I really shouldn’t have expected anything else.
A chuckle bubbled up my chest and I kept my mouth closed, trapping it inside so she wouldn’t think I was laughing at her. But I didn’t do a very good job of keeping it hidden.
“I don’t see why that’s funny. It’s been a while since I ate and we were a little bit active. I slept, now food would be the next logical thing, and my body is telling me so.”
Sometimes she could be a little bit clueless. And the way she could be blunt and to the point was something else. I found it incredibly adorable right now.
“Petra,” I said as I scooted closer to her. My fingers ran through her hair and I followed the movement with my eyes for a second before looking back at her. “I have food here. I can feed you.”
Her lips pressed into a thin line and it looked like she was having to think about it because that idea hadn’t occurred to her.
“That’s fine,” she said after a few moments of silence passed by.
“Let’s shower first.” I gave her about half a second to let that sink in before I scooped her up in my arms and carried her, sheet and all, to the bathroom.
I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face when a tiny laugh forced its way out of her sexy mouth.
“I love that sound,” I told her with no shame.
“What?” she asked with a hint of confusion in her icy eyes.
“Your laughter.”
“I didn’t laugh.”
“Yeah, you did, babe. And when we’re behind closed doors, you’re gonna let me hear it more.” I turned my head and kissed her hand that was resting on my shoulder.
I placed her into the shower and stripped the sheet from her body. Then I made sure the water temperature was nice and warm before I started the shower. I climbed in behind her and she looked at me over her shoulder.
“What?” I asked.
“I don’t shower with anyone,” she told me pointedly.
“You do now,” I replied as I reached for the bar of soap and began to run it over her body.
A satisfied hum echoed in the back of her throat as her head fell forward.
“Not such a bad thing lettin’ someone take care of you now and then, is it?” I asked but wasn’t really expecting her to give me an answer.
“Maybe not,” she told me softly and I was so stunned that she had admitted that much that I dropped the soap. “Don’t make me take it back.”
There was a hint of teasing in her tone, but it was so small I wasn’t really sure that it was there.
As she bent over to scoop up the escaped bar, my eyes automatically went to look at her perky ass. I was a man, I couldn’t help it. And I sure as fuck wasn’t going to apologize about it. Petra had a fine ass and a tight, hot body. It didn’t matter that she was older than me by a few good years, I knew a good thing when I saw it. And so did my dick, who had also taken notice right now.
“Iron,” she said in a daze as she turned around to face me.
I cleared my throat and tried to get my brain to focus on something else. Anything else. All I wanted to do was take her up against the wall. I knew I’d never get enough of her and now that she was here, within reach and not running, I wanted to take advantage of every second we had.
“You need something, Pet?” I asked and my words came out raw.
“You,” she whispered.
“You got me.”
“All of you. Now.” Her head tilted to the side slightly and her brow went up the way it did when she was pulling the strings.
“Ain’t got nothin’ in here. You better shower real quick then,” I told her and moved to grab the bar out of her hands so I could do a fast scrub and rinse.
