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“How old are you?” I asked.
Hyde paused in the middle of tugging my skirt down my hips. “Lift,” he said before he continued. “I’m twenty-seven.”
“And that’s your brother out there?”
“Yeah, Grimm. He’s thirty-five and Christian is thirty-three before you ask.”
My cheeks heated. “I was just curious,” I muttered. “They’re so much older than me. Twenty-five,” I said before he could ask.
“How did you become a preacher so young?” Hyde asked.
I shrugged. “Daddy raised me to be a good Christian girl,” I said. “And for a while I rebelled. But a few years ago I got into some trouble and decided to come home and do what my family has been doing for decades.”
“What kind of trouble?”
I stiffened. “That’s not important.”
I didn’t want to go down memory lane, dredging up the horrors of my past along the way. Hyde looked me over, but nodded. I was glad he let it go.
He leaned forward, reaching around me as he unhooked my bra. Every inch of my body burned as he pulled it away, exposing my breasts. They used to be one of my favorite assets, when I relied on the physical to get attention or a good hard night of rough sex. Round, bouncy, with two perky brown nipples that I used to love having sucked.
I shook my head and pressed my palms against my face. “Stop it,” I groaned.
“What did I do?” Hyde asked. “You wanted help, remember?”
“Not you,” I muttered, though I wanted him to stop as well. “Just put me in the shower. I can take the rest off myself.”
Hyde’s fingers slid up to my hips. I jumped. “Let me help get these off.”
“No, I can do it,” I muttered.
“Hold still.”
Hyde ignored every word as he rolled my stockings down my thighs. Every brush of his fingers against my flesh made me rock toward him. I didn’t want to commit a grave sin, but my body was on another path. It wanted more, wanted to be touched, explored, and ravished until I was nothing more than an aching pile of devastated need.
No, I won’t go back down that path. This is where I belong.
“I can do it,” I whispered.
“Almost done.”
I removed my hands from my face to glare at Hyde, but he was looking at my body intently. His tongue darted out, swiping across his bottom lip. I watched it glisten. What would it feel like to be kissed by him? As I chastised myself, he took that moment to slide my panties down.
“Lift.”
“N-no, I can-”
“Lift!”
The growl in his voice took me by surprise. I lifted up and he rocked my panties down my thighs. I quickly snapped my thighs shut. He pulled them back open and stared at the mound of curly, dark hair that was neatly trimmed.
“Wow, I was expecting it to be all natural,” he chuckled. “Mmm.” He closed his eyes. “I can smell you from here.”
Hyde shoved his head forward and I squeaked. When his eyes flickered up to mine, I panicked, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I panted.
“Don’t,” I whispered. “I…I can’t…”
“Relax.” Hyde pulled back, lust still in his eyes as he stood up. “Shower.”
