Page 120 of Sin With Me

"NowthatI can agree with..." Wilder winks at me.

"That's not true. He's hot, too," I defend.

"Gross, strongly disagree." She claps her hands together. "If there's anythin' else y'all need, just text me."

"Thank you again for the coffee." I smile.

"You're welcome. Enjoy the rest of your honeymoon!" She walks toward the door, then quickly turns around. "But not too much. We've had to replace that table three times already."

"You sure you'll be okay while I'm gone?" Wilder asks me for the second time.

After our couple's massages, I took a hot shower and haven't left the bed since then. Felipe worked out every knot and kink in my body like some kind of magician. Bellamy wasn't lying.

I almost asked him to come move in with us.

"Yes..." I snuggle deeper underneath the covers. "I'm gonna catch up on sleep that you deprived me from and dream about Felipe's hands."

He swats my ass before sitting next to me on the mattress.

I knew that'd rile him up.

"Just his hands!"

"Better be thinkin' of mine instead." He slides his palm under my shirt and squeezes my breast over my bra. "Gonna make you forget all about his hands when I get back later."

"Oh no...don't do that...how awful..." I drawl. "Whatever you do, don't rub them all over me with oil."

He palms an ass cheek again, squeezing it, then stands. "You’re mouthy. Gonna have to deal with that later too." He winks, leaning in for a kiss. "Should be back in three hours."

"I'll be here, Pappi," I call out as he walks away, knowing that'll rile him up even more.

"Delilah! Iswear..." He huffs.

Cackling at his frustration, I roll over and grab my phone from the nightstand so I can check in with Mattie.

Delilah

I think I met your future husband. Big, strong hands. Dark, sultry eyes. An accent that'll cause you to leak down your thigh...

Mattie

umm SOLD. When can I come pick him up?

Delilah

He's one of the massage therapists at the resort. I think you'll have to move here.

Mattie

Massage therapist? Say less. Surprised Wilder let another man touch you...unless this is where you tell me my future husband is down a hand?

Delilah

He wasn't a fan, but he sucked it up for the sake of knowing he'll get to twist me like a pretzel later.

Mattie

You use the butt plug yet?