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The curtains are closed and the lamps are off, so I can’t tell if the lump in the middle of the bed is Brodie or the laundry basket he removed from my grasp before I could fold the clothes while waiting for the pasta to cook. He explicitly stated that I am his child’s nanny, not a housemaid, so laundering his clothes isn’t my responsibility.
At the time, I thought he was chivalrous, but now I wonder if he was putting barriers up because he realized we would be alone for hours once Lucy went to bed.
“Stubborn man,” I murmur before closing his door and fixing the lock in place.
Once I’ve closed the main door enough to offer privacy but with a gap that allows me to hear Lucy no matter how thick the walls are between us, I fill the tub, undress, then slip into the heavenly warm water.
In an instant, the tension in my shoulders relaxes, and my thumping head gets a moment of reprieve.
I’d pay a million dollars for a device that keeps the tub water piping hot. I’d never leave if I weren’t forced out when the water turns cold.
I’ve just finalized my third refill when the main entrance door bursts open and Brodie enters. When he fails to notice me straightaway, I sink below the bubbleless water before following his trek across the room.
His white sleeveless undershirt is drenched with sweat that adds a pungent, manly aroma to the air, and his sweaty hair can’t hide the cause of his ignorance. He’s wearing EarPods, so he fails to hear my quick inhalation when he pulls open the shower door and cranks on the water full blast with only the slightest bit of fiddling.
It took almost ten minutes to get the water right last night, but I’ll only ever need cold showers from here on out when Brodie peels off his shirt with only the slightest grimace of pain before he tackles his running shorts.
I shouldn’t look when he bends down to gather his clothes and dump them into the laundry basket, but tell me one girl who wouldn’t? He not only has a body that makes my pussy have its own pulse, but he also knows how to put his dirty clothes in the basket.
I couldn’t be hornier if I tried.
“For the love of god,” I murmur to myself when he steps into the shower.
He has so much length, even when I view his package through the gap of his stride, its impressive size can’t be missed. But I barely get the chance to peruse everything he has on offer. A second after he enters the shower stall, he steps back out while grumbling a curse word under his breath.
His cock swings like a pendulum on an antique clock when he tugs his EarPods out and dumps them onto the vanity. As he spins back to face the shower, his eyes lift to admire the visual thickening my tongue.
He startles when he realizes he isn’t alone, but anger isn’t the first expression to cross his face.
Need is.
The bubbles dissolved over thirty minutes ago, so bar the flutters of the water as it ripples over my rapidly rising and falling chest, I don’t have a single ounce of coverage.
Good.
My nakedness exposes Brodie lied when he said the prospect of us fucking was never a possibility.
His cock can’t share the same lies as his mouth, and I am slowly learning that I’m not a girl who needs to shy away from controversy.
7
BRODIE
My muscles are aching after a five-mile run. I’m exhausted and on the brink of collapse, but not a single ache I’ve endured the past eighteen months comes close to the throb that thuds through my cock when my eyes land on Henley naked in the tub.
I knew from our kiss that her body was tight and compact. I tasted the deliciousness of her skin, but the visual is beyond what I could have comprehended, and it greatens when she braces her foot on the edge of the tub and slowly cranes open her thighs.
My first instinct should be to bark out an apology before leaving the bathroom as quickly as I entered it, but the instant her eyes drop to my cock and she licks her lips like she’s imagining tasting the droplet of pre-cum beaded at the top, I know I’m not going anywhere.
She’s using my body for inspiration as I did hers while pounding the pavement with my feet. I hadn’t been on a run in years, but it was the only defense I had at my disposal to stop me from sprinting to her room and telling her I lied when I said the possibility of us hooking up was never on the table.
If Lucy hadn’t interrupted us this morning, I doubt anything could have stopped us.
