Overcoming Fear (Growing Pains #2)(104)

“Okay.”

“Wait, is that what you meant by it being me?”

“Yes,” he said it like he thought she was a mental patient. “I would do right by any woman, but it being you is a relief in and of itself. It is a bit soon, maybe, but...” he shrugged.

She stared at him for a minute, realizing that he was entirely serious, and lay back onto the bed with a plop. It blew her mind. She was touched, she was bewildered, she was honored… plus a little scared. He was thinking ”us” extremely seriously. It was exhilarating that a man liked her that much.

“What was it you said, don’t go getting a big ego?” Sean said as he got out of the bed. She could hear the laughter in his voice and knew her thoughts were transparent.

She watched his na**d butt disappear into the bathroom and heard the shower start running. She looked at the time. It was an hour before her spa stuff started.

She trekked off into the bathroom to find out what he was up to and if she should skip the spa.

“So...Sean? Do you mind if I come in?” Some people’s bathroom time was their alone time and they didn’t like to be disturbed. She thought it was mostly people with big families, but you certainly never knew.

“Nothing you haven’t seen already.”

She figured that meant no. She waltzed in and sat on the toilet in the buff, checking him out through the glass shower door.

“What are your plans for today? Should I skip the spa?”

“Since I’m in the area I figured I would take Tory up on his offer to golf today. It is a nice day for it. I can meet you back here and we can head home.”

“That’s thought out. Okay. Hurry up.”

“Come in with me.”

She didn’t need to be told twice. She stepped gingerly into the steamy shower. Sean finished rinsing his head and turned to her, his eyes gliding over her body and a smile lighting his face.

“Come here and let me wash you,” he said, grabbing for soap and her body at the same time.

As she got closer she slid her hands up his slick chest. A glance told her he was getting excited again. The man had quite a sex drive—good news ‘cause so did she.

Sean’s soapy hands turned her into the water and traced her body, lingering on parts normally covered during the day. His eyes followed his hands mostly, but every so often he would glance up and catch her looking at him. Hungry eyes turned into pools of warmth as he caught the gaze, and turned back to boyish delight at a na**d woman’s body.

She reached between them and took his rock hard manhood in her hand. He gave a sharp intake of breath and his smile grew. He couldn’t lean in to kiss her because of the streaming water, so he settled for closing his eyes and stepping closer. She bent him to her opening, but he stepped back quickly, warning in his eyes, a lifetime of worrying about accidently getting a woman pregnant overriding the logic of the pill.

“We are still protected from that.” Krista said reassuringly. “And we are both healthy without any...bad stuff. We are okay to do this.”

Sean wasn’t sure and minutely shook his head. Fear and logic—sometimes they didn’t line up.

“Okay,” she said quietly with a hint of a smile at his look of boyish uncertainty. She pulled him closer again and resumed her hand combat. He pulled her head out of the water and kissed her heatedly, taking up his own hand combat.

Soon they were both panting and leaning against each other, cleaning Krista having been forgotten for cleaning the pipes. She heard him moan and saw his head tilt back. She felt her own pleasure hit the ceiling in response. They shook and shivered from the bliss of it, Krista getting doused in nasty for her efforts. Pipes were officially clean. Thank God they were in the shower.

“I’m glad I finally got the balls to ask you out,” he said.

“You didn’t. You just went straight for the punany!”

He smirked as his soft eyes looked into hers. “Oh yeah.” He kissed her on the forehead and made to get out of the shower. “Rain check,” he said as he closed the shower curtain.

“Humph.”

Sean dressed and was laid on the bed with an ease of comfort when she emerged from the bathroom in a towel. When he saw her coming out, he got up leisurely to make his way over.

“I have to run. Tee-off in thirty minutes. Shall I meet you back here?”

“I only have the room until one. I don’t think late check-out goes any later than that.”

Sean looked at his watch. “Okay, well, I’ll call you around one, then. Worst comes to worst I will leave early.” Sean shrugged, as if the whole affair was no big deal. He was only having golf with the CEO of a major company and their client. Yup, no big deal at all.

He gave her a wink with a twinkle in his eye and walked to the door, his khakis never looking so good on his tight butt and shaped thighs. Suddenly she was ready for a serious romp. Which was unfortunate, because he was out the door and out of sight. Damned unfortunate.

Luckily, she was a woman of improvise. When a woman went through periods of needing sex like it came out of a dispensary, she had to get creative. She might just take matters into her own hands.

Although, mast***ation wasn’t all that creative, but whatever.

She was halfway to bliss of her own making when there was a knock at the door and Sean’s muffled voice. Krista hesitated, then swore and peeled herself off the bed, still only in a towel.