Chapter 21

He pulled on the towel and after a moment, she let it loosen a bit so that he could peer at her back.

He stared at the smooth expanse of her back. It was perfectly healed, the skin returned to its milky color, and he couldn’t see a single blemish or bruise.

“See, it’s fine. It doesn’t hurt at all.” She turned her head to look at her back and he gently pushed her head forward.

“Actually,” he lied, “there’s still some bruising.”

“There is not,” she protested.

“There is.” He bent and kissed between her shoulder blades. “There’s one right here.” He kissed the back of her left shoulder. “And right here.”

He kissed the curve of her spine. “Another here.”

She shivered prettily. “It doesn’t hurt.”

He reached around her and cupped her breasts through the towel. “I think you’d better use me one more time—just to be on the safe side.”

He kissed her neck, licking the droplets of water from her skin as she moaned and pressed her ass against h