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“Right now you need to get these cold, wet clothes off.” He gave me one more soft kiss, then guided me to the bathroom. “You need to take a shower, and then,” he leaned in, his next words a low rumble in my ear, “you’re going to lie in bed and do as you’re fucking told.”
Chapter 23
James followedme into the bathroom, stepping around me to turn on the water.
“Arms up,” he ordered, determination in his eyes.
“I can do it myself,” I protested, wrapping my arms around my middle. I already felt exposed. I had no qualms about being naked, but in that moment, I needed to hold on to every little bit of control I could get. However, with James, giving up control was easy. I don’t know why I ever questioned it—questionedhim. He’d proved himself time and time again and yet, I fought him left and right.
Maybe it was time to stop.
“I know you can, love,” he said with a smile, “but you don’thaveto. Especially when you’ve got the man youloveto do it for you.”
I rolled my eyes, then yelped as his icy fingers slipped beneath my shirt and grazed my bare skin. “If you’re going to keep teasing me about it, I’ll take it back.”
But I lifted my arms as he worked my sweater off me. “Say it again. Please.”
The heavy,wet fabric hit the tiled floor with aplop. James’s hands dropped to my belt but for the first time in our relationship, I kept my eyes on his. “I love you.” The words felt strange on my lips, barely more than a whisper. I hadn’t said them to a partner since Erin.
Quick, talented fingers worked my belt loose. “Again,” he pleaded.
“I love you.”
Our lips met. His hands worked my jeans open, peeling the wet denim down my thighs.
“I love you,” I gasped, coming up for air.
James dropped to his knees, working the laces open on my boots. First the left, and I kicked free, then the right. He reached up, hooking his fingers behind the waistband of my underwear and stripping me of those as well. My hard cock sprang free and bobbed in front of his mouth. He licked his lips, hungry eyes finding mine.
“I love you.” My voice was raspy now, thick with desire.
Deeming my offer sufficient, his tongue darted out to lick the head. I hissed and shuffled on the spot, only to groan in protest when he pulled off and straightened to his full height.
“I love you too,” he returned, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me in for another kiss. Our bodies flush together, my dick ground against the rough denim of his pants. “And I’m going to take my time with you tonight.” He brushed his nose against mine. “I’m going to spendhoursshowing you how much I love you.”
James moved away and I whimpered at the loss. He stripped, indicating the shower. “Get in.”
I considered being a brat and disobeying him just to see what would happen, but the thought of that shower was too inviting and without James’s body heat, I was shivering.
So, I did the only thing I could do: I did as I was told.
I moaned at the warm water on my skin—though it wasn’t hot enough for my liking. I reached for the knob, but James caught my hand midair. “Slowly. You want to ease yourself into it.”
I relaxed into his arms, knowing that he wasn’t just talking about hot water. With my eyes closed, I let him smooth his hands over my body as the spray wetted my hair. The new length would take some getting used to.
“I love the new hair,” he murmured in my ear, sliding his fingers through the wet strands to feel for himself.
“I was starting to think you hadn’t noticed.”
“What I noticed is that you’re still in the safe zone because I still have plenty to grab onto.” He proved his point, clenching a handful in his fist. I hissed at the sting—but my cock loved it. “Hands on the wall, love.”
I obeyed, splaying my hands across the tile in front of me. James pressed in close to my back, and his thick length against my crease had me fighting the urge to buck backward.
“I know what you’re thinking,” he teased, rubbing his hands over my waist, “but I need you to be patient. I promise it’ll be worth it.”
Part of me wanted to fight him, to fuck myself against him until he painted my back with his release. Instead, I rested my forehead against the slick tile, relishing in his hands exploring my body. James used his lips and fingers to map out every inch of my skin while the water thawed the icy chill in my bones, only pausing to gradually increase the temperature of the water.
He trailed soft kisses over my shoulders, down the center of my back, and along my spine. He sank to his knees, large hands kneading my ass and pulling my cheeks apart to tease between them. I rocked back into his touch—only for him to shove me forward.
