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“Sure. Take as much time as you need.”
His tone did not match his words.
I swallowed, not liking the tension that stretched between us.
Boxer’s gaze dropped from mine as he reached for his phone. He shot off a text, and a few seconds later his cell beeped.
“South Paw will be here in a bit to pick me up.”
“He’s the one who dropped you off last night?”
“Yeah.”
“Where did he stay?” I asked. “Did he sleep in the truck?”
“Probably hung out at an all-night diner.”
“Waiting for you to call?”
“Yup.”
I took his empty coffee mug and rinsed it and set it in the top rack of the dishwasher. “You don’t have to leave.”
“I have shit to do,” he said. “You mind if I use your shower before I go? I smell like a distillery.”
“Go ahead.”
“Thanks.”
He got up off his stool and immediately went toward the bedroom…without kissing me. Without hugging me. Without touching me.
What the hell was going on?
I was more than confused, I was downright befuddled. I heard the faintest sounds of the shower turning on, and then I made a snap decision. As I headed for the bedroom, I stripped off my T-shirt. My pajama bottoms followed. And then I strolled naked into the bathroom and opened the glass door of the shower.
His blond hair looked even darker when it was wet, and he hung his head to hide his face from me, but not before I glimpsed the anguish in his eyes.
I wrapped my arms around him, and he clung to me like a lifeline. He lifted his head and met my gaze.
“Linden,” he whispered as his lips took mine, seeking escape.
Like the escape he’d given me days ago.
Would I do any less for him now?
I didn’t have time to think as his tongue swept into my mouth, and his hands wandered up and down my body. He turned me so I went under the hot spray. My skin was slick and warm, and then he was positioning my back against the glass wall of the shower. He lifted one of my legs and opened me up to him.
His fingers teased my entrance, stroking and playing, but he didn’t spend time like he usually did. I sensed his barely controlled ferocity. He gave himself a few quick pumps, and then he was guiding his shaft into me.
My body swallowed him, greedy, and ready despite the lack of foreplay. He rammed into me, hard, filling me completely.
I gasped, and it mingled with his moan. He pressed his forearm to the wall behind me so he could leverage himself better. The glass was cool at my back, and he was warm at my front. I closed my eyes and relished the feel of him, hot and hard inside me.
I nearly lost my footing, but Boxer’s strong body offered support. My fingers grasped the hair at his nape, and I drew his mouth closer to mine.
He slid in and out, slippery and feverish. When he hit the perfect spot between my legs, I clamped around him as I drowned in pleasure.
The back of my head hit glass, and I didn’t care. Boxer’s hand clenched my hip, and then he hastily pulled out, so he didn’t come inside me. He painted my belly with his seed and the shower washed me clean of him.
