attempt to deny it, Lissa,” he warned as she would have done exactly that. “Not when the smell of your arousal is driving me insane. So which is it to be? Shall we take a shower together, or do you want me to resume spanking you? Or maybe both?” he speculated. “I could spank you first and then…soothe your stinging flesh while we’re in the shower together.”
“My shower isn’t big enough for two people.”
“I can be very…inventive.”
“Probably because you’ve had plenty of experience.”
A frown appeared between his eyes. “I’m single and thirty-six years old, not sixteen.”
Lissa knew she was being unfair. That she hadn’t been a virgin either when the two of them made love a year ago. But there had only been one man before Asher, and she had thought she was going to marry Adam. The two of them had been engaged, planning the wedding when she learned of his duplicity.
“Does that bother you?” Asher probed.
“No.”
It wasn’t Asher’s experience that bothered Lissa, it was remembering the telephone call he’d received the morning after they spent the night together. From someone he was obviously very close to. Admittedly, time had shown he hadn’t married the other woman, but Lissa had been able to hear the affectionate familiarity in the message the other woman left on Asher’s answering machine. And Asher had just spent the night with another woman. With Lissa.
Lissa knew exactly how it felt to have someone be unfaithful to her. Knew what it was to suffer that betrayal and humiliation.
“Are you sure about that?” Asher frowned.
“Very.” Her eyes narrowed. “Are you seeing anyone else right now?”
“Are you?” he instantly shot back.
“No.”
That frown cleared from between his eyes. “Me neither.”
Which left them precisely where? They had almost made love yesterday morning. Almost? They had made love; it just hadn’t ended the way either of them had expected. As the unsatisfied ache between Lissa’s thighs and the bulge visible in Asher’s jeans testified.
Lissa sighed heavily. “The two of us becoming involved is a bad idea on too many levels to list.”
“The body wants what it wants.”
Lissa knew that the correct saying was “the heart wants what it wants.” Proof, if she’d needed it, it wasn’t Asher’s heart that was engaged, only his cock.
And what was wrong with that?
Asher was a man, she was a woman, they were both adults, and they wanted each other, despite the constant sniping between them. Or maybe the sniping was a measure of the frustration they felt from not satisfying that desire?
She nodded. “Okay.”
“Okay…?” Ash eyed her uncertainly, not sure what Lissa was saying okay to. The last thing he wanted to do was make a mistake and get kneed in the balls for his trouble.
She met his gaze unflinchingly. “Let’s take a shower together and then complete our unfinished business . Is that clear enough for you?”
“Crystal.” Ash’s uncertainty deepened rather than lessened. “Where’s the catch?”
“There isn’t one.”
“Why do I find that hard to believe?”
“The body wants what it wants, right?”
Ash could feel the heat of Lissa’s body. “Does your body want mine?”
“I thought you just listed all ways in which it showed that.”
“That was at the idea of being spanked.”
“Same thing.” She placed her hands on his chest to give her leverage as she rose on tiptoe and kissed him softly on the lips. Her breath was hot against his lips as she moved back slightly to gaze up at him.
How could Ash doubt Lissa’s desire when he could feel the hard tips of her breasts pressing against his shirted chest, and the heat of her mound was against the reciprocal bulge in his trousers?
And yet he sensed something was…off about Lissa’s sudden acquiescence. It, not her, seemed too easy.
“Are you sure this is what you really want?” He continued to frown.
Lissa gave a husky laugh. “That
“My shower isn’t big enough for two people.”
“I can be very…inventive.”
“Probably because you’ve had plenty of experience.”
A frown appeared between his eyes. “I’m single and thirty-six years old, not sixteen.”
Lissa knew she was being unfair. That she hadn’t been a virgin either when the two of them made love a year ago. But there had only been one man before Asher, and she had thought she was going to marry Adam. The two of them had been engaged, planning the wedding when she learned of his duplicity.
“Does that bother you?” Asher probed.
“No.”
It wasn’t Asher’s experience that bothered Lissa, it was remembering the telephone call he’d received the morning after they spent the night together. From someone he was obviously very close to. Admittedly, time had shown he hadn’t married the other woman, but Lissa had been able to hear the affectionate familiarity in the message the other woman left on Asher’s answering machine. And Asher had just spent the night with another woman. With Lissa.
Lissa knew exactly how it felt to have someone be unfaithful to her. Knew what it was to suffer that betrayal and humiliation.
“Are you sure about that?” Asher frowned.
“Very.” Her eyes narrowed. “Are you seeing anyone else right now?”
“Are you?” he instantly shot back.
“No.”
That frown cleared from between his eyes. “Me neither.”
Which left them precisely where? They had almost made love yesterday morning. Almost? They had made love; it just hadn’t ended the way either of them had expected. As the unsatisfied ache between Lissa’s thighs and the bulge visible in Asher’s jeans testified.
Lissa sighed heavily. “The two of us becoming involved is a bad idea on too many levels to list.”
“The body wants what it wants.”
Lissa knew that the correct saying was “the heart wants what it wants.” Proof, if she’d needed it, it wasn’t Asher’s heart that was engaged, only his cock.
And what was wrong with that?
Asher was a man, she was a woman, they were both adults, and they wanted each other, despite the constant sniping between them. Or maybe the sniping was a measure of the frustration they felt from not satisfying that desire?
She nodded. “Okay.”
“Okay…?” Ash eyed her uncertainly, not sure what Lissa was saying okay to. The last thing he wanted to do was make a mistake and get kneed in the balls for his trouble.
She met his gaze unflinchingly. “Let’s take a shower together and then complete our unfinished business . Is that clear enough for you?”
“Crystal.” Ash’s uncertainty deepened rather than lessened. “Where’s the catch?”
“There isn’t one.”
“Why do I find that hard to believe?”
“The body wants what it wants, right?”
Ash could feel the heat of Lissa’s body. “Does your body want mine?”
“I thought you just listed all ways in which it showed that.”
“That was at the idea of being spanked.”
“Same thing.” She placed her hands on his chest to give her leverage as she rose on tiptoe and kissed him softly on the lips. Her breath was hot against his lips as she moved back slightly to gaze up at him.
How could Ash doubt Lissa’s desire when he could feel the hard tips of her breasts pressing against his shirted chest, and the heat of her mound was against the reciprocal bulge in his trousers?
And yet he sensed something was…off about Lissa’s sudden acquiescence. It, not her, seemed too easy.
“Are you sure this is what you really want?” He continued to frown.
Lissa gave a husky laugh. “That
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