Page 54 of Bit's Bliss

“Yes, sir.”

“Keep that up, and we’ll be doing more of it quicker.”

I disposed of the condom, ran a washcloth under warm water, then returned to the bedroom. I spread her legs enough to gently clean her, then returned it to the bathroom. Before lying beside her, I took a second condom from the nightstand’s drawer.

She glanced over at the foil packet, then at me.

“Do you have something you want to ask me?”

“You seem, err, prepared.”

“Did you think I wouldn’t be?” When her brow furrowed, I stroked her forehead with my fingers. “I told you earlier that I’ve never brought anyone else here. I did, however, dream of bringing you, and for that, I made sure I had everything we might need. Including sustenance,” I added when her stomach rumbled. “Hungry?”

She laughed, and her cheeks turned red. “God, I’m so sexy, right?”

I cupped her face. “Everything about you is, Eberly.” I leaned forward and kissed her temple. “Your eyes.” Then the tip of her nose, then the corner of her mouth. I touched her bottom lip with my fingertip. “Your mouth,especially.” I eased down her body and kissed across the soft flesh beneath her belly button, then rolled from the bed and pulled her up with me.

“Where are we going now?”

“I’m going to feed you so I can fuck you again.”

“If you wanted to, ahem,fuckme first, I wouldn’t mind.”

I put my hand on her neck and kissed her hard. “Be careful, Eberly. I predict I will be insatiable when it comes to you.”

She smiled enough that I could see a hint of her dimples. “Yes, please.”

I’d broughtthe muffins inside earlier and had several other things in the refrigerator we could eat. “I’d offer to make you breakfast tacos, but they won’t be anywhere near as good as yours were.”

“I wouldn’t mind making them.”

My gaze traveled the length of her body, and my cock pulsed. Having her in my kitchen, naked, was almost enough to make me carry her caveman-style straight to bed.

“Is everything okay?” she asked.

“Maybe refraining from wearing clothes isn’t the best idea when cooking,” I said.

“You’re probably right.” She looked down at the floor rather than at me.

“Eberly?”

“I’ll get dressed.” She swept past me on the way to the bedroom, but I caught her around the waist.

“Is there something you want to say?” I asked.

“No.”

“I’ve asked you to be honest with me.”

She sighed. “I am being honest. You asked if there was something Iwantedto say, and I said no.”

I cocked my head. “You have me there.”

“Look, I’m aware I don’t know what I’m doing, and maybe I’m not as sophisticated as other women you’ve been with…”

“Do you think I’m passing some kind of judgment here?”

“Maybe.”