Erik (Arizona Vengeance 2)

Her head tips back and she gives me a sweet smile. “Deal.”

The interior of Blue’s place is slightly less dreary than the exterior. Her furniture is old and looks secondhand. She doesn’t have any prints on the wall or colorful lamps. Everything looks utilitarian and affordable for a woman who has a disabled brother she’s helping to support on a single income. I’ve come to figure out Blue well enough in the past few weeks to know that she’s got incredible taste and I expected that to reflect in her home décor. Instead, what I see is a woman conserving money and not wasting it on things that aren’t necessary outside of some plants she has sitting around.

“There’s water in the fridge,” she says as she points to the tiny kitchen that sits at the rear of the house, past the living room. “I’ll be right back after I get out of this contraption.”

“Need help?” I ask jokingly and I’m shocked when she says, “Yes.”

She turns around and points to the zipper over her shoulder. “Mind just pulling that down? I can do the rest.”

“Don’t mind at all,” I say. I have no intention of doing anything with her tonight, but I’m not going to miss an opportunity to see some more of her.

Slowly, I lower the zipper and watch the black vinyl peel apart to reveal her back. I pull it all the way down to the small of her back, low enough to see the lace edge of a thong. My groin tightens but I release the zipper and give her a little nudge in the middle of her back. “There you go.”

“Thanks,” she murmurs and then about as unsexy-like as you can imagine, hobbles down a hallway and disappears, presumably into her bedroom on the left.

I get two bottles of water out of the fridge and head back into her living room. I take a seat on the couch and flip through my Instagram while I wait for Blue.

When she reappears, she’s wearing a pair of navy blue sweatpants and a peach T-shirt with a sports bra underneath. Her hair is pulled into a ponytail and her makeup has been washed off.

And this Blue right here is a hundred times sexier than Catwoman Blue and there’s no stopping my cock as it starts to thicken.

I ignore it, though, and point to the opposite end of the couch. “Plant your butt there. Give me your feet.”

Blue snags a bottle of water and flops on the couch. Without hesitation, she puts her feet in my lap. Her toes are painted pink and there are crisscrossed red marks across the top where the seams were cutting into her skin.

I take one foot and start on the bottom, digging my thumb into the tender flesh while Blue groans in a pleasure-pain sort of way. I grin at her as she watches me work.

“That feels amazing,” she says. “I’ve never had a foot rub before.”

I pause in my ministrations, looking at her in surprise. “You’re fucking kidding me.”

“Well, I’ve had like a pedicure before and they rub your feet, but I’ve never had a man do that to me.”

Setting the one foot down, I pick up the other and give it the same attention. “Then you haven’t known a good man before.”

“I’m thinking you might be right,” she agrees softly and my head pops up and tilts her way. She gives me a tender smile. “I misjudged you, Erik.”

I shake my head. “No. You didn’t. You knew exactly the type of guy I used to be, and while I may not be as crass these days as I was back when you and I first met, I definitely wasn’t into monogamy before we reconnected.”

“But you are now?” she asks me.

“I believe I am,” I tell her with a grin as I set her foot down. I hold my hand out to her and she takes it. I give her a hard tug and she sits upright. I tug again and she falls onto my body.

“Let’s make out,” I suggest.

She snickers but by the light in her eyes, I see she likes that idea a lot. Further proof is in the fact that she shifts and straddles one of my thighs as her hands come to my face. Closing her eyes, she dips her mouth to mine and the world just absolutely melts away.

There’s nothing else but Blue.

Lips so soft, tongue tentative and sweet. Her hair silky to the touch and her skin warm as my hand snakes up just under the edge of her T-shirt to press into her back.

Blue tilts her head, opens her mouth more and kisses me deeper. I groan and pull her tighter to me. My hand fists tighter into her hair, hampered by the hair tie somewhat but not giving a fuck. Her hips start to rotate slightly, rubbing herself along the top of my thigh. My dick gets achingly hard as Blue starts to make tiny sounds of need in the back of her throat.