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The door flies open and Cody looks at me, wild-eyed. It would be funny if I wasn’t gritting my teeth through the pain.
“What’s wrong? What happened?” His eyes track up and down my body.
My very naked body. Fuck. West seeing me naked was one thing, even though we haven’t been close over the years, he still saw me every day as kids. We played half naked in the sprinkler at his house or got hosed down together at mine. It’s different but familiar on some level.
Cody Matthews seeing me naked, however, is a whole different ball game. He realizes it at the same time, too. If I had thought he’d be kind about this, I was sorely mistaken as his eyes heat. Luckily the glass has fogged up so he can’t see everything, but he can see my naked form, all the curves and dips of my body.
“I just started to shampoo my hair and forgot my shoulder was hurt. It’s not a big deal.” My voice wobbles as the aftershocks of pain still ripple through me.
“Oh.” He stands there for a minute and then takes his shirt off and lets it fall to the floor with my clothes. A swirling mix of interest, confusion, and concern churns within me and he unbuckles his belt and pushes his pants down his legs. He kicks them off and then his boxers and socks join the pile of discarded clothing.
“Wha . . .” I stumble back against the wall as he opens the door and steps in with me. “What are you doing?”
“Someone has to help you and I need a shower anyway.” He reaches around me and pumps some shampoo into his broad palms.
His chest is right in my face, I can see the tiny moles and freckles that dot his skin. His nipples are a reddish brown and right at eye level for me. The water that rolls down his skin has to travel over so much rippled muscle it’s close to criminal.
My nipples brush against him as his fingers slide into my hair, gently massaging the shampoo into a thick lather. My hand goes to his waist to steady me as I moan under his ministrations. His cock, which I was trying really hard not to notice, nudges me. I try to scoot away, but he stops me.
“The only thing that will change the state of my cock right now is having you wrapped around it,” he rasps. “Deal with it while I take care of you.”
We make eye contact as he tips my head back under the water. His eyes are on fire, searing mine with their intensity. My gaze moves down his stupidly gorgeous face to his lips, and I wonder what it’d feel like to have them on mine. What he tastes like and how his tongue would slide against mine.
“Kiss me,” I say, surprising myself. I was going to say his name, to try to reason with my own mind about why this is a terrible idea.
He doesn’t wait for me to change my mind before his mouth crashes down on mine.
ChapterTwelve
I’ve only been in this shower with Violet for maybe five minutes, but those minutes have been the longest of my life. I know she’s hurt. I know she’s just been attacked. I have been trying my hardest to not think about sex. Or the way her nipples keep brushing against my abs.
Fuck, her tits are incredible.
No, I reprimand myself. Focus on washing her hair. My fingers sink into the long, silky black tresses and work the shampoo from her scalp to the ends of her hair. A bit of sudsy lather falls onto her shoulder and slides down her chest in a way that makes me jealous. I want to slowly slide down her body in its place.
Fucking hell.
This is torture.
That’s why I don’t hesitate when she looks up at me with those icy blue eyes and whisperskiss me. I pull her against me. All her soft, sexy curves pressed against my hard planes of muscle. My cock is fucking throbbing for her, pulsing between us and begging for attention.
I commit every single moment, every touch, every sensation of this to memory as my lips slam down on hers. She lets out a sweet little whimper of surrender as her lips part for me, and her nails dig into my waist as I invade her mouth with my tongue. My new favorite flavor is the sweet cherry of her kiss.
She wraps one hand around my neck and steps onto her toes in order to get closer. It doesn’t get us close enough for me. I could be inside her and it wouldn’t be close enough.
Without breaking our kiss, I bend and grab her by the back of her thighs, lifting her against me. The movement frees my cock and it slips right to her entrance. Oh my fuck, one small thrust of my hips would have me sliding right into the heat of her pussy.
Her lips pull away from mine and she opens her eyes. “You’re going to hurt yourself. I’m too big for this.”
“Does it look like I’m having trouble?” I trail kisses from the corner of her mouth to her ear. “The only tension I’m feeling is the strain of not slamming my cock into you right now,” I whisper into her ear.
I press her back against the tile wall so one of my hands can explore her body. A tiny voice in the back of my head tells me to stop, but it’s easily silenced by the gasp she makes as the pad of my thumb lightly drags through her folds.
A rumble of desire comes from deep within my chest as I feel how wet she is for me. I slide one finger and then another inside her as I keep playing with her clit. Her pussy is so wet I can hear it sucking my fingers deeper and deeper inside it, even over the rush of the shower.
Fuck, I feel like I could come just from finger fucking her. I need to get a grip before I embarrass myself. I remove my hand and lower her feet to the floor. I need to taste her. I need her to ride my face until she comes screaming my name.
She trembles against me, relaxing against the wall as I move my hands over the soft skin of her belly and up to her breasts. They’re each a little over a perfect handful for me, cementing the thought in my mind that she was made for me, for us. Her nipples are tight, dark pink buds that I can’t stop myself from pinching until she gasps, a slight smile lifting her lips.
