“This is just courtesy.” I pulled the leather out with a whisk. The end of the belt snapped against his bare stomach, eliciting a sharp hiss. “You’ve had a very long day. I’m helping you get ready for bed.”
The eyes that came back up to mine were noticeably darker. “Is that what you call it?”
“I want you to have everything you can to make this night as perfect as you thought it was going to be,” I said with the utmost sincerity. “For me, it’s already hit that mark.”
He believed me. It was there on his face, incapable of hiding away. That was all I’d hoped for.
I’d stopped undressing him, playing out the flirtation while he could still make up his mind how far he wanted to take this. I told him the truth. I didn’t need s*x tonight. If we fell into bed and held each other until morning,
