He slowly released my neck, and I drew in a full breath, feeling drowsy and so relaxed it was a wonder I didn’t fall asleep there and then.
I don’t know how long we stayed like that, both of us struggling to get our breath back, struggling to remember how to do more than pant and groan.
When Flynn braced his arms over me, my lids flickered open, and I smiled.
“Hey.”
He grinned. “Hey, yourself.”
“You have a very dirty mouth,” I said with a small sigh.
His smile was wicked. “And you love it.”
“Every single bit of it,” I agreed without hesitation.
He pulled away and I watched him go with regret. He headed for the bathroom with total confidence in his nudity, and I grinned as I spotted the dimples on his ass cheeks. I’d never been with a man with butt dimples, I liked them.
“So… did you learn how to do that at Foxy’s?” I asked.
The tap turned on and off, and Flynn came back with a raised eyebrow. “What?”
I waved a hand at the bed. “That. Did you learn how to please a woman like that at Foxy’s?”
He grinned. “No, baby. That’s all God-given talent.”
I rolled my eyes, and he laughed, sliding onto the bed beside me. “Foxy doesn’t condone sex, remember? I learned through trial and error. I listened to past lovers when they told me things, I asked questions, and I read a lot. You’d be surprised what you can learn from romance books.”
I gasped and pushed up to look at his face. “You read romance books?”
He shook his head. “More accurately, I listen to them. Dyslexia kind of takes the joy out of reading when it takes me so long to read a page.”
“But you like romance books?”
He shrugged. “Some of them have good story lines, and the super spicy ones have a lot of good tips in them.”
I grinned in amazement. This man was all kinds of surprising. I sighed and rolled out of bed.
“Where are you going?” he demanded.
“Bathroom. I’ll be back,” I called.
I hurried to do my business and washed my hands before unhooking my bra. I left it in there as well. When I came out a few moments later, I felt self-conscious being naked in front of him despite what we’d just done, and his grin told me he knew it.
“You’re beautiful, Ara. There’s no need to cover yourself.”
I shrugged. “It’s hard to believe that sometimes. But I can see you have no complaints,” I said, flicking my gaze to his cock that stood at half-mast. Seriously, how was he almost ready to go again already?
His grin was all sin. “Nope, not a single complaint. Well, there isone.”
My chest constricted, and I stopped by the edge of the bed. “Oh? Is it my boobs? I know they’re not exactly big,” I started, looking down in dismay.
I shrieked suddenly when Flynn yanked me onto the bed and rolled until I was beneath him.
“Firstly, there is absolutelynothinglacking on you. Your body is a goddamn piece of art, and if anyone ever told you different, they deserve a kick in the teeth.”
My eyes widened at his colorful imagery and a shaky laugh escaped me. “Okay, you said firstly. Is there something else?”
“Yes. My complaint was that you were not in this bed where I could ravage you again.”
