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“Will.” Surprise is evident in my voice as my eyes lower to the splint on his hand. “You shouldn’t get that wet. I’m fine—”
He drops to his knees beside the tub, tossing the towel onto the floor. His hands cup my face, his ice-blue eyes locking on mine, penetrating my soul. “Fuck the splint. Fuck my hand.” He moves closer, his lips close to mine, stealing the breath from my lungs. “I’m so sorry, baby. I’ve been holding something back and I shouldn’t have.” His chin quivers as he exhales a slow breath, as though he’s trying not to cry. “Can we talk?”
“Of course, Will.” I try to shift my body in the large tub to subtly take my weight off his injured hand without being obvious, but he holds onto me, preventing me from moving.
His uninjured hand strokes my cheek, causing me to emit a low whimper, melting into his touch.
“I’m so sorry for your tears, love. I hate that you’re hurting.” His thumb raises higher, gently tracing beneath my dry, gritty eyes.
It feels so amazing to be touched like this, with his face this close to mine. As though we are rewinding time to the moment before I walked out of his office building and was kidnapped by his enemy.
To the time when we were simply Will and Everleigh, two people very much in love.
When I think he’s about to kiss me, he shifts his weight and stands, his hands falling away from my face.
I turn my face away quickly before he can see the sting of rejection that I’m sure is quite obvious.
Movement from my peripheral vision and his low grunt as he pulls his t-shirt overhead draws my attention back to him.
“Will, what are you—”
My words catch in my throat as his fingers grip the waistband of his sweatpants, tugging them down. He winces, sucking in a breath, and I open my mouth to admonish him… But close it when I notice his pronounced erection tenting his boxers.
My breathing accelerates and my tongue sweeps out, licking my suddenly dry lips. My throat is parched as my breathing accelerates. Desire causes the hair along my arms and on the nape of my neck to rise.
Fuck, he’s beautiful.
My gaze peruses slowly over every hard ridge and muscle, drinking him in from head to toe and back again.
He smirks, one corner of his lips lifting higher, and desire heats me, burning my skin. Biting my lip; the intensity of his possessive gaze makes me shiver. I try to prevent the whimper by biting my lip, but it slips out, overpowering the music surrounding us.
His tongue darts out, licking his lips, and I fucking melt. My muscles go slack, barely able to keep me from slipping beneath the water. My body trembles from the arousal coursing through me, causing the water to slosh inside the tub.
He drops his sweatpants, letting them pool on the tile floor beneath his feet.
And why the fuck do I find his feet so damn sexy?
As he steps out of the sweatpants, kicking them away, I’m entranced with every movement he makes, watching his muscles ripple. Unable to say a word, I overtly stare, barely blinking.
When his fingers hook around the waist of his boxers, a moan escapes my lips, making my cheeks heat.
Christ, Everleigh, pull your shit together. You’re acting like a horny teenager.
My teeth sink into my bottom lip as he slowly pulls his boxers over his hips, a painfully slow striptease that has lust slamming into my core, spreading through me like a freight train. My nerve-endings tingle like a live wire.
He gives me the smile he reserves only for me, charging the air between us.
Will’s gaze drinks me like he’s been in the desert, dying of thirst. Those possessive blue eyes penetrate me, locking onto every single movement that I make. When I swallow hard, his eyes move to my throat, as though he’s watching my saliva slide down. When I exhale, letting out the breath I’ve been holding, his gaze goes to my chest, partially hidden by the water, studying every inch of my exposed skin.
I shift my weight, bending my knees, my heels pressing into the tub so I don’t slip. His gaze locks on my exposed kneecaps. Squeezing my thighs together, his hungry eyes travel back to mine, his desire like an inferno.
His lips curl into a salacious smile as he drops his boxers to the floor, his thick cock jutting out proudly.
And fuck, do I want to slide my tongue over his shaft before wrapping my lips around him, sucking him deep inside my mouth.
He saunters toward me, drawing my attention back to his face. I’m captivated by his every move, his gaze pinning me in place as he steps inside the enormous tub. Lowering into the warm, vanilla scented water, his hands shoot out, grabbing my arms and dragging me onto his lap. I whimper as he settles me on his cock, desire making my hands shake as I grip his shoulders.
“Goddamn, baby, I can feel how wet you are for me.” His deep, low voice makes the lust coil and snap inside me, making me ravenous for him.
