Tell Me What You Feel by Susan Sheehey

Author:Susan Sheehey [Sheehey, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, love, Cowboys, Escorts, Dallas, Texas
Publisher: Amepphire Press
Published: 2018-08-15T04:00:00+00:00

Skylar

The steaming water was nothing compared the nuclear heat from their bodies. She relished the spray on her chest, running down her body to rinse between her legs.

Riggs lathered her back with the soap, his rough hands sliding across her smooth skin like her own personal, in-home massage.

Skylar turned, and took the bar from him. Rubbing a lather in her fingers, she handed it back, and washed his abs. So hard and defined, yet soft to the touch. She moved farther down to his dick and sac, letting the bubbles soothe around his shaft, slipping along his length and stretching him out to reach every pore. The added attention made him thicken.

He hummed his approval, and let his head rest against the tiles.

Water streamed down his chest. Careening over the white scar at his shoulder. A vicious, puckered spider web spanning out to the size of a Ping-Pong ball.

“What’s this from?” She trailed her finger around the edges.

Without opening his eyes, Riggs gave a small smile. “Got in a fight with a unicorn.”

She scoffed.

He looked at her with that charming mischievous expression she couldn’t resist. “Tattoo, to make me look tougher. Women dig scars, don’t they?”

“Only if they’re really gruesome. I’m an OR nurse. I’ve seen them all, so they need to impress me.”

Riggs chuffed out a laugh, his smile fading.

“Is that from Afghanistan?”

He nodded.

“How long did that take to heal?”

The muscles in his neck moved as he swallowed. His smile vanished. “A few months.”

“Where did you do your PT?”

“Walter Reed. I swear, my therapist was a former drill instructor. Mean ol’ bastard.”

“Perhaps he didn’t care for your adorable sense of humor.”

He shrugged the scarred shoulder, and rubbed his nose. “I wasn’t that funny back then.”

She cocked her head. “I have a hard time believing that.”

“I was angry.”

“PTSD?”

Something flashed across his face, or more specifically something vanished from his eyes. A light, that playful side she’d trusted when they’d first met. Now, it was gone.

“Lost a friend.”

She sighed, the familiar weight of loss dragging down her heart. I'm sorry had never made her feel better.

He turned, and scrubbed his face, the water spray harsh across his skin.

Clearly, his cue he didn't want to talk about it.

Another white scar marred his back, the same one from the other side of his shoulder. Where the bullet must’ve gone through.

Skylar ran her hands across his back, massaging his muscles. “Is that why you’re always telling jokes?”

“They say laughter is the best medicine.”

“You’re very good at making women laugh.”

“In a good way, I hope.”

Skylar dug into the few knots under his shoulder blades.

Riggs grunted.

She let go. “Sorry. Those are deep.”

“It’s a good pain. Keep going.” His hands dropped, reached behind him and grabbed onto her thighs.

She continued, digging into those nodules to rub them out. “Best medicine, I find, is a tussle in the sheets. Or on the kitchen counter.”

His fingers squeezed around her legs, to brace himself from the pressure. “They teach you that in nursing school?”

“You taught me that.”

“I can teach you a lot more.

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