“If you ever try to leave me again, I’ll hurt you terribly in the afterlife. I swear it. I’ll have Charlie beat your ghost.”
I laugh. It hurts, but I laugh. Because that’s my girl. Dramatic, a little ridiculous, but mine. She moves her head back, and I push the loose strands of gold and fading pink behind her ear. “Wanna help me shower?”
“I can do everything and anything you want me to do to you,” she replies with flirty undertones.
“God, I love you.”
“I love you more.” She breathes, putting her chin on my chest to look up at me, pretty green cat eyes rimmed red and watery. “Come on. Let’s get you in the shower. I just need to find the waterproof bandages so I can put them on you.”
I don’t know why, but I get half a boner. It would be full mast, but the tip of my dick is still a bit sore from the catheter. “You gonna play nurse for me?”
She rolls her eyes. “Are you getting hard?”
“You’re within twenty feet of me. Of course I am.”
She lets me go with a chuckle and a shake of her head. “You’re incorrigible.”
“And you’re fucking beautiful.”
She leaves the room for about five minutes. In the meantime, I get naked and get the water in the shower to my liking. When she comes back, she does as she says—puts the bandage on for me. Instead of standing there like I thought she would, Sabrina undresses and joins me. “This water is freezing!”
“It’s lukewarm.”
“Savage!”
“Look, you can pretend you’re going to hell with your boiling showers, but I been there. I like my water lukewarm.”
She rolls her eyes. “Fine. But only because it’s for you. Next time I'll just put ice in a bathtub for you.”
I shrug. “Sounds fine.”
She sighs dramatically. “Turn around, let me get your back. Damon said for you not to stretch your arms too high up, so I’ll wash your hair, too.”
There’s a seat in the shower, but I ignore it. A bit wobbly, Ikneelfor my girl so she can wash my hair. I put my hands on her shapely hips and my forehead just below her sternum, doing my best not to become emotional with every rake of her fingernails through my wet strands and against my scalp. I feel the warmth of her skin clinging to mine like a bonfire in the fall, and she’s right—the water’s too damn cold on my back, but it feels good at the same time. I pepper soft kisses along the soft swell of her stomach that’s smaller, and I hate that. I need my girl to be healthy and strong. I need to be inside of her, closer to her. I need to feel the beat of her heart quicken under my touch.
“Parker, we can’t.”
I don’t care. I continue my journey, spreading my knees so I have a better stance on them, sitting on my heels, and dragging one of her plush thighs over my shoulder. I kiss the top of her mound, her trimmed curls, and finally, I lick that vertical line of pink flesh, each lip, crazed to find her clit already swollen and her entrancewet. The slippery kind of wet water doesn't make. I groan into her pussy. I knew my girl needed me.
“God, I missed you, Bri. Even in my dreams, you're my solace. I love you,” I speak against her sensitive flesh.
“Savage…” she whispers on a hitched breath, but my name is nothing but a fevered plea reverberating around me, kissing my skin, sinking beneath the dermis to brand me. For once the demons on my back silently watch. Like they’ve been waiting for this moment far longer than I have.
I circle my tongue over her budding clit, sliding my hands down from the back of her hips to the crease of her ass to part her cheeks so I can get deeper into her needy hole. I flatten my tongue and drag it over and over again, helping her stand when her thighs tremble. Her hands stay on my head, shoving me deeper into her pretty pussy, and I’m painfully hard. I know I’m gonna come with her when she lets go all over my face.
“Savage. We shouldn't,” she whines, but she bucks against my tongue, seeking me. “Oh my god. Savage.”
That’s it, baby. Come for your man.
I lick harder, deeper, slower, then jackhammer my tongue against that precious gem, only to go back to eating her pussy, softly landing kisses before I suck her clit into my mouth, over and over again, teasing, licking, fucking, nipping, using all I have until I can get my dick inside of her.
“Parker, Parker, baby, please, please, please. Fuck me. I need you inside of me.”
Yes, fucking ma’am.
I’m not much for shower sex, but she turns to face the wall, spreading herself open for me. I guide my cock to her slick hole. Hands on her hips, I shove as much as I can into her, pull back, and we both groan when I slam home. Sweet, velvet fucking heaven, clinging to me in gripping tiny ripples, begging me to fill her.
I'm a weak man for her and her alone. If she demands, I give. Every. Time. I like it like that. “Rub that pretty little clit for me, baby.”Thrust“God, you feel so fucking good, Bri.”Thrust“Fuck, I missed you.”Thrust.
