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BRYNN
Brynn carried in the basket of freshly laundered clothing in need of folding and set it on the floor of Aaron’s bedroom. Water splashed against the shower floor as Aaron bathed after a long day at work. Her phone beeped in her pocket. She pulled it out to find a photo of Aspen and Dani decorating cookies at Pippa’s house.
Pippa:I think I made too many cookies. I’ll be sending a couple dozen home with Dani. Don’t hate me!
She’d just dropped her daughter off and it looked like they were already hard at work.
Brynn:That’s not a problem. Whatever we don’t eat we can bring to Hope.
“Brynn?” Aaron called from the bathroom.
She set her phone on the nightstand, her eyes catching on the wall behind the bed. She sucked in a sharp breath. The headboard was gone. She backed up a step. The mattress was set on a simple box spring.
He did this for me? He must have removed it to make sure the thump of the headboard never happened again. Her eyes burned.
“Brynn?” he repeated.
“Coming.” She made her way to the bathroom, his gorgeous naked form glistening through the glass as water rained down over him.
“Join me?” He smiled.
Her focus roamed over the hard planes of his chest and down his abs, which flexed under his movements to the deep V of his hips. Her breath caught. She’d never once known a more perfect man. Dark hair trailed from his belly button down to his long, thick cock.
“No one’s home but us. Mom went shopping for gifts,” he assured her.
She pulled off her clothes and tossed them into the basket in the corner of the bathroom. She was surprised at how quickly she’d gotten used to being naked in front of Aaron.
She’d never thought she could trust someone like this, nor expose her scars. But he hadn’t even asked about them. Maybe he understood she wasn’t ready to talk about them yet. Maybe he understands me.
She stepped into the shower, her feet landing on warm slate. She wouldn’t get used to the luxury of Aaron’s life. Heated floors, giant bathrooms, Egyptian cotton sheets. The man owned a freaking lake.
Brynn shouldn’t have felt like she fit in, but the moment his strong arms wrapped around hers, everything made sense. Water cascaded down his body and onto hers, warding off the chill. He turned so that she was under the spray, his front to her back, and that eager cock of his standing to attention like it did every time she pressed against him.
She spun around, her gaze falling once again to his erection.
“You can touch me, you know. If you want,” Aaron said.
Did she want to? Yes, she absolutely did. The missing headboard in the bedroom flashed in her mind. Aaron had done one thing after another just to make her feel more comfortable. His attention was always focused on her needs. But who took care of his?
Her skin prickled as nerves twisted her belly into intricate knots. She’d only read about blow jobs—thankfully, she’d never been forced by Paul since it had been against their beliefs. Surely, she could figure it out.
Brynn dropped to her knees, the hard slate pressing into her skin, grounding her while her heart raced.
“Brynn?” Aaron’s gaze darkened.
She licked her lips, looking up at him. “Tell me what to do.”
“Like explain, or order you around?” His voice was like gravel.
“The second one.”
“You don’t have to do this.”
“I want to.”
He nodded. “Lick me. Just the tip. Taste what you do to me.”
