“Hmm, that feels so good.”
It did feel good. In fact, she’d scooted closer, her hip against his hip and hands flat on the muscular plains of his back. The puddle in the sheets didn’t bother her as it still felt warm. “I’m glad it doesn’t hurt,” she said lazily.
“No. It feels so good I guess I’ll have to tip you.” Did he sound as if he were breathing harder?
She sucked in her own breath. Did he have to remind her of what they’d done last night, especially when she had him naked and under her hands? Her nipples tightened and tingled.
She rubbed her moist hands lower, and lower, to the indent of his waist. “The skin is a little red back here. Are you sure I’m not hurting you?”
“Honey, you’re killing me.” He shifted under her hands.
“I should have given you the anti-inflammatory first.”
“This inflammation has nothing to do with my back muscles.”
She laughed.
“Maybe you should stop. Just give me the anti-inflammatory, and I’ll sleep it off.” He sounded disgruntled.
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