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Yet, I felt for some reason, she wouldn’t have gone.
She didn’t trust him the way she trusted me, and that was important. That was a feeling that was slowly taking root inside of me, making me feel like I was a thousand feet tall.
Moving in behind her, I closed the door to the shower and crowded her close.
If she was going to be here long, I’d have to talk to my contractor about renovating my shower. There wasn’t that much space in my shower, and now we were having to share a showerhead as well.
The fact that I was contemplating renovating my shower because of her should’ve scared the absolute shit out of me—change of any kind whatsoever had always messed with me—but it didn’t. Not with her.
Just the thought of her being here long enough that I’d have to consider long-term solutions to my house felt like a good thing. It felt right.
What also felt right was how she felt in my arms.
I curled her in tight, then moved so that her back was to the spray, even though it didn’t hit me nearly at all.
“You okay?” I asked, rubbing her arms up and down as if it would help the goosebumps on her arms.
She nodded against my chest, her wet hair teasing my lower belly as she bobbed her head.
I reached for my shampoo/conditioner/body wash combo and started washing her hair.
She leaned her head back and groaned.
“I always liked having my hair played with,” she said to the ceiling. “But this whole hair washing thing you’re doing for me…it’s making me never want to wash my own hair again.”
The thought of ‘I’ll do it for the rest of my life’ almost slipped out, but I was able to hold it in.
As it was, the sigh slipped free.
She opened her eyes and stared at me. “Does that bother you?”
I was already shaking my head before she’d finished her question. “No. What bothers me is my reaction to doing this for the rest of my life.”
“And why does that bother you?” she asked, sounding…hopeful.
I tugged her hair hard, then made her look into my eyes.
“Because I’ve only been doing this with you for a day, and the thought of letting you go back to your family makes me want to murder them all, then lie about doing it so you latch onto me and never let go,” I said.
She blinked.
Then a slow smile bloomed on her face.
“You do remember that I’m not a normal person, right?” she questioned. “Because the thought of you forcing me to stay…that doesn’t bother me at all. In fact, it makes me feel all warm and gooey inside.”
I sifted my fingers through her hair, then moved her so that she was once again under the spray for it to rinse out the soap.
When she was done, I snatched the stupid loofa Hunter’s wife had gotten me last year. It was a bright pink one with an ice cream cone on top.
I never used it, preferring to squirt the wash in my hands and rub it all over my body.
But it would work great for Hades.
She sighed, then allowed me to wash her from top to bottom.
When I got to her pubic area, I hung the loofa back up on the holder where it’d sat since I was given it, and then slicked my hands up with more soap.
Once I was thoroughly coated, I slid my hand between her thighs slowly, watching her for any signs of distress.
When she didn’t give me any indication that she was uncomfortable, I continued, my fingers delving straight between the lips of her sex.
Her moan of excitement made my half-hard cock fully hard, and I couldn’t help the way my fingers slipped right on backwards until two sank deep inside of her.
She hissed in a breath, her fingers tightening on my arm.
I ignored the fact that she broke skin with those killer nails of hers and watched her face as I slowly started to pump my fingers inside of her.
She started rocking her hips, and I pulled free of her and spun her around so that her ass was snugly fit into my upper legs, her back pressing against my hard cock.
She sputtered when the water hit her in the face, and I graciously moved so that my back was taking the majority of the hit now.
Her head fell back to my collar bone, and I slipped my fingers right back between her thighs. When my fingers sank home, she once again started to rock her hips, but I stopped her by pressing her up against the wall and forcing her still.
She mewled, which caused me to grin.
“You said you wanted me to have control,” I teased as I tightened my hold around her, one arm around her breasts.
She hissed in a breath and said, “Yeah, but I kind of figured you wouldn’t torture me.”
