Page 60 of The Wildcat


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He slowly sinks down in the bath, hissing. “Jesus, woman. Are you trying to burn my skin off?”

“Oh, shush. I like the water hot.” I throw my hair up on top of my head and pull his hoodie off.

Cross stops grumbling as soon as I start stripping. “Slower, Everly. I’m seeing two of you right now, and I want to enjoy it.”

“Enjoy it while you can. Because the only way you’re getting two of me is if you get Gracie too, and you’re not the only one who doesn’t share.”

I grab two towels from the linen closet and lay them on the tacky little chair, then slowly sink down into the water until my back is resting against Cross’s chest.

“Let your hair down, Everly. I fucking love your hair.”

“It’ll get all wet,” I argue as I lather up a loofah I found in the closet.

His hand trails up my body, and I feel him physically relaxing behind me. His breathing slows and evens, and I want to keep us this relaxed.

His hand trails up my neck and into my hair.

“Fine.” I pull it out, and Cross runs his fingers through it immediately.

“You were right. This is relaxing.” He takes a kid’s plastic cup off the shelf next to the tub and fills it with water, then dumps it over my hair.

“I’m supposed to be taking care ofyou, Cross.”

He squirts baby shampoo into my hair and lathers it up and then dumps the cup again. I hum at the divine feel of his hands massaging my scalp.

“How do you feel?” I ask as I turn and cup his face in my hands as gently as I can. “Does it hurt?”

“Feels like somebody hit the side of my head with a two-by-four. I really am seeing double. Not that I think there’s two of you in front of me, but you’re not one solid thing right now, if that makes sense.”

“Close your eyes, baby.” He does as I ask, and I ghost my lips over his before pressing my legs to either side of his to straddle his lap. Pressing myself against him, covering his body with mine.

Wishing I could make it all better, but knowing somehow, I take away some of the pain.

Cross’s cock presses against me, and any doubts I had of where this was going vanish with the steam floating off the water. “If you move, this stops.”

“Everly...” His hand slips to the small of my back, holding me against him.

“Not a muscle, Cross, or I’ll stop,” I tease as I rub myself along the length of his cock.

“I don’t think this was what Doc had in mind when he said to relax.” Cross’s voice is low and slow and tinged in pain. “But if you stop right now, you might actually kill me.”

“We wouldn’t want that now, would we?” I brush my lips over his and slide his cock inside me.

Gripping the edges of his giant clawfoot tub, I move impossibly slow. My hips rise and fall. My breasts move in front of Cross’s face. And I’m pretty sure this ridiculously sexy man could make me come, just from looking at him. So intense. So much emotion. It’s overwhelming and addicting all at once.

“You scared me tonight, Cross.”

He groans and tightens his grip on my hips. “I’m sorry, baby.”

“Don’t do it again.” I take his hands in mine and move them to my breasts. Needing to feel him strong and solid and here with me.

“I’m not gonna last tonight, Everly.”

I lean forward and take his bottom lip between mine, then bite down. “Then come, Cross.”

“Fuck...” He groans out as he comes, giving me that extra push I need for my orgasm to wash over me like a warm wave pulling me under. “Christ, Everly. I fucking love you.”

My eyes fly to his, thinking I heard him wrong, because there’s no way he just said he loved me, but Cross’s eyes are closed as he leans back in the tub. Utterly relaxed.

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