I unconsciously licked my lips and Levi moved in. The kiss whispered to the parts of me that I’d kept hidden. Dr. Zhang had reinforced my femur with metal rods after my car crash, but I’d been the one to fortify my heart in the aftermath. Except this was Levi and he saw me—all of me. I melted against him, wet and pliant in his arms. My racing heartbeat slowed to meet his steady one, anchoring me.
He picked up a lemongrass-scented bar of soap and lathered me up. I closed my eyes, my hands splayed on his chest, enjoying the play of hard muscle as he soaped my body up in long smooth strokes and the wondrous experience of being cared for and cherished. Of knowing that I wasn’t alone.
My stress swirled down the drain along with the dirt and all my doubts. The warmth of water on my back barely registered against the scalding heat from each pass of his fingertips.
There was a squirting noise and I giggled.
“Down, smutty. It’s shampoo.” He massaged it into my scalp then tilted my head back to rinse it off with care. “There. You’re all clean.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Not that clean.” Sliding a hand to wrap around his dick, I stroked him experimentally, marveling at how something so hard could still feel so silky.
“This can be about you,” he said in a tight voice. His muscles were tense from strain, but his eyes were filled with sincerity.
“No, baby, this is about both of us.”
The smile he unfurled was almost blinding in its joy.
I raked my gaze over every impressive inch of him before biting his left nipple, the light sprinkle of damp hair on his chest scratching my chin. Beneath my lips, his heartbeat spiked.
Hot water continued to sluice over me, falling in rivulets off my curves. I closed my eyes, letting my mouth and hands guide me.
Raking my nails along his abs, I sank to my knees, one hand snaking around his calf, the other stroking his cock. My belly clenched at the slow thrust of his hips and I swirled my tongue around the head of his dick. Marking him. Drowning in him.
Levi growled, his hand tightening in my hair.
I shot him a wide, filthy smile, batted my lashes, and deep throated him, my cheeks hollowing out.
Levi bucked off the wall, muttering a low stream of Italian. He braced a hand against the sandstone tile, jerking into even harder lengths in my mouth. Both God and my name were invoked.
I throbbed for him, a fine edge of pain adding a darkness and a wildness to my desire.
Suddenly he tugged me up and hopped out of the shower.
“Problem?” My ragged breathing almost drowned out the sound of rushing water hitting the pebbled tiles.
“Yes.” Levi slipped on a condom and jumped back under the spray. He swung me around so my back slapped against the glass, wrapped my legs around his waist, and thrust inside me. “Luckily, I’m a genius at problem-solving.” His lips claimed mine as he rocked against me, raking his nails along my side.
I gasped against his mouth.
Heat pulsed off our skin, the air practically shimmering with our electric connection. Our gazes snagged in a shared moment of tenderness, before he seized my mouth in a deep, sensual kiss. His hands roamed my body and the hard glide of his skin against mine wound me higher and hotter.
The room was drenched in the musky scent of our sex, overpowering the smell of the shampoo and the traces of dirt around the drain, the headiness of the two of us, now so much more together than we’d ever been apart, overwhelming me.
I came so hard, white spots danced in front of my eyes, Levi following with a shudder.
We both blushed as our eyes met, the water still streaming over us.
Levi reached over and twisted off the tap but we didn’t move.
I was glad of the time to let my racing heart slow. I inhaled deeply, letting my lungs fill with moist air before slowly exhaling, and sliding my feet to the ground with a small wobble.
Levi brushed a wet strand of hair off my cheek, making me very aware that I was standing naked in a shower with him and everything had changed.
Droplets plopped off my breasts into tiny splashes at my feet. I cleared my throat. “Towel?”
He looked at me a long moment before turning away to open the door and deposit the condom in the trash. I shivered as the cold air hit me, but it was only for a second because Levi soon had me bundled in a thick cocoon of terrycloth. As I toweled off, I snuck a few looks at Levi drying himself, rivulets of water trickling over his muscles.
Once he was dry, he padded into the bedroom and crawled between the covers, with a look in my direction like he didn’t believe I’d stay.
Ye of little faith. I curled into his side, pulling the blankets snug up to my neck.
Levi glanced off to the side and quietly laughed.
I poked him. “What’s funny?”
“I’m happy,” he said simply.
“Me too. But we have to…” I shook away the rest of the sentence, wanting this bubble of us to last.
Levi rolled over to face me and laced his fingers through mine, looking utterly spent. “Just a nap. Keep the world out a little longer,” he murmured drowsily.
“I’d like that.” I watched him fall asleep, smoothing down a cowlick. His dark lashes lay against cheeks still flushed from the heat of the shower and I smiled at the soft snort he let out, pressing my hand against his shoulder until he shifted against me and settled back into a deep slumber.
A ray of sunshine swept in from the window and bathed the room in a dream-like glow as
