Page 9 of Under His Guard

Quickly stepping to the small bath mat I have in front of the shower, I reach in and turn the water on. I’m going for a damn sauna right now.

Soon enough, there’s steam, and I think the temperature’s safe to get inside. Slipping past my shower curtain, I moan as the hot water caresses my skin.

“Hmm, so nice.”

Leaning my head back, I let the water rush through my hair, making my short bob hang a bit longer.

For a few moments, I just stand there under the spray. It’s heaven on my sore muscles, and here, in the privacy of my shower, I can just relax a little.

I run my fingers through the wet locks, finger combing some of the tangles away. I need a trim; my shaggy, asymmetrical style a little too shaggy.

With a sigh, I reach for the loofa and standard lilac body wash. Sudsing up doesn’t take long, and I coat my skin in the fresh-smelling bubbles.

As I hang the loofa back up, rinsing clean with my hands, my fingers brush my nipples. An image of Luke pops into my mind, and my eyes flare open.

“Um…”

I swallow hard. What on earth was I doing thinking of him now?

Except, of course, I know exactly why that thought bloomed behind my lids. I just don’t know why I can’t let it go or why Luke looked at me like that to begin with.

I’m not exactly the enchanting type of gal.

Most guys look past me easily enough because I’m donning scrubs and stress as much as other women might wear lipstick and push-up bras.

Not that a push-up bra would do you any fucking good.

Glancing down at myself, that age-old prickle of self-consciousness tingles under my skin.

I’m just not built the way most guys like. I’m short, flat-chested, and couldn’t possibly care less about fashion or makeup.

No, thanks.

Still…

Luke did not look at me like that. There was darkness behind his soft hazel eyes, and the heat behind his touch was intense.

Before I can talk my neglected libido off the edge, my mind circles back to the feel of his hand on my back, on Luke’s smile.

I chew on my bottom lip, a burn setting up shop in my core as I clench my thighs.

This is bad. Don’t think about him like this.

But it is definitely too late. I’m already wondering what it would be like if his full lips found mine—if they traveled down my neck.

A slight groan escapes me as I hang my head, running my hand down the side of my body as I let my fingers brush my nipple once more.

The thick bud is pebbled from arousal—sensitive and needy.

Maybe if I just do this quick…Get Luke out of my system…

Turning around, I take the handheld part of the showerhead down from the hook. As I switch it to the massaging option, I drag the spray across my body until I hit the space between my legs.

Imagination takes over at that point.

I feel Luke’s tongue traveling across my skin, taking the hard tip of my breast in his mouth as I pinch myself to mimic the sensation.

His hands roam my body as I angle the spray right at my clit.

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