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ASPEN
I’m not sure what time it is when I wake, but this delicious ache ripples through my muscles. I shift and stretch against the sheets, the movement causing my thighs to rub together.
I’m sore but in the best way. Memories of last night flicker through my head. The way he fucked me, first in my pussy and then after making me come so hard I saw stars, he slowly worked himself into my ass.
I was afraid he would just press against my ass and start fucking me like a savage, but he didn’t. Don’t get me wrong, he still fucked me, hard and fast, leaving bruises on my hips and thighs as a reminder, but there was something different in the way he took me.
Something slow, and dare I say, sweet. Like he didn’t want to hurt me but instead wanted me to enjoy it.
Like we weren’t enemies but something more.
I look to the bathroom door that’s cracked open, and the sound of running water fills my ears. The sheets on his side of the bed are still warm, which tells me he just got up.
Slowly, I roll out of bed and tiptoe to the bathroom. As soon as I’m standing, I feel the effects of yesterday’s romp deep in my bones. I smile, wishing the feeling could last forever.
Steam billows out of the bathroom like little puffs of smoke, and I enter the room, staying as quiet as a mouse. The moment my gaze lands on him standing beneath the hot spray of water, I can’t look away.
His body is lean like a swimmer, but his shoulders are broad, and each muscle is well defined, and I itch to trace all the dips and planes of his body. I want to see what makes him tick if he would melt beneath my hands like I melt for him.
“Stop staring at me and get your ass in here,” he growls, startling me.
I’ve been caught watching him.
I can feel my cheeks heating already. It’s so stupid to be embarrassed over something mundane like watching him shower when I let him wreck my insides hours ago.
Still, I walk up to the glass shower door and pull it open. I step inside, suddenly becoming envious of the size of his shower. I guess when your dad helps fund the place, you get a shower this big.
“What are you thinking about?” he asks, his voice thick.
“Just that I’m envious of your shower. It’s huge.”
He whirls around and grabs me by the hips, moving me beneath the water. The hot spray hits my back, and I let out a sigh.
“That’s not the only thing that’s huge.” He wiggles his dark brows at me, and I can’t help but smile.
“Believe me, I know. I’m feeling it this morning.”
A look I’ve never seen before flashes across his face, but before I can pinpoint what it is, it’s gone. His usual scowl replaces it a second later.
“How do you feel this morning?” He turns away from me to grab the soap.
I let the water cascade down my back before I tip my head back and start wetting my hair. “Sore, but not in a bad way.”
“Good. I was worried when you blacked out, but it turns out you were made for me.”
I know he doesn’t mean that in the sense of me meaning anything to him but hearing him say that has my brain thinking otherwise.
I’m thankful he doesn’t ask me anything else and instead squirts some soap on a loaf and starts washing me from head to toe. He takes his time, paying extra attention to my breasts and the valley between my legs.
Afterward, he lets me rinse, then grabs the shampoo, squirts some into his hand, and starts massaging my scalp. His touch is gentle, caring, and I won’t lie. I’m affected by it. Every time he touches me, I’m reminded that beneath the hard exterior that he projects to everyone is a tender soul wanting to be unleashed.
He moves me back under the water and rinses the soap from my hair. Our gazes collide, and the air in my lungs becomes heavy. It hits me then with enough force to knock me off my feet.
I’m falling for him, or maybe I already have, and it’s simply taken me this long to realize it.
The fear of what that means turns my blood to ice, and I take a sudden step back. I need space, air. I need to stop this before it becomes something that I can’t control.
I turn and reach for the shower door. I’m vulnerable, all my protective layers are peeled back, and I don’t like it.
