sex again because I’m too sore. He doesn’t care, he does it because he can and wants to, not to gain anything.
“When I was in university, I got drunk and tried to cook. It didn’t go well,” he replies, making me laugh as he kisses my cheek and takes his hand back to finish cleaning me.
I sigh. “I never asked… What happened to Justin’s mom?”
He doesn’t even skip a beat, his sudsy hands curving over my belly, still washing me. “Nothing, it was a one-night stand. I was young and still building my company with no time for relationships. We met in a bar, and I didn’t even get her name. Two years later, she found me and told me I had a son. After that, we split raising him. I had him every weekend and she had him during the week. It worked, even when she got married. We became friends of a sort. I never wanted kids at that age, but it made me work ten times harder to provide everything for him I never had.”
“You’re a good father,” I murmur.
He laughs, kissing my cheek. “I hope so, it doesn’t stop them from making their own mistakes. Like you.”
“Uh, you think I was a mistake?”
“For him? Yes. He never stood a chance with you. You would have realised that, even if he didn’t cheat. You’re too much for him to handle, too outspoken, a dreamer, creative. Justin, as much as I love him, is a very small-minded man.”
I think his words through. He’s probably right. “So you never settled down?” I ask curiously.
He shrugs as he washes my legs. “My company took off, and work became my life when he moved out. The years passed so quickly… Angel, no one ever made me want to. They see me, and they see the money attached to my name, they see a good life. Eventually, I got tired of the snakes and just gave up trying…until you.”
“Me?” I almost squeak.
He chuckles deeply. “Yes, you. With your goddamn innocent eyes and kind nature, you had me with one fucking smile, Angel. You are nothing like anyone I’ve met before. You don’t want anything, yet I want to give you the whole world.”
I shiver at that, unsure what to say. How did sex with Tyler get so deep so fast? I just got out of a complicated relationship, so I’m not looking for another one. I should walk away now before he gets the wrong idea.
He must feel it, because he stills. “I’m not asking for anything, Angel. Not yet, but we both know this was more than sex, you can get that from anyone. You came to me for a reason, and when you figure out what it is, I’ll still be here waiting. I’ve waited years for the right woman, I can wait a little longer.”
I ignore his words, not ready for what he’s saying, and he drops it. Part of me feels like I’m only just meeting Tyler—well, this side of him anyway. This intimacy is new, but then the other half of me knows him better than anyone. I know what makes him laugh, how his lips tilt to the right when he smiles. How he likes his coffee, his dreams, his hopes…
He grabs my pussy hard, possessively, like he owns it, and goddamn if I don’t rub myself against that hand, even though he’s just trying to take care of me. It does the trick though—it pulls me from my thoughts and brings my attention to the hard cock pressed against my ass. His rough palm cups my sex… No more thinking, Lexi. None of it matters right now. I don’t care how messed up this is, I want this man every goddamn waking minute. Every brush of his fingers creates a mix of agony and pleasure, his rough palm grinding into my clit until I gasp. The water laps against my hard nipples, making my cheeks heat and heart slam.
He kisses my temple, making me sigh in disappointment as he washes me and then drains the water before helping me out.
“Come on, Angel, you need to eat and sleep.”
“Is that right?” I grin as he crouches and lifts my feet, drying them before placing a kiss on each and putting it back down. He glances up at me, those dark eyes smouldering as they meet mine.
“Yes, because I plan on spending tomorrow between your thighs, so you better rest while I let you.”
Tyler
I’m old enough to