I gasped my eyes open, my leg slipping back in the water, causing a large splash of water over the edge. My hands flew out and gripped the sides of the tub. My heart that was already racing so fast, was out of control now.
“Oh my God!” I shouted.
I was no longer alone. Levi stood on the edge of the room. His pupils were blown out and locked on my face. Red bloomed on his nose, cheeks, and the tips of his ears. Bits of mud were splattered across his arms and face and in his hair. I hardly noticed the dirt when I was dirty enough for both of us. His neck and shoulder muscles were strained, and he was wrapped in a white cotton towel, gripping it at his hip like it was holding him together. His cock was tenting the material into the air, a very large area, out and up almost to his belly button.
My mouth went dry.
We stared at each other. I sank deeper into the water but didn’t bother covering anything at this point. If anything, I fought the desire to arch my back and press my breasts up with every passingmoment.
I opened my mouth to speak but couldn’t come up with a single coherent thought. I felt embarrassed at being caught, but only mildly. Mostly, I felt like I had manifested him. I created this. I wasn’t even entirely sure it wasn’t still part of my fantasy.
Just how long had he been watching? Why did the idea of him watching me make me clench around where I wanted him to fill me? Maybe this had been my plan all along. Perhaps a perverted part of me wanted nothing more than to be discovered.
Even with his features frozen in shock, he was fucking gorgeous. All hot masculine energy, he practically throbbed with it. In the muscles of his shoulders and the smattering of hair on his broad chest to his solid core flexing a six-pack. His waist was narrow, the hair leading to his length.
I looked away to his still-shocked face. Then looked back. His bulge twitched when I looked again.
His free hand moved to cover it. Not like I could even see anything. Not really. And I was really looking. His large veiny hands and forearms covered enough but not the flexing of his thighs and definition of his calves not covered.
He was beautiful.
Couldn’t we both give in to all the thoughts and fantasies?
After what could have only been years, he shifted on his feet, muffling a swear.
He said, “I wasn’t—I didn’t know you were in here.”
“Sorry. I wasn’t expecting you,” I said at the same time.
I nodded, my chin dipping into the warm water, eyes lockedon his. A creeping sense of understanding filled me. Whatever was happening here was too far past the point of no return. We wouldn’t be able to brush this off or ignore it like when we kissed. Maybe I just wouldn’t let us.
“I’ll just go.” He ran a hand through his hair.
“Or …” I suggested. “You can stay?”
Chapter 21
Levi
Claire wasa fantasy come to life. Hot and pink from the water, no bubbles, all soft flesh and blurred heat. Her leg had been slung out of the tub, her nipples hard and poking out of the water when she threw her head back in silent pleasure. Eyes clenched tight as her hand worked under the water; I could only imagine what she was doing.
I came back to grab a quick shower after Ripley decided to roll in a puddle and then demanded to be carried back to the truck. There was no way I could have possibly expected to find the object of all my dirty dreams, soaked and waiting for me in my bathtub.
When I realized she was in there, I had already walked in.
When I realized what she was doing, I froze.
When I heard her gasp my name, I almost came.
I had called her name.
I had tried. I didn’t mean to watch for even the seconds that I had. But she had been so beautiful, and my body was frozen with surprise and indecision.
My balls were so high and tight, my cock so hard; one brush, and I’d explode.
Now she offered me to stay. Claire studied me with heavy-lidded eyes, waiting for an answer.
What was I supposed to do here? My entire body felt like it was burning from the inside out. How could I feel like I was going to burst into flame and still be frozen in place?
