“Better?” I ask once she’s snuggled back against me.
“Hmmm…” she moans, twisting her head to the side and placing a kiss to my chest while lacing her fingers through mine.
We lie there in silence for the longest time, her soaking up the support she needs from me and me trying not to think too hard about the fact that her hot, little naked body is pressed up against mine. I’m sure she really doesn’t need my cock poking her in the back right now.
After a while, I sit forward slightly and grab the shower puff and gel from the side. I lather it up before starting work on her arms. She moans in pleasure as I rub at her skin, clearing away the visible reminders tonight has left on her.
As I brush the puff over her breasts, her breath catches, and I fight like hell not to let it affect me. I drop lower, not wanting her to think that I have any intentions other than to look after her right now.
I finish over her belly before encouraging her to sit up so I can wash her hair.
She moans as I massage her head, her muscles relaxing under my touch. It’s intoxicating to watch.
Once she’s clear of bubbles, I drop my lips to her shoulder. Her body shudders, and I can’t help but smile.
“Turn around, Kas.”
She startles at my words, but after a second, she does as instructed. She lifts her legs over mine and scoots close, too close. My teeth grind as the heat of her pussy brushes against my quickly hardening cock.
“Tiny,” I warn.
She looks up at me through her lashes, and my mouth waters.
Swallowing down my need, I focus on her. Reaching over, I swipe her washcloth from the basin and her bottle of makeup remover and set to work.
As gently as I can, I wipe at her eyes, clearing the mixture of dark makeup and blood away.
“There she is,” I say softly when her face is clear. Her skin is pale but flawless, and her lips naturally full and red.
“Hey,” she whispers, placing her hands on my chest.
“How are you doing?”
“I’ll be—”
“Don’t say okay, Kas. Tell me the truth.”
She lets out a sigh, averting her eyes from mine. “My head really hurts. I think I might have hit the desk on the way down… I don’t remember,” she says quietly. “My ribs hurt, the cut on my hip stings. Every time I shut my eyes all I can see are the evil intentions within his, and I can’t get his scent out of my nose.”
Cupping her cheeks in my palms, I swipe away the tears that drop with my thumbs.
“It’s over now. He’s gone.”
“W-what happened? One minute he was about to…” she trails off, but I don’t think either of us need her to say the next words to know what his intentions were. The state of her clothing tells me everything I need to know. “And then there were gunshots and he fell on me. And then there you were.”
I know Zach and D don’t want everyone knowing about what happened tonight, but something tells me that Kas is about as trustworthy as they come.
“D is connected to an MC. Turns out they were after Jet as well. So, when D mentioned him to his brother, they used it to set him up.”
“Wow.” She falls silent for a moment. “So it was them who came in, all guns blazing?”
“Yep.”
“That explains a lot,” she says, a small smile twitching at her lips. The sight makes my chest tighten.
“Why’s that?”
“I just couldn’t picture you, Zach and Titch taking down all the baddies.” She chuckles, and I can’t help but smile.
“What are you trying to say? I’m hard.”
“Sure you are,” she muses, tapping my chest patronisingly and making my eyes narrow in mock annoyance.
“Hey, I carried you out of there looking like the hero, didn’t I?”
“My hero,” she whispers, dropping down onto my chest and once again snuggling against me.
I wrap my arms around her and hold her until the water starts to cool around us and I begin to wonder if she’s drifted off to sleep.
19
Kas
The safety and contentment of being surrounded by Spike is more than welcome after the events of tonight.
I know the water is cold and that we really need to get out, but I can’t bring myself to push away from him.
His support right now means everything.
I’ve lived almost all my life looking after myself. I was always the one Mum leaned on if she needed someone, but until I connected with Jodie, I never had a go-to person. As I lie here, soaking up everything he’s offering me, I wonder how I ever coped without someone.
“We need to get out, you’re shivering,” he whispers above me, his deep, husky voice causing a shudder to run down my spine.
“Just a few more minutes.”
“Come on, Tiny. Getting pneumonia won’t help anyone.”
He stands, lifting me with him as if I weigh no more than a feather. My legs automatically wrap around his waist, his cock once again teasing my entrance.
I’m sure I should be numb after everything that’s happened tonight, but I can’t help just that little bit of contact sending a thrill through me.
Our night together is still at the forefront of my mind, or more so his ability to be able to make me forget everything.
I want that now. I need that now.
“You need to let go,” he chuckles, and after another two seconds, I reluctantly allow my legs to drop. The second he releases me, he wraps a huge fluffy towel around me before grabbing another and tucking it around his waist.
After gently squeezing out the excess water from my hair, he guides me from the bathroom but comes to a stop outside both of our bedrooms, not knowing which way to turn.
Making the decision for him, I turn toward his room and
