Indecent Danger (Danger Incorporated #3)(50)
That dangerous and sexy as hell eyebrow rose. “And that would be?”
“Make me scream, cowboy.”
Chapter Twenty-Six
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Travis loved this confident, sexy, and playful side of Aubrey he hadn’t been privy to until this weekend. He doubted anyone had and it boosted his ego into the clouds, knowing he’d been a part of this transformation. Now she knew that her past sexual exploits weren’t her fault and that she was an amazing, responsive woman.
“By the time we’re done here, baby, the guests of this hotel are going to know my damn name because you’re going to scream it at the top of your lungs.”
It was a promise he intended on keeping. Multiple times.
Aubrey smirked as she ran a fingernail down the middle of his chest. “The Anderson men sure do a lot of bragging.”
Someone was in a naughty mood.
“The Anderson men aren’t bragging, honey. They’re making promises.”
She slid up on the bed so her back was against the pillows, a saucy smile playing on her full lips.
“So far I’ve heard a lot of promises but seen very little action. Is that going to change anytime in the near future?”
That was a challenge if he’d ever heard one. She might as well have Double Dog dared him to f*ck her.
“You don’t rush into the full body treatment, young lady. In fact, go take a shower and I’ll get things ready out here.”
She didn’t move a muscle as if she wasn’t sure if he was kidding or not. He grabbed her hand and tugged her to her feet before giving her a light swat on her bottom. She squealed and placed her hands back there, rubbing as if to soothe the sting but he knew he hadn’t spanked her that hard.
“Move. Take a quick shower and then head back here. Don’t bother to put on any clothes as you would only be taking them right off again.”
She trembled in his arms but skipped into the bathroom at his bidding. He only had a few minutes but that’s all it took to ready the room. First he lowered the lights and drew the curtains for privacy. He tugged the duvet down to the end of the bed so there was plenty of space for the two of them to spread out, then he took Aubrey’s vanilla-scented lotion that was currently located on the dresser and placed it on the nightstand. Finally he set his iPod on the clock radio dock and picked a soft, slow, sensual playlist.
The playlist was titled “Relaxing” but tonight it might as well be titled “Songs to Seduce By.”
Now that the scene was set, he dashed into the living room relieved to see Shane still sawing logs on the couch. Hopefully he’d sleep through until midday. Travis dug into the refrigerator and pulled out the magnum of champagne he’d asked the management to stock hoping for just this occasion. He tucked the chilled bottle under his arm and snapped up two glass flutes from under the bar before heading back into the bedroom.
The water in the bathroom was off so Aubrey would be joining him any second. He shrugged out of his shirt and jeans so he was only wearing his boxers and then popped open the champagne, pouring the fizzy golden liquid into the glasses just as she opened the bathroom door.
Steam billowed around her head giving her an ethereal appearance, despite being clad in only a thick white towel. She’d clipped up her hair and a few stray strands clung to her damp cheeks. His fingers itched to unclasp the barrette so her chocolate brown hair fell around her shoulders and he could run his fingers through the silky tresses.
“Just how long was I in the shower?”
There was amazement in her tone and he chuckled as he held out the champagne flute. She reached for it and her towel sagged a little, giving it a peek-a-boo effect.
“Long enough. We’re going for the whole body treatment here so just lie down on your stomach and relax.” She hesitated for a moment and he gave her an encouraging smile. “You trust me, don’t you?”
Aubrey took another sip of champagne and then set it on the nightstand next to the vanilla lotion before stretching out on the bed, her head pillowed on her arms. He slid his hands under her and tugged the towel away, leaving her completely bare to his gaze.
Her golden skin beckoned and he squeezed a generous dollop of lotion into his palm, rubbing his hands together to warm it. He gently placed his hands on her shoulders and she jumped slightly at the contact but then let her body go lax, sighing softly as he began to gently knead the muscles.
Travis hummed with pleasure as his fingers traced her womanly curves, skimming the sides of her breasts, down her ribcage, over her hips before gliding back up again. Over and over he repeated his journey until she was putty underneath his palms. His fingers splayed across the small of her back, working the knots he knew were there after hours on the laptop. When he heard her softly moaning he slid his hands down over her heart-shaped ass to massage the muscles of her legs and then finally down to her dainty feet with their cherry-tipped toes.
He pressed his thumbs into her instep and she groaned with pleasure and maybe a little pain as well. While he worked over the soles of her feet he allowed himself the absolute privilege of gazing at her nude form. Her body was an exquisite work of art, made to be worshipped. Others might say her tummy wasn’t flat, her breasts too large, or her bottom too round but he thought she was f*cking perfect. She looked like a woman, not a stick figure. For a moment he allowed himself to picture what she might look like in a white wedding dress, pregnant with his baby, or even just cuddling with their child reading a story.