<span id="kobo.9.1">T<span id="kobo.10.1">he next day, I seriously<span id="kobo.11.1"> had to fight the urge to pinch myself. <span id="kobo.11.2">I’d thoughtst night was fantastic, but today was even more so. <span id="kobo.11.3">It was by no means beautiful outside—the fog was thick on theke—but Dom had started the electric firece.
<span id="kobo.12.1">‘This is so cozy,’ I said, making myselffortable on the love seat. <span id="kobo.12.2">At least that was what I called it, as it was the shorter arm of the L-shaped couch. <span id="kobo.12.3">It couldfortably fit two people lying next to each other.
<span id="kobo.13.1">Dom sat right behind me, cing his legs on the outer sides of mine. <span id="kobo.13.2">I pushed my hair to one side as he kissed the back of my neck.
<span id="kobo.14.1">I could feel my entire body rxing even though I had so much going on. <span id="kobo.14.2">I hadn’t heard from Den in regard to Malcolm, but I was trying not to think about it.
<span id="kobo.15.1">‘What happened?’ <span id="kobo.15.2">he asked against my skin.
<span id="kobo.16.1">‘What?’ <span id="kobo.16.2">I asked.
<span id="kobo.17.1">‘You tensed up all of a sudden.’
<span id="kobo.18.1">‘I just have a lot of tension gathered right here.’ <span id="kobo.18.2">I pointed to a spot just below where he’d kissed me before.
<span id="kobo.19.1">I didn’t want to tell him what was going on with Malcolm. <span id="kobo.19.2">This weekend was too beautiful to ruin it with any talk of him. <span id="kobo.19.3">Besides, Dom couldn’t do anything about it.
<span id="kobo.20.1">‘Is that just a trick to make me touch you here?’
<span id="kobo.21.1">I giggled. <span id="kobo.21.2">‘I didn’t know I needed any tricks.’
<span id="kobo.22.1">‘You don’t.’ <span id="kobo.22.2">He tugged my pajama top down until it reached the middle of my back, then kissed a straight line from the base of my neck down to where the fabric covered skin. <span id="kobo.22.3">My center pulsed on each kiss.
<span id="kobo.23.1">‘I love this. <span id="kobo.23.2">I can practically feel every muscle rxing. <span id="kobo.23.3">Why am I wasting my time with professional massages when I can just get you to kiss me?’
<span id="kobo.24.1">‘That’s right. <span id="kobo.24.2">Every time you need it, just let me know.’
<span id="kobo.25.1">I grinned. <span id="kobo.25.2">‘Really? <span id="kobo.25.3">What will you do? <span id="kobo.25.4">Pop up at the office?’
<span id="kobo.26.1">‘Don’t put it past me. <span id="kobo.26.2">I’m at your beck and call.’
<span id="kobo.27.1">He doesn’t mind possibly running into my family?
<span id="kobo.28.1">‘You’re doing that thing again,’ he said, putting a hand on my belly and kissing back up my neck. <span id="kobo.28.2">‘You’re thinking about something that makes you tense.’
<span id="kobo.29.1">I turned around, narrowing my eyes. <span id="kobo.29.2">‘Can you read minds or something?’
<span id="kobo.30.1">‘No, but I can read your body.’
<span id="kobo.31.1">‘And what is it telling you?’
<span id="kobo.32.1">He lowered his gaze. <span id="kobo.32.2">‘Right now? <span id="kobo.32.3">That you already want me.’
<span id="kobo.33.1">I looked down, curious as to what he was seeing. <span id="kobo.33.2">My top had shifted a bit, and my nipples were visible and peeking out.
<span id="kobo.34.1">‘You’re touching me and kissing me. <span id="kobo.34.2">Nothing I can do about that.’
<span id="kobo.35.1">He put two fingers under my chin, pressing his lips to mine. <span id="kobo.35.2">‘No, but <span id="kobo.36.1">I<span id="kobo.37.1"> can.’
<span id="kobo.38.1">‘I bet,’ I replied. <span id="kobo.38.2">‘And it is the perfect day for this, isn’t it? <span id="kobo.38.3">What terrible weather. <span id="kobo.38.4">Thank goodness we went exploringst night.’
<span id="kobo.39.1">‘I could still show you the house.’
<span id="kobo.40.1">I frowned. <span id="kobo.40.2">‘I already saw it.’
<span id="kobo.41.1">‘You didn’t see the basement. <span id="kobo.41.2">I think you’re going to enjoy it.”
