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But then she’s reaching for the door too, wrapping her fingers around the smooth glass and pulling it open as she?—
Holy shit. What is happening here?
—steps, fully clothed, into the shower with me.
“Lara,” I choke out, too many emotions surging up at once.
She runs her hands over my pecs and up my shoulders to where they fan out over the back of my neck.
“I don’t know what I’m doing, Ben.”
Her eyes come up and meet mine. Hold. “All I know is that I can’t stop… I don’t want to.”
* * *
Lara
Rivulets of water are running down Ben’s face, dripping from the thick spikes of his lashes and splashing on his cheekbones and massive chest. He’s beautiful. Powerful. And so incredibly, overwhelmingly irresistible in all the ways that go beyond physical appeal, I don’t know how I ever thought I’d be able to try.
Heart pounding so hard I wonder if he can hear it above the spray, I ask, “What if we?—”
“Yes,” he growls a breath before his mouth crashes down. He kisses me like a man possessed, breaking only when I pull back, pressing unsteady fingers to his jaw.
Head bowed, eyes on my mouth, he shakes his head.
“You don’t even know what I was going to ask.”
“Doesn’t matter.” He kisses me again, teasing me with the flick of his tongue. “The answer’s yes.”
“Yes? No matter what?” It’s not true, even if in this moment he believes it is.
“You want me on my knees, Lara? Licking you ’til you scream? You want me to toss you onto the bed and keep you there, coming for a month? You want me to grab that Thai takeout you love from down the street?”
How does he somehow make the takeout sound as dirty as the rest?
He moves to my neck, kissing and sucking at that sensitive skin. Then, mouth at my ear, “The answer is yes.”
“If I want another night?” It’s the easy ask. The one without risk.
Steam swirls around us. He licks the shell of my ear. “Yes.”
But if ever there was a man worth taking a risk for, it’s this one. So I draw another shaky breath and ask for what has been building steadily in my heart until there was no way to resist it. No way to deny it. No way to ignore it as I stood in the living room, fingers pressed to my lips, staring at the empty space where Ben had been, asking myself why I’d ever fought it at all. Knowing I couldn’t fight it anymore. That I didn’t want to.
“And if I want… more than one night. What if I just want you?”
He presses his brow against mine, holds me against the unyielding planes of his naked body. “Do you?”
“Yes.”
The noise he makes in response is half possessive growl, half savage relief as he takes my mouth again. I moan against his lips, opening to the greedy thrust of this tongue.
He kisses me like he can’t get enough.
Like he needs this as much as I do. Not possible.
His big hands are everywhere, pulling at my soaked clothes, fisting my wet hair. Gathering me close as he kisses me with a thorough intensity that leaves me breathless, aching. Holding me there as he takes my mouth, my heart, my everything. All the things that go beyond the physical, because while that’s a part of it… it’s the smallest part of what makes this man so irresistible to me.
He molds my breasts, kneading them through my sodden blouse. Playing with my nipples until I whimper, pressing into his touch.
