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He growled, and I saw his face turn to stone.
“Your parents sound like a bunch of assholes,” he growled.
I nodded.
“I think that’s why I’m reluctant to use my trust fund, too,” I admitted. “I mean, that’s money from my mother’s death. But, also, would she have even wanted me to have it? I think it was a stipulation in her will, that the money travel down to the female members of the family.”
He looked at the ceiling, then drew in a deep breath.
“I want to go to battle for you, Royal,” he said suddenly. “I want to fight these invisible ghosts. Honestly, it pisses me off that you’re this great person, and they didn’t see it when you were a child and your father still doesn’t see it now.”
I smiled at him sadly, then reached up and tucked a lock of his hair behind his ear.
“I’m used to it,” I told him bluntly.
“But here’s the thing,” he said, placing his fists on either side of my head on the shower wall. “You shouldn’t have to be used to it. Parents are supposed to love and cherish their kids. Like mine. Would you ever think that a harsh word was said to me or my sister? Because there wasn’t. The worst I got was from my dad one time when I was being a complete dumbass. He told me I was acting like a fucktard.”
I burst out laughing, unable to help myself.
“I can see your father saying that,” I said softly, smoothing my hand down his chest. “What were you doing to get that?”
He allowed the change of topic, but I could tell by the look on his face it was far from over.
“I was fooling around with my friends, drinking and driving around on a couple of backroads,” he said. “We thought we were king of the world when in reality, we were being dumbasses.” He shook his head as if the memory physically pained him. “One of my friends ran off the road and hit a tree. The tree fell on top of his car and missed crushing him by only a few inches.”
I winced.
“Yeah,” he agreed, looking at my face with a grimace. “We were dumb, but not dumb enough to report the accident until the next morning when we were all sober as judges. Luckily we had time to clean the cars up of our booze, too. But my dad was no dummy. He knew exactly what had happened and called me on my lie after it was all said and done.”
“What did he do?” I wondered, smoothing my hands down his chest.
He leaned backward and reached for the bar of soap that was on top of the shower rail.
Handing it to me, I got to work cleaning his body, though I suspected that wasn’t what he’d been expecting.
I grinned at his look of humor.
“He grounded me for the next six weeks.” He sighed. “I turned eighteen and then went to a recruiting station and enlisted in the military the next day.”
“Oh, boy.” I smiled. “Was he proud of you or pissed?”
“Both, I guess,” he answered, stopping my hand before I could reach any lower on his belly. “My turn for now.”
He caught the bar of soap into his hands and turned me around so that I was facing away from him.
Then he repositioned the showerhead when it ended up spraying me straight in the face.
“Sorry,” he chuckled.
I spat water out of my mouth and tossed him a faux glare over my shoulder.
“Sure you are,” I teased. “I’ll bet you’ve been wanting to do that for forever.”
He winked and started to wash my body with the soap, being extra thorough on my breasts.
When he got to my lower body, he put the soap back onto the railing and rinsed his hands clean.
I watched his hand once again trail down the length of my belly, heading south to my lower region.
“Ummm,” I said. “That’s definitely dirty.”
My teasing comment was met with a bite on the cord of my neck.
I gasped and shifted slightly, feeling him hard against my back.
His hands separated, one coming up to cup my breast, and the other one spearing through the curls at the apex of my thighs.
I bit my lip as a moan escaped my lips again, this time due to the dual sensations he was invoking in me.
One set of fingers rolled my nipples, while the other delved between the lips of my sex.
“God,” I said as his fingers skimmed deliciously over my clit.
He swirled his fingers around in the wetness we’d created between my legs, growling low in his throat right next to my ear.
“I love feeling this,” he said, slipping two fingers inside of me.
And, even though I’d been stretched by his cock not too long ago, his two fingers still felt exceptionally tight inside of me.
