Embry smirked and backed up, crooking two fingers and beckoning me forward. “First, clean up. Then we can get dirty again.”
I thought taking a brick to the face was the closest I was getting to being hit by a train today, but I hadn’t accounted for Embry giving me his naked back as he strolled away from me to the bathroom. I mean, fuckinghell.
My eyeballs fell out of my head.
The shower turned on. Steam began to billow from the open bathroom door. I watched Embry test the water, then step beneath the spray, still with his back to me. My entire fucking soul followed him, but somehow I remained frozen in place, blood sizzling, cock aching.
Breathe. He ain’t gonna let you fuck him in the shower.
As heady as his murmured words were before all hell had broken loose, I knew that.
Iknewit.
And it didn’t fucking matter. My cock was hard. So what? So was his. It didn’t make anything inevitable except the fact that I was going to miss out on the shower of my dreams if I didn’t push off this door and join him in the bathroom.
I pushed off the door. Entered the bathroom and stepped into the shower. Blood and muck instantly clogged my vision, but I barely noticed as my body made contact with Embry.
With his hot, wet skin.
I hauled him against me, my cock digging into his back.
He laughed. “Easy. Clean up first, remember?”
I didn’t remember anything but how good he felt.
Embry laughed some more, then set about cleaning us both up, producing a flannel from somewhere to fix my face.
It took some time, but eventually the water ran clear and he stopped poking at me. “Smashed eyebrows bleed a lot. Hopefully that’s all it is.”
I didn’t give a shit. Not a single one. My fucking artery could’ve been severed and I wouldn’t have noticed. I washed my hair because he told me to.
Washed his because Iwantedto.
Then we were as clean as I was prepared to wait for, and his mouth was mine.
I claimed it, kissing him hard, and crowded him against the tiled wall. His chest welded to mine, muscle on muscle, so different from a woman’s, but every bit as hot.
Hotter, actually. I loved women. But Embry, man. He pressed buttons I hadn’t known existed. Flipped every switch. I wanted to touch his cock again. I wanted to watch him shiver and groan and come. Fuck, I wanted him in my mouth, and that really was a new phenomenon.
Never sucked a dick in my life.
I needed to suck his or I’d die.
Embry broke the kiss to bite his way down my neck. I took advantage of the uninhibited access to his skin and ran my hands all over him.
Focused.
Obsessed.
Then his mouth found my nipple and a different heat sluiced through me, the bone-shaking intensity brand new. The teeth on sensitive flesh. The raw moan that escaped my slack fucking mouth.
Embry chuckled and tweaked the other side.
Goddamn. I tunnelled my fingers into the thick hair at the base of his skull. Tugged him away from the sweet torture and took his mouth again.
The kiss grew rougher. Too rough, if I’d been in my right mind, but adrenaline and stress were weird things. Seeing Embry fight. Seeing him take hits andenjoy iton top of every other ounce of bullshit in my fucked-up life. Fucking-A. I was a mess of energy. Short circuiting at every turn. The only thing that stuck was my crazy-hot desire for him.
Myunsateddesire.