<span id="kobo.42.1">I scrunched my nose. <span id="kobo.42.2">‘Basements aren’t my favorite ces. <span id="kobo.42.3">They’re dark and creepy.’
<span id="kobo.43.1">He kissed my temple. <span id="kobo.43.2">‘Not this one. <span id="kobo.43.3">Tell me when you want to explore.’
<span id="kobo.44.1">‘You’ve made me curious, so I want to see it now.’
<span id="kobo.45.1">He took my hand and led me to the door that led to the basement. <span id="kobo.45.2">I couldn’t imagine I’d like it more than the living room.
<span id="kobo.46.1">But I was wrong. <span id="kobo.46.2">It wasn’t really a basement because it had a window overlooking the garden. <span id="kobo.46.3">It was much smaller than the one in the living room, of course, but it wasn’t at all cave-like. <span id="kobo.46.4">It had a spa and sauna, a whirlpool, and even a gym.
<span id="kobo.47.1">I sighed as I took it all in. <span id="kobo.47.2">‘I don’t think I’ll go back. <span id="kobo.47.3">You can just leave me here to be the house sitter or something.’
<span id="kobo.48.1">He grinned, taking me in his arms from behind. <span id="kobo.48.2">I loved when he randomly hugged me—it made me feel safe, and that wasn’t a sensation I was familiar with.
<span id="kobo.49.1">‘We cane back here next weekend if you want to, Reese.’
<span id="kobo.50.1">Not only did he make me feel safe but also happy.
<span id="kobo.51.1">I turned around, moving my hands up his arms to his shoulders. <span id="kobo.51.2">‘I want to test out everything: the gym, the sauna, and the whirlpool. <span id="kobo.51.3">Although, I didn’t bring a bathing suit.’
<span id="kobo.52.1">‘That’s not a problem.’
<span id="kobo.53.1">I raised a brow. <span id="kobo.53.2">‘Are you trying to talk me into skinny-dipping?’
<span id="kobo.54.1">‘You’re the one who brought it up.’
<span id="kobo.55.1">‘True. <span id="kobo.55.2">Hmm. <span id="kobo.55.3">What to start with first? <span id="kobo.55.4">Maybe the gym.’
<span id="kobo.56.1">‘You have workout clothes with you?’ <span id="kobo.56.2">he asked.
<span id="kobo.57.1">I rolled my eyes. <span id="kobo.57.2">‘Duh. <span id="kobo.57.3">Have you seen my luggage? <span id="kobo.57.4">I packed everything I thought coulde in handy—except a bathing suit, since I figured it would be too cold to swim. <span id="kobo.57.5">How about you?’
<span id="kobo.58.1">‘I run in the morning, so I brought my sneakers.’
<span id="kobo.59.1">‘I like working out, but watching you while I do it would be extra motivation,’ I said.
<span id="kobo.60.1">The gym was small—a few weight stations, a cross-trainer, a treadmill, and a rowing machine—but it was more than enough.
<span id="kobo.61.1">‘Come on, let’s go upstairs and grab our things.’
<span id="kobo.62.1">Half an hourter, he was running on the treadmill, and I went on the cross-trainer. <span id="kobo.62.2">It was perfectly positioned so I had a good view of him and the outdoors.
<span id="kobo.63.1">This was the happiest day I’d had in a long time. <span id="kobo.63.2">I loved watching Dom sweat on the treadmill, and it was motivating me to do the same.
<span id="kobo.64.1">After finishing my cardio, I went to the mat and did my Ptes sequence while he moved to the ab bench and then to the weights. <span id="kobo.64.2">Thetter was definitely my favorite—those delicious muscles practically pumped up from the effort. <span id="kobo.64.3">After finishing my routine, Iy down and propped up on my elbows, watching him.
<span id="kobo.65.1">‘Enjoying the show?’ <span id="kobo.65.2">he asked with a grin as he sat up straight on the weight bench.
<span id="kobo.66.1">‘Yep, and I’m not even sorry.’
<span id="kobo.67.1">‘Are you done?’ <span id="kobo.67.2">he asked.
<span id="kobo.68.1">‘Yes, but I don’t even have the energy to get up.’
<span id="kobo.69.1">He walked toward me at azy pace. <span id="kobo.69.2">Yum. <span id="kobo.69.3">I never found sweaty men appealing, but Dom definitely was. <span id="kobo.69.4">He extended both hands to me. <span id="kobo.69.5">I first gave him the left one and then the right, and he pulled me to my feet.
<span id="kobo.70.1">We showered in the bathroom he had downstairs. <span id="kobo.70.2">It was small, so we had to take turns, and there was no room for any sexy activity.
