My One And Only (Very Irresistible Bachelors 5)

“Don’t, Tess. I mean it. I can’t resist you, and I don’t want you to be sore. I was an animal back there.”

She smiled saucily. “I loved every second of it.”

“If I let go of your hands, will you behave?”

“Hell no.”

I laughed before kissing her, slow and lazy, until there was so much steam in the shower that we could barely breathe.

“Come on, sassy girl. Let’s get out of here before we suffocate.”

“You’re going to have to let go of my hands if you want us to move,” she teased.

I did let go, and she kept her hands off me...right until we dried off and stepped out of the bathroom. Then she wrapped her arms around me from behind, resting her palms on my pelvic bones.

“Tess...”

“You didn’t specify until when I couldn’t touch you. And these”—she ran her fingers up and down the V-line pointing to my hard-on—“happen to be some of your finest assets.”

“What are some of the others?” I prompted, realizing what I’d done only when she moved her hand even lower, covering my erection. I couldn’t help but groan. “Fuck, my mistake.”

“I’ll forgive it.”

I turned around, kissing the tip of her nose.

“You sassy girl. You’re not sleepy at all, are you?”

“Nope. You’d think two Thanksgiving dinners would put me to sleep, but I’m wide awake. I wonder why.” She pressed her mouth in a thin line, narrowing her eyes as if thinking hard. “I know. The hot guy taking me right over the kitchen counter might have chased the sleep away.”

I growled. “Don’t speak about me in third person.”

“Jealous again?”

“Yes. I can’t explain it.”

She squealed, lacing her arms around my neck and glancing at my bed. “And I love it. I have a dangerous proposition. Let’s not go to bed at all. It’s three o’clock, and I need to wake up at six.”

“Why?”

“Tomorrow’s Black Frida

y, remember?”

“Actually, no. Friday after Thanksgiving is always a lazy day for me.”

“Not for those looking for sales. Or those offering sales.”

“You’re going to be exhausted if you don’t sleep.”

“I know. But going to bed for three hours will be even worse. I’ll have a headache the whole day.”

“Okay. I’m on board.”

“So how do you plan to keep me up until morning?”

I pinched her ass. “I thought you were keeping me up.”

“I have a few ideas. But you have to promise not to veto them.”