pressed her lips to each inch she exposed and reveled in how his body relaxed under her attention.
“Pepper.” His head fell back against the wall as he chucked her name out.
Ten seconds. She would stay here for ten seconds and if he called her again like that, she wouldn’t—couldn’t— resist what he pulled to the surface. And it would be all his fault.
“Love, look at me.” His hand slid up the back of her head and dug deep into the locks of her hair that had fallen from the bun to hang loosely down her back at some point, forcing a moan from her lips.
She complied.
“You’re killing me, baby. Every second you touch me you bring something to life inside me. Something I’m not sure I wanted before you.” The tangled mesh of tension that served as the underbelly to their relationship slipped away to leave a newly found peace. But could she trust it? Trust that it wasn’t the emotions of the moment speaking? She was so damned confused. One second he pushed her away and the next he pulled her in with words she didn’t quite know how to interpret.
Kneeling by his feet, the crest of his cock teasing her closer, she shoved everything else to the back of her mind. For now, she would care for him and all the matters of the heart could be examined later.
With his pants opened at the waist, she slipped her thumbs inside the zipper and slowly pulled the sides open.
Metal rasped against metal and in less than five seconds she had him stripped of jeans, boots and every stitch of clothing he wore. Bared to her, she could care for him in one of two ways.
Angling away from him, she rose, scraping her nails lightly over the hardened flesh of his cock then higher to his chiseled abs. He gasped and caught her hand, bringing it to his chest.
“I could say the same thing.” Every word he’d spoken, she’d felt. Dammit. Her voice shook, and he picked up on it with how his heartbeat quickened beneath her palm.
Faster than she thought he could move, he had her pinned against him and the ends of her shirt fisted in his fingers.
“No. This is for you. ” She pulled back, but it did nothing to kill the sweet heat radiating between them. “I’m not sure either one of us would survive the shower if I let you undress me.”
“I’m willing to try if you are.”
Yes! With his head angled back and his lids lowered, she had to be crazy or insane to deny the man what he wanted. He made sexy into something she could reach out and touch, lick and eat, and she was hungry.
****
Water fell in ribbons over them as Pepper eased them beneath the sluicing hot water. He weighed more than she did by a lot, but to his amazement she didn’t buckle when his legs threatened to give. “Steady. Lean on me more.”
God, did she know how perfect she was? He worked a smile if only for her benefit. Truth be told, the pain ebbed and flowed with his heartbeat. The more she touched him the more he hurt because of what she did to him.
She maneuvered him to where the water cascaded over his back and shoulders. Relief worked through him and ever tiny droplet felt like a thousand hands massaging him from head to foot all at once.
Dirt and blood ran down the drain until nothing was left. She briefly hesitated as he wrapped an arm around her and pulled until they both fit beneath the water. She slowly kneeled and untied the makeshift bandage, tossing it on the sink countertop.
Soap in hand, she worked a foamy lather around the area, which earned her a few growls and several cuss words.
It didn’t seem to faze her. She wrapped her delicate hand around his ankle and soothed him with a soft hum his acute hearing picked up over the pitter patter of the water against the shower tiles. She spared him a smile and damn if his cock didn’t twitch. Which earned him a bigger smile. “At least we know you’ll be fine.”
When had she pulled her hair to the side? The braided weave of raven silk hung off her right shoulder in a single lock and