Saddled by Delilah Devlin Read Free Book Online

Why don't you give me a leg?" He patted his belly. "Put your foot here."
    52
    Saddled
    by Delilah Devlin
    She stared at him, at his belly, then dropped her glance to the cock bobbing toward the surface. Her throat moved as she swallowed, but she timidly lifted one leg above the water and set her heel against his abdomen.
    Bobby didn't comment, didn't dare tease her again. He smoothed his expression free of amusement and worked lather into the wash cloth then gently lifted her foot to wash it.
    Slowly, as he passed the cloth over her foot, separating toes and being careful not to tickle, she began to relax. He scrubbed up her ankle, behind her knee and over it, then smoothed up the outside of her thigh.
    She pretended unconcern with his direction, but two bright spots of color brightened her cheeks as he slid the cloth between her legs.
    He halted just beneath her pussy and patted his belly again.
    She was quicker this time to give him the other leg. This time he did smile, pleased with her eagerness for him to proceed.
    When he'd finished with the leg, he placed it in the water between his legs. "Why don't you turn around and let me scrub your back?"
    Kate sat up and wiped a hand on the towel where she'd rested her head, then reached back to twist her hair and hold it above her damp shoulders. Finally, she turned to give him her back.
    "Come closer. I won't be able to reach all the interesting parts from here."
    53
    Saddled
    by Delilah Devlin
    Her soft, disgruntled snort didn't faze him a bit. As soon as he began smoothing the cloth over her back, she leaned her elbow on the rim of the tub and sighed.
    "So why don't you tell me what you were doing with a guy who cares so little about you he'd do another girl in the bed he shared with you?"
    "I wish I knew."
    "Come on, something about him attracted you."
    "It's embarrassing."
    "There's no one here but me. Who the hell am I gonna tell?" he said softly, continuing to scrub in soothing circles up and down her spine.
    "David and I were introduced by a mutual friend. He's a junior partner in a prestigious law firm in Sacramento. I write copy for the newspaper. I guess I was flattered when he asked me out. He's got money, family money, and he knows everyone. My family didn't have a lot when I was growing up, and I let myself get impressed with everything he offered." Her head swiveled, and she gave him a look that had his gut tightening. "This wasn't the first time he cheated."
    "You were willing to put up with that?"
    "I thought I could. But when he brought it right inside our bedroom, something snapped. I grabbed his keys and ran."
    "You deserve better than that."
    "Maybe I deserved what I got."
    Bobby dropped the cloth and began to massage her shoulders and back with his bare hands. "Maybe you just haven't figured out what's important to you yet."
    "I thought the security he offered would be enough." 54
    Saddled
    by Delilah Devlin
    "Money's important," he murmured, more to keep her talking than in agreement.
    "It didn't make me happy."
    "Then take some time to figure out what does." He scooted a little closer and glided his hands around her waist, then reached for the bar of soap and worked up a lather before smoothing sudsy hands over her shoulders and the tops of her breasts.
    Closer now, he brushed his lips along the side of her neck.
    "You know, I've never shared a bath with a man," she said, sounding a little breathless.
    "Then you've missed out on one of life's little pleasures." She let go of her hair and settled her back against his chest, her hands cupping his knees. When he slipped down to palm her breasts, they jutted against his palms. "I didn't think I liked you very much."
    "Don't pay my mouth any attention at all," he drawled. "I don't mean half the things I say."
    "I think you try to keep people disarmed, at a distance, even when you're sunk deep inside a woman." Bobby groaned. "Don't mention my dick. I'm trying to be a nice guy here."
    "You are, you know. Nice.