Finally, she snatched her hand from mine, and huffed. “Fine, but you’re going to regret this, Griff.”
I raised my brows. “How am I ever gonna regret knowing that your * is being turned on all damn day? And knowing I’m coming home to that? No fucking way am I gonna regret that, sweetheart.”
She raised her brows back. “Trust me when I say that you are going to spend today wishing you’d never made me do this, handsome.” And then she stalked past me and into her bedroom.
I followed her, my eyes glued to her ass, and the sexy sway of it as she walked. When she’d shared her heartache over her weight with me last night, I’d hated listening to every word come out of her mouth. I’d do everything in my power to make her believe in her own beauty. If she could read my mind, and realise how often thoughts of her passed through it each day, she’d never again doubt how fucking sexy she was.
She lay on the bed, spread her legs and inserted the ball just like I’d asked her to do. I watched from the end of the bed, taking in the absolute fucking beauty of her face as she did it. Her innocence was painted across her face like a magnificent piece of art. Sophia wasn’t a virgin, or a prude, or inexperienced when it came to sex, but she had an innocence about aspects of it that was rare to come across these days. The kinds of women I’d previously fucked had tried everything before, so to have Sophia in my bed made me the luckiest bastard around. And the trust she put in me blew my mind.
I moved to the bed and sat next to her. Placing a kiss to her lips, I said, “I’ll take you to work and pick you up today.”
She narrowed her eyes on me. “You just want the movement and vibrations of the bike to move this damn ball, don’t you?”
I chuckled. “I hadn’t thought of that, but it’ll be a bonus.”
Pushing me off the bed, she stood, and said, “You’re lucky I like you. I wouldn’t do this for anyone else.”
I smacked her on the ass again. “Get dressed, woman. I don’t need you arguing with me while you’re naked. We’re already running late this morning; we don’t need to run even later.”
“I’ll remind you that was your fault,” she said with a mock scowl.
“Baby, you made us take the longest fucking shower known to mankind while you washed your hair and cleaned your face with all that skin care shit you have in there.”
She placed her hands on her hips and glared at me. And fuck if her tits didn’t jiggle when she did that, sending desire straight to my dick. “I was regrouping after you made me come three times, Griff. And you didn’t have to stay in there with me.”
“A man is hardly gonna leave his woman when she’s naked in the shower with him.”
I’d expected something smart to come out of her mouth, but she surprised me when her eyes softened and she didn’t say a word.
“What?” I asked.
“What, what?” she asked as she took her hands off her hips.
“What was that look?”
She gave me one of her amazing smiles. “You called me your woman. I liked being called that,” she said softly.
Fuck me.
The pure honesty she gave me never failed to amaze and surprised the fuck out of me.
“I’ll be sure to call you that more often, sweetheart. Now go and get dressed. You’ve got a date with my bike.”
She shook her head in mock irritation at me, but she did as I’d said.
And I began counting down the minutes till I got to see her again.
* * *
Later that day I headed to Josie’s for lunch. I took her steps two at a time, and met her at the top of them. She sat in her chair and smiled at me. “Michael, what a nice surprise.”
“I brought some lunch. You hungry?”
“Depends. What you got?”
I chuckled. Typical Josie – she never held back with me like she would have if it were anyone else who’d brought her food. “Oh, I don’t know…just your favourite from Subway, but if you don’t want it, I’ll eat it.”
She stood and swiped the bag from me. “I see that woman is bringing out your sarcasm again. It’s been too long since I’ve seen that, and while I thought I missed it, I may have been mistaken.” Turning to walk inside, she threw over her shoulder, “Be a good man and get an old lady a drink, will you?”
Laughing, I grabbed cold drinks from the fridge and joined her at the table.
We ate in silence for a few minutes, but Josie was never good with silence. “I’m glad you two got yourselves sorted out. It’s good to see a smile in your eyes again.”
“We never really stood a chance against you, did we?”
She didn’t even blink, but just kept eating her lunch, and said, “I know a good thing when I see it, and as soon as that girl tripped through my front door, I knew she was made for you.”