A Perfect Fit(16)

 

 

 

“Until he takes me home in the morning,” Marissa said, contradicting him.

 

 

 

Their gazes clashed. “You’ll go home when the coast is clear.”

 

 

 

“You can’t keep me here against my will.” She crossed her arms. “And if you won’t take me home in the morning I’ll call a taxi.”

 

 

 

Damn, the woman was pigheaded. “Do you think we can just get through the night and talk about it in the morning? I’m damn tired.” He could tell by looking at her that she was, too.

 

 

 

“Well, in case you don’t see me in the morning, I’m catching a flight to Nevada for a job,” Blade cut in. “Don’t know how long I will be. So you and Miss Lambert will have the house to yourselves.” He cast Marissa a quick glance. “If you’ll excuse me.” Without waiting for acknowledgement, he pivoted and left them alone.

 

 

 

Beau stared at Marissa. “Would you like a shower before bed?”

 

 

 

She covered a yawn. “That would be nice.”

 

 

 

Beau turned and expected Marissa to follow him. He turned off the light before leaving the kitchen.

 

 

 

“What am I going to do for clothes, cowboy?”

 

 

 

He chuckled. “You don’t sleep in the nude?”

 

 

 

“Yes, but” she stopped herself.

 

 

 

Beau decided to let her off the hook. “I’ll get you a shirt.” He paused by the bathroom door. “There are clean towels in the closet behind the door. Go ahead and get started, I’ll be right back.”

 

 

 

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Marissa watched Beau walk down the hallway and disappear into a room. Her second wind at the club had completely evaporated, leaving her bone tired and ready to fall. It didn’t help that Beau kept her on the edge of arousal. Twice now, he’d got her worked up enough to explode with pleasure, only to leave her empty and hungry.

 

 

 

She tried to forget what Val had said back at the club as she quickly stripped her clothes off, eyeing the roman tub. It was the size of a small swimming pool. The thought of filling it with hot water and sinking into it up to her neck was too good to ignore, and she didn’t think Beau would mind. She reached for the tap, and that’s when her gaze fell on the bubble bath and salts. Was there a woman in the house? She couldn’t picture three big Texans taking a bubble bath. As the tub filled, Marissa braided her hair.

 

 

 

She lowered herself into the hot soapy water until she was submerged from the neck down. Ohmygod! This feels wonderful! Resting her head against the rim, she closed her eyes. She lost track of time. It could have been a minute or an hour that passed before she heard Beau’s deep voice.

 

 

 

“Sorry I got caught up with a phone”

 

 

 

She smiled without opening her eyes. She could just imagine the look on his rugged face. “I hope you don’t mind but I couldn’t resist a long soak once I saw the tub. This feels so good. I haven’t taken time to relax in a bath in a long while.”

 

 

 

She heard movement but didn’t question it, half-hoping that Beau would join her. Still horny, she began to move her hands over her body beneath the water in the guise of bathing. There was no way he could see what she was doing, which turned her on even more. Finding her clit still swollen and sensitive didn’t surprise her. She flicked her finger over it and barely held back a moan. Was that something brushing up against her leg? She opened her eyes.

 

 

 

Beau was standing above her, his feet in the water on either side of her legs. He was stark naked and fully aroused. Oh my God! The sight of that impressive cock made her salivate, and the inside of her pussy clench as if he’d just entered her. Pre-cum was gathered like a liquid pearl in the slit lining the bulbous head. Spellbound, she watched the moisture form into a small ball before falling. She stuck out her tongue and caught it.

 

 

 

Beau released a hiss and without speaking, sank into the water. She could tell he was highly aroused and that her erotic act caught him by surprise. A lustful heat infused her blood to a boiling point, and had nothing to do with the water. Their gazes locked until it became a challenge as to who was going to look away first. Marissa was stubborn but she had a feeling Beau was just as tenacious. She was aroused, he was aroused, so what was the big deal? They were both consenting adults. It was strangely exciting to give herself to a man she didn’t know.