Page 100 of Then Came You

“Not anymore!”

Chuckling, he took her hand and helped her out of bed. They crossed the hall to the bathroom, went inside, and closed the door behind them.

“I can’t wait to get out of this uniform.”

“Let me help you.” She put her hands on the top button of his shirt and started unfastening the buttons.

He eyed her closely, and though she seemed to be concentrating on her task, he could tell that she was still shaken up.

“You must be exhausted,” she said once she’d undone the last button. She pushed his shirt open and slid it down his arms. Then she turned and hung it on the hook on the back of the bathroom door.

“I am. Sorry I woke you.”

“Don’t be.”

She tugged up on his T-shirt, and he took over, lifting it up and off in a flash. He reached behind her and added it to the hook.

She gazed at his chest and then ran her hands over his pecs.

“I’m all sweaty.”

“I need to touch you,” she said softly.

He nodded and watched her small, feminine hands glide over him, simultaneously soothing him and turning him on. When she trailed her fingertip down to the waistband of his pants, he sucked in a breath.

She glanced up at him, smiled, and then resumed undressing him. She unbuckled his belt, slid it through the loops, and hung it on the door. Then she unfastened his pants and peeled them down his legs. By the time she’d hung them up and turned back around, he was rock-hard, his manhood straining against his briefs.

He noticed the rise and fall of her chest in the vee of her robe and wondered if she was naked underneath. They’d talked about it earlier, but maybe after everything that had happened… He lost his train of thought when she lifted the waistband of his briefs over his erection and then slid down his underwear.

He was already breathing heavily, and he hadn’t even touched her yet. Who knew that being undressed by her would be so erotic?

“I was so worried about you,” she said.

He cupped her face in his hands. “I figured. That’s why I called Dax.”

She nodded. “Thank you. I was panicking before he showed up.”

“Oh, sweetheart. I’m so sorry.”

She tipped her face up and parted her lips, inviting his kiss.

He didn’t hesitate. His lips crashed into hers, and all the bottled-up emotions from the evening came pouring out. She went up on her tiptoes, dug her fingers into his shoulders, and pressed her body against him as their mouths and tongues tangled.

She was still wearing her robe, and suddenly he had to get it off, had to feel her skin next to his.

He pulled back and gazed at her, his heart pounding and desire thrumming through his veins.

She licked her lips as he placed his hands on the tie of her robe. He quickly loosened the knot and spread open the robe to reveal her beautiful naked body underneath.

He slipped the robe off her shoulders and reached around to hang it on the hook, which was already weighed down with clothes. Then he took her hands in his and backed them up to the shower.

Neither spoke as he reached inside and turned on the water, adjusting the temperature until it was warm enough. Then he stepped inside and pulled her in with him. He placed his back to the spray to keep it out of her eyes, wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, and pulled her close.

She went up on tiptoes again and twined her arms around his neck. “Welcome home,” she whispered.

He smiled, and then he lost himself in her touch. The touch of her soft curves against his damp skin. The touch of her delicate hands in his hair, on his shoulders and chest, and then drifting lower. The touch of the warm water sluicing down his back, washing away the tension and worries of the night. The touch of her lips and her tongue as it wrapped around his. The press of her hips against his erection and the overwhelming urge to be inside her, to consume her and be consumed by her.

Moving his right hand down, he stroked between her legs, checking to see if she was as ready for him as he was for her. She moaned against his lips and spread her legs further apart. After stroking over her a few more times, he gently inserted a finger, and her muscles clenched around him.