He raised his head, and her hands fell away. Raw emotion bubbled in his eyes. There was so much fear. She felt an uncomfortable twinge in the vicinity of her heart.
“You didn’t lose me.”
He gathered her hands in his and raised them to his lips, turning one over to press a gentle kiss to her palm.
Water beaded and rolled down his broad chest, and she followed the rivulet with her gaze until it slithered past his protruding cock.
Her fingers tingled with the need to touch him, to reach out and grasp the hard flesh, but to her surprise he simply turned her around and reached for the soap.
He washed every inch of her skin. Every scrape, every bruise, each pinkened spot from the heat of the blast. His hands slid down her body with ease, to her belly, and then he paused and inched them back up to her breasts.
He cupped the mounds and brushed his thumbs across the taut points of her nipples. A small gasp escaped her parted lips. He continued to gently knead the globes, lathering the soap in bubbly circles.
Then he placed both hands flat against her body and smoothed them downward, over her abdomen. He skimmed over the wet curls between her legs to the inner portion of her thighs.
The edges of his fingers brushed ever so softly over her pussy as he worked his way in and then down the inside of her legs.
He knelt on one knee and picked up one small foot, placed it on his other knee and soaped it with infinite care.
As long as she lived, she’d never forget the image of this big man kneeling in the shower, almost humbly as he washed her feet. There was such reverence, such love and concern in his actions, his every touch and caress.
Tears burned the corners of her eyes.
She was a fool for running for so long.
When he’d finished both feet, he rose and reached for the shampoo. He squeezed a generous amount into his hands and gently worked it into her hair, taking care around the gash at her hairline.
There was a slight pinch as he ran his thumb over the cut to wash the dried blood away. She tried to control the wince but her eye twitched.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips to the cut. “I’m sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
She smiled and reached up to wipe the soap from his mouth. “It’s okay.”
“Turn around so I can rinse.”
He kept his hands on her shoulders as she slowly rotated. She turned her face up into the spray and let the water fall over her head. Sawyer’s fingers threaded through her hair and separated the strands.
He slid one hand over her cheek and underneath her chin. Carefully, he pulled back until her head rested on his chest and she was staring up into his eyes. He lowered his mouth to her forehead and closed his eyes.
She rested comfortably there, content to let his strength surround her. Finally he reached over to turn the water off. He put his hands on her hips and slowly slid them up her body, over her arms and up to her shoulders. He squeezed once and then reached over to open the shower door.
To her surprise, Cam was waiting. He swept her into his arms, wrapping a warm towel around her body as Sawyer dried off and dressed in a pair of shorts. She stared up at Cam as he proceeded to pat the moisture from her skin.
He took one end of the towel and carefully dried the area around the cut on her head then dabbed at the gash itself. As Sawyer had done in the shower, Cam placed a gentle kiss over the wound.
Unable to resist the warmth of his embrace, she snuggled into his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. He stiffened the slightest bit before she felt him relax again.
The towel was trapped between them, and Sawyer was getting a prime view of her ass, but she didn’t care. She burrowed her face into Cam’s soft T-shirt and bumped her head underneath his chin.
“Sorry,” she mumbled against his chest.
His arms crept around her, and he squeezed tightly. “Never apologize for this, Reggie darling. I’ve waited a long time for it.”
She sighed and rubbed her cheek against him, closing her eyes as contentment invaded her heart.
He kissed the top of her head. “Come on, let’s get you back into the bedroom.”
He pulled away and carefully wrapped the towel around her, tucking the end between her breasts.
