Changing Lanes (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation Book 4) by Winter Travers

Author:Winter Travers [Travers, Winter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-28T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The phone call…

Pie

“We need a towel or something?” Bristol licked her finger. “I’m all sticky.”

“If you wouldn’t have gotten all squirmy on me, I wouldn’t have made such a mess.”

Bristol rolled her eyes. “Pouring melted ice cream and fudge all over my boobs isn’t something that can be not messy, Pie,” she laughed.

I bent down and swiped my tongue over a rogue drip of ice cream. “Hey, it was your idea. You said you didn’t want the ice cream to go to waste. And I thought I did a pretty good job of cleaning it up.” I spotted another drop of ice cream I had missed and lapped it up with my tongue.

Bristol delved her fingers into my hair and sighed. “I’m not saying I regret that at all; I’m just saying you’re going to need to get me a washcloth.”

“Or we could test out your shower,” I suggested.

She laughed and shook her head. “I’m pretty exhausted from the two rounds we just did. I think I need to nap for about ten hours.”

“A ten-hour nap, huh?” I laughed. “I think you could just call that sleeping, Bri.”

She relaxed into the pillows. “I suppose.” Her face sobered, and she sighed.

“What’s wrong, beautiful?” I lifted my head and brushed her hair back from her face. I pressed a kiss to her lips and rolled onto my back. She moved to cuddle into my side and rested her head on my shoulder.

“Nothing. Just tired,” she whispered.

Something was wrong. Bristol and I had just had mind-blowing sex. Twice. Nothing should be wrong. “Something is on that mind of yours. Tell me what it is.”

She closed her eyes and sighed. “Nothing, Pie. I’m just tired and sticky,” she whispered.

“You want to shower, or should I just get that washcloth.”

“We can do whatever you want,” she mumbled. She laid her hand on my chest and traced circles with her fingertip.

“Let me up, babe. You’re tired.”

Bristol rolled onto her back and threw her arm over her face. “I can’t guarantee I won’t be asleep when you get back.”

I chuckled and slid out of bed. “I’ll be quick.” I jogged into the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth she had hanging in the shower. I ran it under the faucet and wrung it out. “No sleeping,” I called.

Bristol’s light laughter floated into the bathroom. “No guarantees, Pie.”

I glanced in the mirror and was surprised to see the huge smile on my face. Bristol was the one who put that there. She made me happy even when she was just lying in bed, exhausted.

Washcloth in hand, I walked back in the bedroom, planted a knee on the bed, grabbed the covers, and exposed Bristol’s naked body. I gently wiped the cloth over her breasts and stomach. My desire for Bristol rose again even though I had just had her twice.

“Don’t do that,” she whispered.

My hand froze, and my eyes connected with hers. “Do what?” She was the one who had told me she was sticky and needed to be wiped down.

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