The Troublemaker (Sex & Bonds Book 2) by Jessica Peterson

Author:Jessica Peterson [Peterson, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Peterson Paperbacks, LLC
Published: 2023-05-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

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The high hits as Greer and I are stepping out of the shower in my room. Wrapping her in a towel, I feel the lift inside my skin and my stomach. My thoughts are mellow but focused.

This feels good.

My hand grazes her breast, the nipple pebbling against my palm. My blood blows through my veins. Gathers in the tip of my dick.

This feels better.

I’m so fucking glad I agreed to her idea of a long, hot rinse after breakfast while we waited for the special ingredient to kick in.

Still. I don’t know if hooking up with her again is right. We haven’t talked about any ground rules or expectations. Which isn’t like me. I’m always upfront with my partners.

But I’m starting to learn everything is different with Greer. I don’t want to push her away or hurt her. Not when she’s made such progress regaining her confidence. Her voice. And wouldn’t it be presumptuous of me to bring it up? I just want us both to enjoy whatever comes next. I don’t want her holding back.

I don’t want to hold back. Maybe because, if I’m being honest, it’d be disingenuous of me to say this is just sex. It’s more than that. It’s better because it’s more than inserting tab A into slot B. And it’s filling me up in a way I’ve never experienced before.

Greer looks up at me over her shoulder. Her pupils are enormous. She grins. “You feel it? I feel it.”

“I feel it.” I give my dick a lazy stroke. Suck in a breath at the warm, needy sensation that ripples through every inch of my skin. “Yeah, I definitely feel it.”

She watches my hand move. Licks her lips. Looks up at me with those doe eyes. “Teach me? How you like to be touched.”

For a beat I just stand there, my own towel in my other hand. I’m aware of the water that drips down my chest and legs. There’s a small puddle at my feet. It’s turned cold, the water. But I feel hot. And . . . exhilarated.

I dry myself off and hang my towel on a nearby hook. Then I dry Greer off and turn her around so her back is to my front. Both of us naked. We’re facing the floor to ceiling mirror beside the vanity. Late morning light streams through the blinds behind us, making the room glow. Or maybe that’s just this feeling inside me. Looking in the mirror, I realize Greer and I really are glowing. Big eyes. Bigger smiles.

God, I’ve missed getting high. I didn’t do it much in college because I was an athlete and got tested often. I also got tested when I started my job at the bank. But I quickly learned you don’t get tested after that. So Porg and I would get stoned after our Saturday rowing sessions on the Catawba River. Then work ramped up and I spent weekends on the trading desk more often than not. Out went

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