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He made his way down the front of her body, taking one of her heavy breasts in his hands, and giving it all of his attention.
When the first was rosy pink from the pressure of his hands and the warm water, he moved to the other, lavishing it with the same attention.
Slowly, he moved over her stomach, and then knelt in front of her. He drizzled more body wash on his hands and rested them near the top of her thighs.
“Open, baby,” he breathed.
Slowly and gently, he caressed her folds with his fingertips, until he heard her whimper. “Tabon, please,” she begged.
“Tell me what you want, Avarie.”
“Your fingers, inside me.”
He held her still with one hand on the cheek of her bottom while he sunk into her heat with two fingers of the other.
“Is this what you want, baby?”
Her hands landed on his shoulders, and she leaned forward, supporting her weight on him.
“God, yes,” she mewled.
“Come for me,” he told her, thrusting harder into her softness, and circling her bud of nerves with his thumb.
He felt her clamp down on his fingers at the same time as she dug her nails into the skin of his shoulders. He held her still, as her body pulsed against his hand.
She tried to get him to stand when she straightened up, but he wasn’t finished.
He slowly moved his fingers back to her folds, gently caressing them again.
“Lean against the wall, Avarie,” he told her as he poured more body wash into his hands.
He massaged her legs, one by one, working his fingers into the tight muscles. Tomorrow he needed to make sure she was able to get a long run in before she got any tighter. It would also help her burn off some of the debilitating stress she was under.
“Turn around and rest your forearms against the tile.”
She did as she was told, and he continued massaging her legs, up to her delectable bottom. He couldn’t resist leaning forward and nibbling her sweet butt cheek. Again, she whimpered, sending all the blood to his groin.
He stood and massaged the muscles of her back until both hands rested on her shoulders.
“Oh my God, Tabon. I can’t even…”
“Let’s wash your hair. Turn around for me.”
When she did, her eyes met his. “Why are you being so sweet to me?” she whispered. “I was horrible to you today.”
Razor shook his head. “I told you I’d take care of you, Avarie, and I meant it. That doesn’t mean only when you’re nice to me; it means whenever you need it. Sometimes you need it more when the world isn’t giving you any reason to be sweet.”
“Tabon…I…I…”
He covered her lips with his, thrusting his tongue into her mouth and taking the words she wasn’t ready to say inside his body.
He pulled back and rested his forehead against hers.
“Sweet Avarie,” he murmured. “I do too.”
—:—
She’d come so close to telling him she loved him earlier. But she hadn’t been able to bring herself to say the words. She meant them, though.
