“I should never have come here, not like this,” he admitted. “It was wrong of me.”
My eyes glistened with tears. “You think what we just did was wrong?”
He looked mortified. “Hell, no.”
“Then what do you mean?”
He stopped cleaning me and settled himself back on the edge of the tub.
“I wasn’t in a good place. I’d been drinking. What happened between us shouldn’t have happened. Not under those circumstances.”
“Is that…how you always like sex?” I asked, something that had been on my mind ever since he tied my hands.
Kerr grinned. “Sometimes I like to play.”
“Oh.”
“Sex is different every time,” he said gently. “Sometimes, it’s hard. Sometimes, it’s soft”
“Like Tahoe,” I murmured.
Kerr smiled. “Yes, like Tahoe. And sometimes I like to play.”
“So we were just playing?”
“Yes,” he replied, swirling his finger in the water close to my thigh. “It’s not something I expected to do with you this quickly, but I tend to lose control whenever I’m around you. It’s a bad habit of mine.”
I smiled.
I liked the idea I could make him lose control.
“You liked it.”
“Is that a bad thing?”
Kerr shook his head. “Never, you say the word and we can play anytime you want.”
“What word should I use?” I asked, sitting up a little in the water.
Kerr started to laugh, proper belly rumbling laughter. Then he leaned forward and planted a quick hard kiss on my forehead.
“Why are you laughing?” I scrunched up my nose. “What’s so funny?”
As entertaining as his laughter was, I refused to join in when it was at my expense.
“You are fucking amazing; do you know that?”
“I don’t understand why you’re laughing.”
“Freckles, most people choose a word for when they want to stop. You want to choose one for starting.”
“Oh.”
“Well, choose one then.”
“No.” I covered my eyes in horror.
“Sloane.” His tone changed back to commanding. “Choose a word for when you want to play, and I’ll make it happen.”
“You’re serious?”
“Deadly.”
I sighed, knowing there was no way I was getting out of this. “Okay then…Scarlett.”
Kerr nodded his approval. “The color of your hair.”
“No.” I flicked some bubbles at him. “The color of my ass when you spanked it.”
Kerr chuckled, “Scarlett it is.”
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