“Winter?”
“It’s me. I was going to bed, so I turned everything off. Do you need anything?”
“No, thank you. Viper home yet?” Winter heard the small quiver in her voice.
“Yes, he’s taking a shower. Everything’s fine. We had a long talk,” she reassured her. “I took your advice.”
“That’s good.” Winter heard her getting more comfortable. “I hope you don’t make him wait a year to share your bed to make amends.”
“I won’t. Viper was only gone a few hours. I’ll only make him wait a day or two.”
“Winter, you’ll be in bed with that man before I’m asleep.”
“Aunt Shay…” Winter laughingly told her goodnight.
She was disappointed to see Viper had finished showering and was now running a towel across his wet hair.
“I saved you some hot water.”
“I won’t be long.”
Winter was going to take a shower, but decided to take a bubble bath, instead. After letting the tub fill with warm water, she carefully lowered her body in, relaxing in the heat.
Viper came into the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the tub. “I thought you were taking a shower?”
“I couldn’t resist. I love taking a bath, and you only have a walk-in shower.”
Viper took the bath sponge away from her, running it over her breasts. “Now I know why your breasts are getting bigger.”
“I think it’s still wishful thinking.” Winter laid her head back on the old-fashioned claw-footed tub. “This is heaven.” She lifted her lashes to see a frowning Viper. Reaching out, she smoothed the grooves on his forehead. “What’s that for?” It disappeared at her touch.
“Nothing.”
“Nuh-uh. From now on, you’re going to tell me when you’re worried about something.” She ran her hand over his tattooed shoulder.
“Okay, I was thinking about how beautiful you look.” Viper squeezed the sponge, letting droplets fall onto her nipples. “Your nipples are getting darker.”
This time, she was the one who was frowning as she stared down at her breasts.
“Don’t worry; I love chocolate. I love chocolate as much as I love strawberry.” He dipped the sponge in the water then placed it between her breasts, trailing it down to her belly.
He reached beside him for the body wash and squirted a large dollop on her chest. He swirled the sponge on her skin to her legs that were poking out of the water. He brought his finger to her belly, making grooves in the bubbles he had built there.
“What does that say?” She couldn’t read it upside down.
“It says Mine.” Then he drew a heart around the word.
It was such a beautiful moment between them. A tear escaped the corner of her eye.
“We’re both yours.” She curled her hand around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss.
He licked the droplets of water off her lips before dipping his tongue into her mouth. Toying with her, not giving her a full-fledged kiss, he delved the sponge between her thighs, rubbing her. He used the sponge to play with her clit, not letting his fingers touch her.
“When did you become such a tease?” Winter tried clenching her thighs to capture his torturous hand. She sucked his tongue into her mouth, at last stopping that game of catch me if you can.
“I have to stay on my toes with you. You’re a very demanding wife.”
Her hand tightened on his neck. “I am not.”
Viper raised a mocking eyebrow.
“Maybe a little,” she admitted.
When he let the sponge float away, he finally touched her with his finger. She felt the jolt of her climax hit her, the muscles in her legs shaking from the suddenness.
“Woman, I need to give you relief more often. I usually have to work harder to make you come.”
Winter flicked the water on her fingertips at him. “Either that or you’ve been doing it wrong.” Grabbing the sides of the tub, she lifted herself out of the water.
Viper wrapped a towel around her then lifted her out and onto the bath rug. “Are you challenging me?”
“God, no. I haven’t recovered from your last sex marathon.”
His expression became crestfallen. Winter snickered, seeing that his cock was jutting out at her.
“My aunt said I should make you wait a year before I let you make love to me again.”
“Why did she say that?”
His skeptical look had her bursting out in giggles.
“I cried on her shoulder after you left this evening, and she told me that when she and Uncle Dennis had an argument, she made him wait a year before she let him back in her bed.”
“She made him wait a year?”
“Yep.” Winter grinned.
“I’m not waiting a fucking year.” He glared at her like she was seriously considering the punishment.
“I’ll tell you what, I won’t punish you for being a jackass when I told you I was pregnant, if you don’t punish me for thinking you were having an affair with Sasha.”