Shades (Reckless Souls MC 3)

I look down at my gown and gasp in horror. It’s one of my long cotton gowns that is incredibly comfortable and airy but as far from sexy as one can get and still be a living, breathing woman. Oh, well. He’s seen me naked, put his mouth on my most private areas, and seemed to enjoy himself.

What’s a granny gown between lovers?

Is that what we were now, lovers? Or did we have to do it more to be considered lovers?

Shades is still naked on the bed when I return with two plates and two glasses of juice. “You’re still naked.”

“So are you, underneath.” He wiggles his eyebrows playfully and takes the tray so I can get onto the bed. “So, still a virgin…”

“Yeah.” I shrug. “I never wanted to have sex until after I was married.”

He listens and nods thoughtfully before his gaze meets mine. “Do you regret what just happened?”

“No. Absolutely not,” I assure him. “I could never regret something so incredible and eye-opening. Something so intimate and wonderful and especially because it’s with you. I don’t regret a thing about today.”

“No?”

I shake my head. “Not unless you tell me we can’t do it again.”

He growls and reaches for the orange juice. “In that case, we better refuel and rehydrate.”

My body trembles at his words, and I dig in to my food, no hint of self-consciousness even though I’m practically naked with a man in my bed.

My mother is going to kill me.