Page 7 of My Liar


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“Or perhaps you’re just a dumb fuck.” Her laugh erases any harm her words could do.

I reach for the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head, then drop it to the floor. She rolls her eyes as she asks, “What the hell are you doing?”

“A soak in the tub sounds great.” I pull off my basketball shorts and boxers, leaving them in a pile.

“It is great. Especially when it’s in the one at your own house.”

I know the difference between when she’s merely slinging insults for fun and when she truly wants me out of her face. Thankfully, it’s more a vibe that says,I can’t give in, but I don’t want you to go.At least that’s what I’m hoping.

“Yeah, but there’s no threat of being drown by a witch at my place, so it’s not as fun.”

The smirk she tries to hide is comforting and gives me the go-ahead to step into the bathtub. Carefully sitting down behind her, my legs slide next to either side of hers before I move my arms around her waist and pull her so her back rests against my chest. That’s the moment I let out a deep exhale, close my eyes, and let my head drop back against the glass of the shower behind me.

My hands move of their own accord over her body, lightly massaging her slick skin. When she drops her head back on my chest, I lean forward to place a soft kiss on her neck. While kneading her thigh, I feel her wince slightly. Damn it. She’s still sore. Whether she wants to tell me or not, she’s in pain. “You can tell me if it hurts. I’m trying to make you feel better.”

“Then stop talking.” Her voice sounds relaxed, dreamy almost. And definitely lacks her normal rage or sarcasm.

“But then I won’t know what a dumb fuck I am,” I tease, my palm moving down her thigh. Fuck. I shouldn’t be thinking about her like this right now. That’s not why I got in the tub with her. But I want to touch her and not just for her own pleasure.

“You already know you’re a dumb fuck. Because you’re here and keep coming back for more.”

“Forever.” I twirl my finger against her thigh in a circular motion. It might not be in the air, but she knows the significance, and I know I’m pushing my luck.

“Seriously, Cade. Just shut the fuck up or leave.”

“I’m not leaving. This feels too good.” I move my hand over her thigh and between her legs.

Her body tenses, her back pushing against me. “Yeah, it feels great, but you don’t know how to not catch feelings.”

“And you don’t know how to let yourself feel anything.” Her hands move to my legs, nails digging into my skin as she looks over her shoulder at me.

“I have a balcony here, too, that I can push you off. So, please keep your mushy thoughts in check.” She rests against me. “This is supposed to be a relaxing soak, not Cade-has-a-fucking-crush time.”

“It’s not a crush, but I’ll make sure you enjoy the soak if you’re up for it.”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

Oh, I don’t know? Maybe because some psycho was holding you hostage and tormenting you.“Because you might develop a crush yourself.”

Her laugh barks out at the same time my left arm moves around her, allowing my hand to easily cup her chest while my right hand moves back between her thighs, fingers rubbing over her.

“The water isn’t my favorite place for this,” I say into her ear before my lips move to her neck.

“And why not?” Her voice is quick and almost steady as my fingers slide inside her.

“Because I like to feel how wet you are for me.”

“You could use some help since you’re not really doing it for me today.” She takes her jab but it’s too nice even for her.

“Is that so?” I laugh as my mouth moves to her shoulder.

“Yes,” she breathes.

As much as I want to be inside her, to pull her out of the tub and fuck her on the counter and floor and against the wall, I don’t. Because I know she needs to heal physically as much as she does mentally. Both seem impossible. But I have faith that her stubborn will won’t allow her any other choice but to overcome these demons in time. But for tonight, I want to make sure she’s all right.

“Then I’ll have to take care of your unbearable need for now. I can wait.”

I think she mutters a curse or something in my direction about stopping the sappy “‘I’ll wait’ bullshit” but her words are cut off when I pump my fingers inside her and rub my palm against her clit.

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