Jeff deposited her gently in the very center of the bed, so she was reclining back onto the pillows.
"I've been wanting to do that ever since I saw you stand up on your hurt feet," he confessed. "But I didn't think you'd appreciate it before."
"Well, you were right," Leah said, trying to pull herself together. "But, well, that was okay."
It was more than okay. She'd felt like a blushing bride. And Jeff hadn't seemed to be bothered by how much she weighed at all—he'd just picked her up as though she was as light as a feather. A smile was spreading over her face. She felt happier than she’d been in a long, long time.
"Glad to hear it." Jeff came to join her on the bed.
Leah held up a hand, flushed with a confidence she’d never felt in bed before. "Hold up."
He raised his eyebrows. "What?"
"One of us here is significantly behind on the clothing front.” She tried to sound severe, but that same smile kept threatening to break through.
Jeff looked down at his fully-clothed body. "You're right. My most sincere apologies."
"Well, fix it right now, and I guess I won't hold it against you."
"Will you hold something against me?" he asked, his eyes glinting as he looked her body up and down.
Leah pulled a pillow over her face. "Augh."
This was fun, she realized. Who knew sex could be so fun?
"Sorry, sorry. That was too cheesy, I know. Look, I'm taking my clothes off."
Leah got the pillow away from her eyes as quickly as she could. Sure enough, Jeff was st
ripping off his shirt, revealing all of those incredible golden muscles. The way they shifted as he tugged it over his head and tossed it aside made her briefly absentminded.
Then he started on his pants.
Leah knew her mouth had dropped open, but she didn’t care. That golden skin kept its beautiful color all the way down, and his narrow hips, his muscular thighs, and of course his cock...God, he was big. And hard. From eating her out?
Rob hadn't liked going down on her, and had only done it a couple of times while they were together. He definitely hadn't gotten turned on by it. But Jeff had said That was fantastic, and now, stripping down for her, he was as hard as a rock.
Then he turned away to pick up his clothes.
"You're doing that on purpose." Leah cleared her throat—her voice was throaty and full of desire.
Jeff glanced over his shoulder, grinning. "I'm just cleaning up the floor."
"Your nice ass is just cleaning up the floor. Get over here."
Jeff turned around. “Oh, you like it?”
“You know I—come here.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He came to her, grinning.
Leah laughed a little. “This is weird.”
“What’s weird?” He settled next to her, smiling.
“I guess I’m just not used to joking around during sex. Or just...laughing.” Rob had joked sometimes, but she’d never thought it was that funny.
Jeff trailed his fingers in a soft touch along her jaw. “I love that you’re laughing. Sex is fun, and it can be funny, and even when it’s as serious as it gets...laughing means you’re happy. It means you’re comfortable and having a good time. And that’s what I want most of all, so laugh all you want.” He smiled.