Actually she had. Briefly, Erica wondered why she had acted so wantonly, so recklessly. But just as quickly, she rejected such limited thinking. It had been so long since she held a man close and gladly gave of her touch and kisses. Nico Sloan felt so right that she could only respond in turn to his generous offerings.
"I don't have any either, Ms. Rael. It was wonderful, superb." As he spoke, Nico stretched and accepted the water bottle she handed him. "I think you're wonderful, too, superbly, gloriously wonderful."
"You know, Mr. Sloan, flowery adjectives will get you everywhere with me." Erica eased along his body and reveled in the feel of his warmth. Despite their recent exertions, he gave off a delightful, tantalizing hint of his aftershave. She finally recognized it as the same scent as his brother's. Well, at least they shared one thing in common, the same preference for cologne.