Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
He’d seen her naked before.
He’d touched her naked body before.
Hell, he’d done a whole lot more than that.
Yet, somehow the way Andy moved the wet sponge over Kat’s back was a new level of intimacy.
It was probably a bad idea to have him in the bathroom with her, and it was absolutely a bad idea to have him washing her naked back. But Kat didn’t care. She’d finally allowed herself to take a day off and it had pretty much turned out to be the worst day ever. If she wanted a little company after the shitty day she’d just had, that didn’t seem like such a bad thing.
Besides, Andy was obviously able to compartmentalize their past a whole lot better than she could. So even if she did want to pull him into the tub with her so he could rub that wet sponge all over the rest of her body while also kissing her until she could no longer feel the pain in her wrist, well, that didn’t matter.
A girl should be allowed to have her fantasies. Especially after a day like hers.
Kat moaned a little and leaned forward to give him better access to her back. “That feels so good, Andy. Don’t stop.”
“I won’t.” His voice was low and controlled.
They sat in silence for a few minutes while she let herself sink into his touch.
Finally, Andy broke the silence. “You know, technically, I think I won.”
She spun around so quickly, she sent a wave of water over the edge of the tub. “What?”
“I mean…” He shrugged. “Technically.”
Something in the way he looked at her heated Kat more thoroughly than even the warmest bath could. “Too bad we didn’t get a chance to make that bet.”
Andy’s nostrils flared, and his eyes darkened. “You have no idea.”
A shot of desire hit her directly between the legs. “So tell me,” Kat said. “If we had made the bet, what were the stakes?”
He lifted the sponge from the water and let the water drip as he squeezed slowly. “You really want to know?”
Oh yes. More than anything, she wanted to know.
“Tell me.” Her words were little more than a whisper.
The sponge stilled momentarily before starting another slow slide over her shoulders. “If I won,” Andy said slowly, “my prize would have been to finish what we started.”
Kat’s breath hitched in her throat.
“Assuming you were agreeable, of course.”
“Of course.” She worked hard to keep her breathing level. “I would have been.”
It was his turn to take in a sharp breath.
“Assuming you would have won,” Kat added with a grin he couldn’t see. “But you didn’t.”
When his movements with the sponge paused once more, Kat turned slowly in the tub so she could look into his eyes.
The way her body vibrated with need, Kat no longer cared who won or lost, as long as he picked up that damn sponge again and put his hands back on her body.
“I totally won.” His voice deepened as he spoke.
“Nobody has won anything yet, Andy.”
A low growl escaped his throat, and he leaned forward until their lips were only inches apart. “Are we doing this again?”
“There doesn’t seem to be any reason not to.” Except for all the reasons Kat wasn’t about to mention. “Besides,” she added. “It’s not like it’s anything serious, right? Just friends?”
“Just friends,” he agreed. “Happy for right now.”
It was her who had come up with the stupid concept in the first place. At the time, it was a means to an end. A way to get him out of her system. Now it was …
Kat swallowed against what she really wanted to say and nodded.
Andy closed the gap between them so his lips were on hers in a soft kiss, but after that build-up, Kat needed a whole lot more than soft. With her good arm, she reached up and threaded it behind his neck, pulling him down to deepen the kiss, her tongue slipping between his lips.
Andy groaned in response and held her face between his hands. Water trailed down her cheek. “Is there room in there for two?”
Kat had never shared her tub with anyone, but there was no doubt of her answer. “Absolutely.”
Seconds later, Andy’s clothes were in a pile on the floor, and he’d slipped into the sudsy, hot water. His cock was painfully hard and throbbing between his legs the way it had been from the moment he’d seen Kat in only her bra and panties. No, that wasn’t true. He’d been in almost a constant state of arousal since seeing her that morning in Craig’s kitchen.
Not that he was about to let thoughts of his best friend interfere with what was about to happen. Not again.
The only thing he was focused on was Kat. And her beautiful, wet, and soapy body directly in front of him.
Andy slid his legs as far as he could to the edges of the tub, so they were sitting in a V.
“I had no idea you could fit two people in here.” Kat flicked some bubbles in his direction .
“So I’m your first then?”
“You wish.”
He did.
It didn’t make any sense at all, but a surge of jealousy shot through him at the idea of Kat being with any other man. She was his Kitty Kat.
But she wasn’t.
No matter what he might want, she’d made it perfectly clear that it was a for right now arrangement.
“If you don’t get over here and kiss me, Andy, I may have to?—”
He moved like a shot, lifting himself up and over her in the bath so water sloshed over the sides of the tub to the tile below. But he didn’t care because, a moment later, his lips were on hers, his body was pressed up against her slippery, wet body, and Andy was kissing her as if his life depended on it.
She groaned under him and wiggled her legs to the sides, so he slipped between them. His hard length pressed up against her belly, and it took all his self-restraint not to take her right there in the tub.
He used one hand to hold himself up, while the other explored her body under the water. “Kat, you’re so damn sexy.” He breathed the words against her ear as he moved his kisses down her neck. He nipped and sucked and for the briefest moment worried that he might be leaving a mark on her skin. But he let the concern float away in the suds as his hand squeezed her breast and pinched her nipple, just enough to make her gasp and arch up into him .
Her good hand moved over his chest and, reflexively, Andy closed his eyes and memorized every inch of her touch. Her fingers felt so good on his skin as they ventured lower until finally— “Oh my God, Kat.”
She squeezed his cock in her hand and began to slowly slide it up and down until his entire body vibrated, and he was only barely holding onto the little grasp of control he’d started with.
“If you keep that up, I’m going to?—”
“And that would be bad because?”
Andy tore himself away from her neck and lifted his head so he looked directly into her eyes. “Because as good as this feels…and damn, does it ever feel good…more than anything, I want to be inside you, Kitty Kat.”
Maybe it was the use of his nickname for her or the detail of what he’d just said, but he felt her tremble beneath him.
A moment later, her hand was gone, and her legs moved up and locked around his waist, holding him against her. His cock was poised at her entrance. “So, what are you waiting for then?”