Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 100680 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100680 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
She leaned her forehead against the door with a groan. She was such an idiot.
“I’m not experienced with these things,” she told him.
“Peeing while you’ve got a boner? Didn’t really think you would be.”
More amusement. How could he speak so openly? She didn’t think she could ever talk like this about any of her bodily functions.
And she hadn’t been talking about peeing with an erection. She eventually heard the toilet flush and moved away from the door. But not too far, since she needed to be close in case he needed her while moving.
She knew her face was bright red when he opened the door.
“Baby, you gotta stop being so cute and funny. I can’t take it.”
“Sorry,” she whispered. “I’ll get right on that.”
“What are you going to do? Start practicing mutism and wear a paper bag on your head?” he asked.
“Yes?”
“You’d still be fucking adorable and cute.” He moved back to the bed and sat on the side with a groan. “I want a shower.”
“Nope. No way. No shower for you.”
“I need a shower.”
“I’ll give you a sponge bath then.”
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she wished them back. Well, sort of. She’d never bathed anyone before. Other than her brothers, she’d never seen a man completely naked. And she wished to hell she could wipe her memory clean of them. She had never touched a man’s chest, legs, or anything in between.
So she really wondered how she was going to touch him without combusting.
“I’ll have a shower, Rainbow. It’s fine.”
“What? No! You can’t shower. You could slip over. Hurt yourself. You need to lie in bed and let me take care of you.”
“Baby, you can’t even say the word dick without going bright red. I don’t think you need to be washing me. I’m not a fucking invalid.”
Uh, actually, he was.
She gave him a look. “Get in that bed, Maxim Malone. Let me take care of you for once.”
“You sure you want to touch me?”
“Not wanting to touch you isn’t the problem.”
He grinned. “It isn’t? You want to touch me, Rainbow?”
“Since the first moment I met you,” she confessed. “You looked like some sort of Greek god. Too pretty and perfect for this world.”
“I’m not pretty,” he grumbled. “I’m an alpha male. Handsome. Rugged.”
“Yes, of course.” Sheesh, the male ego was a fragile thing.
He grunted. “All right, since you’re dying to get your hands on me, you can give me a bed bath.”
So gracious of him.
She rolled her eyes.
“None of that sass or I’ll have to punish you.”
“Another spanking?”
“Hmm, I’m thinking that after my bath, I’ll tease you until you beg me to let you come.”
“Oh. That doesn’t sound like a punishment. That sounds . . . nice.”
Nice? Really Aston? That’s a bit lame. Nice.
“It won’t be nice. It will be hot and heavy. And I didn’t say you were going to get to come. Just that you would beg to.”
“What?” She stared at him wide-eyed.
“I think I might tease you, get you all hot and bothered, then stop.”
“But . . . that would be . . .”
“Punishment.”
Oh. Wow.
“What would stop me from finishing myself off?” she asked before she could stop herself.
His gaze grew hot. “You wouldn’t be able to finish yourself off if I tied you to the bed.”
Holy. Heck.
He was in no shape to do any of this . . . but a girl could fantasize.
“Which is what I would do if I caught you being naughty and trying to finish yourself off after you’d been punished. Very naughty behavior.”
That shouldn’t have sent a wave of arousal through her.
Shouldn’t. Have.
But it did. The idea of being tied to his bed was one she liked. Far too much.
“You like that idea, don’t you, baby?” he crooned.
“We should stop talking about it.”
“Why? Because it’s making you feel all hot and bothered?” he asked.
“Maybe,” she said faintly. She was trying not to lie and besides, it was pretty obvious. “You’re not up to any of this.”
He raised his eyebrow. “You sit on my face, and all I have to do is lie there. The only part of me that would be getting a work-out would be my tongue.”
“Oh my God.” She put her hands over her face. That was all she was going to be able to think about now.
He laughed, then groaned.
Immediately, she felt terrible. “You need to lie down.”
She helped him lie back. Her gaze hit those delicious abs. His bare, smooth chest. But then her eyes landed on the bandage on his side and she felt reality crash through her haze of arousal.
He caught her hand as she went to move away, raising it to his mouth. “Love the way you look at me.”
“Like a stupid virgin that’s never seen a man before?”
“Rainbow, what have I said about the way you talk about yourself?” He gave her a stern look.