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I pushed my jeans and boxers off my hips. Her words were on replay in my head, and even as I dipped my head under the lukewarm spray of the shower, I couldn’t turn them off.
“Goddammit.” I pounded my fist on the wall.
Anger had made me lose my mind. I never should have said those things to Baker. Hell, it was the truth. I wanted her wet, naked body in this shower with me. Needed to hear her scream my name until my sister’s voice was muted.
Instead, I was stuck in a perpetual hell where Marlow had confirmed my worst fears. What my father would never admit.
They all blamed me for my mother’s departure.
I hadn’t been able to stay in Wyoming, but I shouldn’t have come back here. Where I wasn’t wanted.
I wasn’t wanted there, either. Celia and I hadn’t had Sunday dinners. We’d done Saturday nights with our best friend Cameron. Grilling out. Beers on the tailgate by the creek. It had all been perfect. And Marlow knew what had happened, even if I’d never talked about how I felt. For her to use that against me . . . in front of Baker? For the first time ever, the stirrings of loathing for my sister swirled. It was an emotion I was all too familiar with.
I braced both hands on the wall in front of me and let the spray rain down on my back. My breaths were harsh as I pulled air in and pushed it out of my lungs.
A soft thud of the shower door made me stiffen. She stepped behind me. The water splashing on the tiled floor was the only sound.
I sensed her movement and closed my eyes.
“If you don’t want me to touch you, then get out now, Easy,” I ground out through clenched teeth.
Her fingers splayed on my back, and I hissed at the contact. Fire blazed up my spine. I was torn between reaching behind me and holding her hands in place and throwing them off of me. She shouldn’t do this to me now. Not in the state I was in.
Her lips drifted up my back, and I pressed my hands into the wall so hard I was certain I’d crack the stone. I fought the urge to turn, pin her against the wall, and fuck her senseless. Through the haze of anger, my desperation to see what her next move would be won out.
She peppered soft, tender kisses on my skin as her hands explored. They cascaded over my sides, around to my abdomen, up my chest. She was everywhere at once, too much and yet not enough.
Her body pressed into mine, and I groaned when her teeth grazed the back of my neck. She wrenched me closer. Hard beads of her nipples surrounded by soft flesh pushed into my back. The woman was trying to kill me, my restraint already dead.
Her hands skated down my stomach. I grabbed her wrists just before she reached my dick, holding her in place. She gasped, and I exhaled heavily.
“Are you sure about this? Because once I start, I won’t stop. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not—”
“Yes.” She emphasized the point by kissing my shoulder.
“I want to see you.” My voice sounded gruff to my own ears.
I released my hold on her, and she eased around, squeezing between me and the wall. Her eyes were clear as she looked up at me. I forgot everything else for a minute.
“I’m sorry and I’m not sorry about the other day. The shower. I didn’t have the right, but damn it woman.”
“Do I seem mad?” Her hands drifted up my chest and locked around the back of my neck.
“I don’t normally do that.” I couldn’t find the proper words to explain.
One corner of her mouth curved up. “I’m glad to hear that.”
My lips mirrored hers, an overwhelming feeling ofsomethingcame over me. I dropped my forehead to hers. “I need you. So goddamn much.”
The confession tumbled out, and I had no desire to take it back. Just being close to her . . . it was more than I’d ever had.
I tried to hold on to the remaining thread of my control.
It snapped.
My mouth crash-landed on hers. She tasted like her lip gloss, honey and sugar and perfection. I caged her in with my body as she pulled me closer at the same time.
Her whimper had my already hard dick stiffening between us. I rocked against her as I captured her mouth. Or hell, the truth was, she captured me.
