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I’m a fucking idiot. I momentarily lost my damn mind. There’s no other reason I put myself in this situation when I’m trying to slowly show my interest and build trust.

The tub is huge, with more than enough space for three or four people. I’ve got the jets going, and steam rises from the water as I tie up her hair into a bun. I do the same to mine as Tinley yanks her dress off over her head. Her movements are jerky, like she’s kind of nervous, as she stretches an arm back to undo her bra.

Fuck me, this really was a terrible idea. My cock is like stone, but it jumps as she spins to face me in only her panties.

“I was planning to help you with all of that.” My hand lands on her neck, pulling her flush with my front. “It’s all part of the experience.” Her skin trembles against mine. “Are you cold?”

“A little.”

“We’ll get you settled in the warm water.”

She nods as my hands dance down her sides. My fingers catch in the band of her panties. I pull them off, squatting to help her out of them. Her nipples tighten as I stare up at her, making sure the skin of my bare chest brushes hers as I stand. The way her tits bounce with each ragged breath as they push into my stomach makes everything hazy.

She isn’t shy about dipping her fingertips into the indents of my abs before shoving down my sweats. My cock bobs out, slapping against her abdomen.

Yeah, this was a terrible fucking idea.

She tries to squat down to help me out of them, but I pull her arms. If she ends up on her knees, my dick will definitely end up in her mouth. I kick out of the fabric instead.

“I’m going to climb in, and then I’ll help you get settled.” The tip of my shaft is sticky and leaking all over her stomach. It’s sending the wrong kind of message, so I kiss her forehead and back her up a step. No matter how hard I try to keep my eyes on hers, I keep catching sight of her hips and tits. It’s a battle to stay focused. I haven’t been this desperately attracted to someone… Ever.

The nearly scalding water makes my balls ache as I climb in and stretch out. Omegas are resilient when it comes to hot temperatures. It’s a little much for me, but she’ll likely think it feels great. I offer a hand, and she takes it, making her way into the water.

Her cheeks are pink as she tries to settle into the seat on the opposite side of the tub, but I give her hand a gentle tug.

“I want you with me,” I growl.

She floats in the water, which makes it easier to spin her back to my chest. “What are you doing?”

“It’ll be easier for me to scrub you if you’re in my lap. Let me take care of you.” My hand moves to cup her middle.

My cock bounces around her ass as she wiggles back into me. Having solid self-control has never been a problem, but I ache to impale her on my length.

I settle for propping a knee up and pulling her leg to rest on it out of the water before grabbing the body wash.

“Tell me about your family?” she asks.

“I’m the oldest. I’m sure you never would have guessed.” I chuckle, soaping her skin. My long-ass arms sure are convenient at times like these. “Only by a few minutes, since Ram and I are obviously the same age, but I never let him forget it.” Tinley moans as I slide a soapy hand into the water to work her thigh. “How about you?”

“I have two older sisters. Both are mated to packs.”

“Ahh, the baby of the family.”

“Yeah,” she agrees shakily. My hand on her middle tightens as I lower my leg, lifting the other to repeat the process. “They both presented before eighteen.”

I bend to nuzzle my beard against her cheek from behind. “It’s not a race.”

Her fingers run over mine as she nods. “I know. Really, I do, and I’m happy for them. I guess I just feel a little left out because I want the same things in life. Everything always seems to be more complicated for me. Nothing falls into place as easily as it did for them.”

“The harder you work to achieve something, the more it’ll mean when you do.” I kiss her temple and lower the leg I’m done with back into the water.

She shivers against my chest. “Yeah, I know.”

“Did you go to school for photography?” I grab her right hand and the soap, pumping out more. I run my fingers through hers, relishing the feel of her skin pressed against mine.

“I did. I had most of my core college classes done before graduating high school, so it only took a little over two years.” Her head rolls around my chest as I work higher on her arm. I cup the water, pulling it up to rinse off her skin.

“I never got a college degree.” My head shakes as I move to the other arm. “I never did well trapped in a classroom.”

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