<span id="kobo.71.1">While Dom washed up, I stood in the shower door. <span id="kobo.71.2">Every time he turned around, I squeezed his ass. <span id="kobo.71.3">I heard himugh in between the sound of water spilling all over the ce.
<span id="kobo.72.1">After he turned off the faucet and faced me, he made to move forward, but I stepped back quickly.
<span id="kobo.73.1">‘So this isn’t a two-way street, huh?’ <span id="kobo.73.2">he asked.
<span id="kobo.74.1">‘No, not at all. <span id="kobo.74.2">It’s an all-you-can-eat buffet for me, but not for you.’
<span id="kobo.75.1">‘And why is that?’
<span id="kobo.76.1">‘Because if you fondle me, we might end up back in bed.”
<span id="kobo.77.1">‘I’m good with that.’
<span id="kobo.78.1">I looked around. <span id="kobo.78.2">“I want to test the rest of the stuff first.”
<span id="kobo.79.1">‘Then let’s get in the sauna,’ he said.
<span id="kobo.80.1">He’d turned it on before we’d started working out, so it was smoking hot when we stepped inside. <span id="kobo.80.2">I wrapped my towel around myself so my skin wasn’t in contact with the wood.
<span id="kobo.81.1">‘Can I put some of this water on the coals?’ <span id="kobo.81.2">I asked. <span id="kobo.81.3">There was a bucket of water next to the fake coals. <span id="kobo.81.4">Spraying them would get some humidity in the air.
<span id="kobo.82.1">‘Sure. <span id="kobo.82.2">You can even put some essential oils in the water, too, if you want to. <span id="kobo.82.3">They’re on the shelf right outside.’
<span id="kobo.83.1">‘Do you have any preference?’ <span id="kobo.83.2">I asked him.
<span id="kobo.84.1">‘No. <span id="kobo.84.2">Choose whatever you want, Reese.’
<span id="kobo.85.1">I picked the onebeled Pine and put a few drops in the basket before setting the little bottle back outside.
<span id="kobo.86.1">‘I’ll pour the water,’ he insisted. <span id="kobo.86.2">‘It’s hot, and I don’t want you to burn yourself.’
<span id="kobo.87.1">‘Okay.’ <span id="kobo.87.2">Honestly, I didn’t think I would burn myself, but I liked that he was so protective of me.
<span id="kobo.88.1">The second the water fell on the coals, heat filled the room, and the smell was absolutely amazing.
<span id="kobo.89.1">I inhaled deeply, then sighed. <span id="kobo.89.2">‘I love this. <span id="kobo.89.3">The scent of pine is rxing.’
<span id="kobo.90.1">He sat down next to me, smiling brilliantly. <span id="kobo.90.2">‘I’m d you’re having a good time.’
<span id="kobo.91.1">‘I am. <span id="kobo.91.2">How long do you think we’ll be able to take the heat?’ <span id="kobo.91.3">I asked.
<span id="kobo.92.1">‘Probably five minutes.’
<span id="kobo.93.1">‘Okay.’
<span id="kobo.94.1">Three minutester, I practically burst out the door, as did Dom.
<span id="kobo.95.1">‘That was intense,’ I eximed.
<span id="kobo.96.1">We were both red and sweating.
<span id="kobo.97.1">‘You know, in Northern Europe, they go outside and take a swim in cold water after going in the sauna,’ he said.
<span id="kobo.98.1">‘Um, no thanks. <span id="kobo.98.2">I hate the cold.”
<span id="kobo.99.1">‘I thought you might say that.’
<span id="kobo.100.1">‘Let’s take another shower, shall we? <span id="kobo.100.2">Just to wash off the sweat. <span id="kobo.100.3">I promise I’ll keep my hands off you.’ <span id="kobo.100.4">I winked at him.
<span id="kobo.101.1">‘Mm, we’ll see.’
<span id="kobo.102.1">I moved my hips in an exaggerated manner right before a ripping sound filled the air. <span id="kobo.102.2">A secondter, I realized he’d yanked off my towel.
<span id="kobo.103.1">I gasped, looking at him over my shoulder. <span id="kobo.103.2">‘Give a girl some warning.”
<span id="kobo.104.1">I hurried to the shower, turning it on. <span id="kobo.104.2">Even though the stall was tiny, he stepped inside with me and kissed me deeply. <span id="kobo.104.3">He immediately moved his hands toward my ass, fondling it, and this time I didn’t stop him. <span id="kobo.104.4">This weekend was amazing, and I didn’t want it to end.