came up to cup her breast. And when his thumb brushed across her nipple, she drew in a sharp breath. She didn’t need words to express her pleasure at his movements, she just let her body do the talking by writhing against him.
His body knew exactly how to respond, hard and exciting and sliding between her thighs in a delicious tease of thrust and parry that left her damp and trembling.
He moved away, but she heard the tearing of a package, and then he was right back there, against her, his cock probing as he reached his hand around to find her clit and make her ready.
She was more than ready. So when he slid inside of her, she was the one making moaning sounds. And then it was all breaths and Jason kissing her neck, heavy breathing and moans and the two of them moving slowly against each other until she peaked with a gasp, and Jason shuddered right after.
Now that was the perfect way to begin the day.
They stayed like that for a few minutes and Erin enjoyed the feeling of being in Jason’s arms. Until Puddy’s face appeared at the side of the bed.
“Hi, Puds,” she said, reaching out to rub her hand over him.
“He needs to go out,” Jason said. “I’ll take care of it.”
“Mind if I take a shower?”
“No. Go ahead. I’ll make coffee while you do that.”
They both got out of bed and Erin went into the hall bathroom and took a quick shower, wishing she had a change of clothes with her. But she didn’t, so she had to put on last night’s clothes. Then she found her purse and grabbed her hairbrush to comb out the tangles in her hair.
Now she needed some damn coffee. She made her way into the kitchen to find Jason sitting at the island with his cup. He was scrolling through his phone while Puddy had his face in his food bowl.
“Hey,” she said, leaning over to press a kiss to the side of his neck.
“Hey. You smell good.”
“In yesterday’s clothes, unfortunately.” She walked over to the coffeemaker to pour herself a cup.
“You could leave a change of clothes here.”
Her hand stilled. She turned around. “Are you comfortable with that?”
“Well, yeah. Are you?”
“I guess. I don’t know. I mean, we’re just fooling around, right?”
His lips curved. “Definitely fooling around.”
“Doesn’t me leaving clothes here imply something else?”
“I don’t even know what you’re talking about, Erin. I just figured if you ended up spending the night sometimes, you might want fresh clothes for the next day. It’s not a big deal unless you make it one.”
He was right. She was reading way too much into it. It wasn’t like he’d asked her to move in or anything. She needed to relax and roll with it. This thing with Jason was all about having fun and reclaiming her joy.
“So what’s on tap for today?” he asked. “A wedding, I presume?”
Oh, right. It was Saturday. And, fortunately, it was early in the day and the wedding wasn’t until tonight. “Yes. An evening event.”
“Do you have time for me to make breakfast?”
Her lips curved. “I have time.”
“Good.”
They ended up making breakfast together, because Erin wasn’t the type to sit and watch. They had pancakes and eggs and sausages, which were all delicious. Then they cleaned up and Jason drove her back to the restaurant so she could pick up her car. He opened the truck door for her and helped her out.
“What are your plans for today?” she asked.
“Working on the master bathroom.”
“Fun.”
He laughed. “Yeah.”
He pulled her against him. “Any wedding stuff tomorrow?”
She shook her head. “No. We have a free Sunday.”
“Good. How about I take you fishing with me tomorrow?”
Her brows shot up. “Fishing? Do I look like the kind of girl who likes to go fishing?”
“Yes, you do. You’d love to get up before dawn and go fishing with me.”
At the moment, his hands roamed up and down her back, and she’d love to do just about anything with him.
“Okay. Let’s go fishing before dawn tomorrow. And then after that we’ll go shopping. I need some new shoes.”
She wished she had her phone out so she could capture the look of horror on his face.
“Shopping. You mean like at the mall?”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I mean.”
He grimaced. “Okay. Fishing, then shopping. But I’ve seen your shoe collection, Miss Bellini. And you do not need new shoes.”
“I beg to differ. And you agreed to go.”
“I did, didn’t I?” He bent and