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The needling warm water drew her nipples to hard peaks. Sensation pulsed from her nipples to the aching juncture of her legs. His hand stalled on her shoulder, his fingers lightly resting on her clavicle.
Jo took hold of his hand. Guided it across the swell of her breast, wanting him to go lower.
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Griff’s chest tightened as he accepted the truth—he’d do anything to keep Jo safe. She made him feel like a different person, like a man who could hope for a better future.
Right now, kneeling behind her, her tantalizing curves laid bare to him, his heart knocked wildly against his ribcage. He slid his hand across the smooth skin of her breastbone to the full curve of her breast, barely daring to breathe. What had started as wanting to soothe her, wash away the pain and stress of the day, had rapidly morphed into something else entirely.
Electricity almost danced from his fingertips to where he touched her. He was so damn hard it was verging on painful, but right now he only wanted to pleasure her, to watch her come apart under his touch, to soothe the pain he saw in her eyes. Maybe if he was a better man, he wouldn’t take advantage of her. She was vulnerable. She’d lost so much. Her brother, her career. He slid his hand lower, spread his fingers across the delicate curve of her belly, loving the way her breathing ramped higher under his touch.
Clearly, he was not that man.
Carefully, he sluiced bubbles from her body. God, she was beautiful.
He angled the shower head between her legs, the jet of warm water exposing her dark curls. Her hips tilted, and she made a small involuntary cry, her hands grabbing the edge of the bath as he played the water over her most sensitive spot.
Primal desire seared his bloodstream. He needed to touch her, feel her skin under his. Unable to stop himself, he explored the velvet softness of the folds between her legs. Jo gasped, spreading her legs a little further apart so he could touch her more easily.
He kissed the curve of her ear, nipped the pad of her earlobe between his teeth as he dove further, loving how she bucked her hips to meet the caress of his hand, his name a mutter of need on her lips. “Griff.” The word was a low sensual groan that went straight to his cock, turning his desire incendiary.
He pushed one finger inside her, and then a second, stretching her, the heel of his hand now rubbing against her clit. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she reached for him, binding her to him, one arm locked around the back of his neck as drove her closer to the pinnacle of her pleasure.
Her breathing grew more ragged, her movements greedier. Water sloshed against the side of the bath, soaking his clothes, but he didn’t care. All he cared about right now was this gorgeous creature under his spell.
She twisted her head, panting, her lips swollen with arousal, her eyes dark and dilated. Her mouth crashed against his, her kiss warm and fucking needy. He was impatient for the taste of her, insatiable for this woman he couldn’t get enough of. He found the nub of her clit, teased it with the glide of his thumb.
Her breath caught as he drove her over the edge and her body tensed, straining against him, shaking as her release powered through her.
Fuck. A throaty moan escaped her, and she sagged, breaking their kiss.
He buried his face in her neck, waiting for her breathing to slow, her eyelids to flutter open.
This was meant to be. With Jo in his arms, something jagged and torn within him closed forever.
Eyelashes fluttered against his skin as he released her and turned off the shower. Water pooled on the floor, but he only had eyes for Jo. Hair decorated her shoulders in dark tendrils, her pupils blown, her lips the color of crushed rose.
She licked the fullness of her bottom lip and reached for him. “The water’s still warm.”
He wanted nothing more. His cock throbbed. He should claim her now. She clearly wanted him. The way her gaze drank in the water-soaked shirt clinging to his chest told him so.
But he couldn’t give her what she wanted. She was vulnerable, her world had been turned upside down, and she was clinging to the one secure thing in her life. He would be a selfish bastard if he took advantage of her when she was at her lowest. When they made love, he wanted it to be because she wanted him and for that reason alone. He stared at the condom dispenser bolted to the wall. Not this time. His throat worked hard. Why did doing the right thing have to be so fucking hard?
“You need to rest.” He lifted the towel from the heated towel rail and held out a hand to help her from the water.
With a tight nod of acquiescence, Jo stepped from the bath and allowed him to wrap the towel around her. He pressed the towel against her skin, blotting up the water.
Her gaze dropped to the enormous bulge at his crotch, doubt flaring in her eyes. “Are you sure?”
“One hundred percent.” He smacked her ass lightly with the palm of his hand. “Now, do as you’re told.”
She sucked in her lower lip and his control teetered on a precipice, remembering the small animal mewls she’d made as she’d orgasmed under his command.
He shook his head. Jo needed more than keeping safe. She needed looking after and he was going to do just that.
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Griff brought the rental van to a halt at the submarine base gates. The gates were over twelve feet high and topped with razor wire. Imposing.
