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Anna slid out of bed and headed to the bathroom without looking back at him. With each step she had to battle the urge to jump back under the covers with him. To feel the warmth of his body next to hers, to give in to the need coursing through her body. No. She needed some space. If she climbed back on that bed, and back on Max, she’d probably never be able to let go. With that last thought, Anna closed the door behind her.
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Max watched Anna’s rounded ass disappear behind her bathroom door and sighed. There was definitely something cooking in that beautiful head of hers. The play of emotions that had come and gone over her face had held him momentarily enthralled. Anna could always hide her feelings from him, but this one time, he had seen them. Fear, then doubt, then sadness so deep he could feel it down to his bones.
He ran his fingers through his hair. Frustration, beyond the sexual, coursed through him. What to do? Anna would fight him if he confronted her. Or she would deny anything was wrong.
He’d watched her with men over the years and knew for a fact she liked them dancing to her tune. Max refused to be one of her typical conquests. Sexual conquest, that was different. But Anna felt she needed to control the timing of the relationship. Heck, she controlled the tenor of the relationship. Max had never seen her emotionally connect with any of her boyfriends.
No, Max needed to make her understand this was beyond what she was used to. Unfortunately, telling her would only result in her pulling further away from him. He’d have to show her. Loving Anna wouldn’t be easy but showing her would be tougher.
The sound of running water told him Anna was in the shower. The image of water trickling down her body, dripping from her nipples, sent a wave of heat straight to his dick. Max gritted his teeth and stood. That she could even think he would let her build a wall between them irritated him to no end. Max desperately wanted to grab her and shake her. Instead, he would love her body, heart, and soul. He would show her in deeds how much he needed her. How much she needed him. Taking a calming breath, he walked to the bathroom.
It was about time Anna learned he was around for keeps.
five
Anna allowedthe cool water to slide over her body, hoping it would relieve her fevered skin. Every molecule in her being urged her to join Max back in her bed, to submit to the need pulsing through her veins. Anna accepted that last night was probably a fluke, a one-time…okay, three-time thing. It was stupid, not to mention dangerous to her emotional well-being, to get used to it. Giving into the urge to snuggle would just make it that much harder to let him go when he was ready to leave.
She sighed and picked up her lilac-scented soap, enjoying the crisp, clean scent. Even as she tried to think of other things, other distractions, she knew it was useless. Nothing was going to help. Ice-cold water, thinking about her ninth-grade algebra teacher…nothing turned her off when Max was lounging in her bed.
Her bed.
She closed her eyes. She would never forget the feeling of waking up next to him. His heat warming her, the scent of his aftershave mingled with her perfume, and a heavy dose of passion still clung to the sheets. Just thinking about it had her nipples so tight they ached. Anna soaped one breast, then the other, trying to relieve the tension. All that did was cause more friction.
“Do you need any help?”
Anna gasped and looked over her shoulder. Max held her shower curtain in one hand as he leaned against the tiled wall. She’d been so distracted by her thoughts she hadn’t heard the bathroom door open. His sexy smile deepened as his gaze traveled down her body, then back up, lingering on her ass. Every nerve ending tingled. All he had to do was look at her smile, and Anna was ready to jump his bones. Lord, she was really pathetic.
But the truth was, she didn’t care. The heat coursing through her overrode her better judgment. No one could make her feel like he did when his chocolate-brown eyes darkened. Her pulse accelerated, her nipples tingled, and a gush of liquid wet the lips of her sex. Anna glanced down and saw his cock, hard and ready.
She met his eyes and offered him a smile.
“If you don’t mind scrubbing my back, darlin’.” Anna exaggerated her Southern accent.
Max chuckled. Deep and sexy, the sound had her pulse scrambling. He stepped into the tub behind her.
“I think I can help with a lot more than that.” The dark promise in his voice sent another thrill racing along her skin.
He grabbed the soap from her and stuck his hands under the shower water.
“Jesus! You need some warm water, Anna.”
“Wuss.” She turned the knob further to the left. Max stepped closer to her when she straightened, his shaft rubbing against the small of her back. He began at her shoulders, massaging and gliding his hands over her tense muscles.
“What’s got you all uptight?” His breath warmed her ear. She shivered.
“Oh, nothing much. I’m just standing in the shower with a six-foot-plus stud behind me. I have absolutely nothing to worry about.”
“I’d think that would have the opposite effect.”
She snorted as his hands slipped down her back, then over her hips. He skimmed them across, cupping a cheek in each hand, squeezing her aroused skin. His finger traced the cleft between her buttocks. She sighed in pleasure. The combination of his talented hands and the slick soap scattered her thoughts. A moment later, his hands were on her breasts. Max teased her nipples, pulling and pinching them as he ground his cock against her bottom. Anna’s knees almost gave way as his fingers eased down past her stomach to her sex. She placed her hands on the tile to steady herself. Her head spun, and her body throbbed.
Wet and slick, his fingers slipped inside her. As Max thrust his fingers in and out, he barely touched her clitoris. Each little brush of his thumb pushed her closer to the edge, but not enough to get her over. The tension in her drew tighter, her body quivering with the need to explode. He kept his touch light enough to titillate but not enough for her to find satisfaction.
When she tried to push against his hand, Max chuckled.
“Patience, Anna. It’s much better if you draw it out.”
