CHAPTER506
“Orgasm glow definitely works for you … I really want to do that again.” He grins and lets me go to reach across to the bedside to grab a bottle of water. He takes a drink and offers it to me, but I only shake my head and watch him deposit it back where he got it. Eyes glued to that stunning profile and sexy half-smile he can’t seem to wipe off his face and love him so much more than I ever thought possible.
“I’m not stopping you.” I smile saucily and maneuver myself to his body, curling up against him in a bid to move things along once more; high on happy adrenaline for doing this. More than a little confident he could do that to me again with zero bad reactions, as many times as he wanted, every second of every day. I think I just found my new addiction and I may even love it more than clothes, or even shoes!
“Maybe once is enough for now. I don’t want to push it … we still need to see how you go and we also have a hot jacuzzi waiting for us. Then food, and you know how much you love your food. This was a big deal, Sophie, we need to let your emotions catch up and take time to process. Don’t think I don’t know how huge this is. I do.” He ponders my face seriously, hand cupping my cheek and thumb caressing my skin lightly. He looks so protective that I hug him tighter.
“I know. I don’t want to ruin it by talking about it though. Don’t make it a thing.” I frown and then feel stupid that I even said it out loud, but he nods understandably and strokes my face.
“Come on then, distraction is always better.” Arrick rolls away from me and gets up, holding a hand out to me, obviously in no way shy about being completely butt naked and for a second I honestly don’t know where to look. Seeing him completely starker’s is completely different to letting him have his way with me naked. Now the lust fueled haze has dispersed, it does seem weirdly awkward. I blush and look anywhere but at him.
“Really? I can do all that to you and yet you get shy now?” He laughs and pulls me to him by the ankle when he gets fed up waiting. I squeal as he picks me up and pulls me into his arms to carry like a bride to be, at least up here I don’t have to avert my eyes.
“It’s not like I’ve seen you undressed a whole lot okay? It takes some getting used to.” I am still trying not to look at anything but his face, but he rolls his eyes at me and grins.
“I am pretty much imprinting you naked to memory and insist we both walk around like this every day. In fact, I need pictures, where’s your phone, you are sending me naked selfies.” He jokes and turns as though he really is going to go find it. Looking decidedly wicked and thoroughly serious.
“Not a chance. You think I don’t know Nate uses your phone when you’re in the ring? He has called me on it before to tell me when you’re winning.” I hold a palm in front of his face. I’ll never let him get a single naked shot of me when his phone is passed around his promo team so easily. I would never face any of them again and I don’t want anyone but him to ever see me this way.
“Baby?” He looks wounded, seriously disappointed that I’m laying down the law on this. Obviously had his mind set on some saucy nude shots of me, for real.
“Men!! Have sex one time and they turn weird on you.” I giggle at his juvenile expression, the way he narrows his frown at me and then puts me down on my feet when we get to the bathtub.
“Get in, it’s time for some clean fun, as opposed to the dirty fun we just had.” He pretends to sulk, and I lean in and splash some bubbles at him with a giggle. I obediently step in the tub and sit down, then shimmy forward when he gets in behind me, the temp is still hot, and the water jets are crazily good on my body. I keep expecting this to turn weird or different, like a looming mood to suddenly jump up and ruin it all for me, but despite what we just did, it still feels the same, sort of. I don’t feel weird around him, or that we did anything worse than cuddling up or kissing. He isn’t acting like it’s a big deal, and I guess it’s making me relax too. Suddenly, instead of this being a huge thing it feels right like we haven’t even done anything major at all.
“Ahh, stings!” Arrick cringes against me and lifts his arm out of the water to look at the nail marks I left on him, inching forward against me, and looking back over his shoulder.”
“Stop being a baby. You said you liked it.” I pout petulantly, feeling guiltier now about leaving him with scratch marks, clawing the shit out of him was not exactly something I imagined doing during our romantic first time. The first pangs of something inside me, close to shame, sidle up and I push it back down with a heavy sigh.
“I do … it just hurts when submerged in girly infused bubble water. I need to man up living with you, or next time avoid climbing in a tub that was meant for you. I’m going to smell like a woman after this.” Arrick slides me between his legs as he inches down in the tub, resting his head in the back and leaning me against his chest, holding me against him."
