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Grim washes his hair and reaches for the soap. Not wanting to be selfish, I take it and lather the washcloth. Mimicking Grim, I slowly work down his body in a circular motion. I take my time scrubbing his chest, and when I reach his waist, he grabs my wrist.
“I want to wash you,” I tell him.
He releases me and lets me continue exploring. I bypass his cock and wash his legs and feet. Then I peek up at Grim, and his eyes are on me like a lion stalking its prey. When I finish his feet, I slowly rake my fingernails up his legs to his waist. I toss the washcloth in the corner and grab the soap again. He raises an eyebrow in question.
My finger skims the topside of his dick. It jumps under my touch, and I glance up at Grim, who nods, encouraging me to continue. I wrap my small hand around his length and slowly start stroking, drawing a hiss from him. The more I stroke, the longer it seems to get.
“You can squeeze harder.” Grim cups his hand around mine and squeezes.
I tighten my grip. “Like this?”
Grim’s hand slips from mine, and he tilts his head back with a groan.
I continue to slide my hands across his hard, silky flesh, making sure my movements are fluid. Grim’s breathing turns ragged, which spurs me on to move faster, and a moment later Grim erupts all over my hand.
Grim shudders and opens his eyes. “That was the best hand job I’ve ever had.”
I giggle. “Glad I could be of service.”
We quickly rewash ourselves before Grim turns the water off. He steps out of the shower first and tightly wraps a towel around his waist. Then he carefully dries me off with another one.
Satisfied that I’m as dry as I’m going to get, he leads me back out to his bedroom. No,ourbedroom. He pulls on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt while I shimmy into a pair of panties and a tank.
I reach for a pair of yoga pants, but Grim yanks them out of my hands. He lowers himself to the floor and helps me put them on. All the while, his fingers skim my flesh, and my core tightens.
Having him take care of me ignites a fire in my soul. I can’t hold back anymore. I won’t. I have to tell him how I feel.
Grim peers up at me and gives me that megawatt smile. My heart pitter-patters in my chest, and the words tumble freely from my mouth.
“I love you.”
CHAPTER31
GRIM
I love you.
She loves me.
Violet stares at me expectantly, no doubt waiting for me to say it back. I want to. I really fucking want to. But something in my soul stops me.
Fear.
Don’t get me wrong… I’ve been half in love with her since the second I saw her on the TV screen and completely in love with her since the moment I rescued her from her apartment. But…
What if she’s only saying it because of what we just did or because she feels like she has to?
I’ve seen too many women fancy themselves in love with a man simply because they slept together. Violet’s my wife, and I want her to love me regardless of the physical shit. And then there’s the fact that I watched my mom tell my dad she loved him, day after day, time after time, when she only stayed because she believed she had no choice.
When I fail to return the sentiment, she seems to shrink in on herself, the bright light in her eyes distinguished.
“It’s okay,” she begins. “Really. I, um…”
I grab her hand and tug her into my chest so I can guide her to the bed. After urging her to sit, I make myself comfortable by leaning against the headboard. Violet looks at me with anguish and embarrassment, and I lift my hands.
“Come here,” I instruct and then crook my finger.
Violet hesitates but scoots closer. “Seriously, Grim, if you don’t love me, it’s okay.”
