Page 44 of Carnal Risk

Garrett turned to her, his expression serious. Without saying a word, he unbuttoned his shirt. It fell to the floor, revealing his ripped abdomen. As if her hands had a mind of their own, they reached for him. She gazed into his eyes, trailing her fingers over his shoulder.

He unbuckled his belt, sliding it out of his pants, and within seconds he stood fully nude before her. Selby wanted more time to just stare at him, to memorize every inch of his spectacular form. She glanced at his hard length, and quickly raised her gaze to his, giving him a shy smile. Her nipples stood to attention as if saluting the general who was about to take command. Her heart beat faster, as she was unable to anticipate his next move.

Garrett reached for the hem of her dress, and in one smooth movement, he easily guided the blue fabric away from her body. Allowing him to remove her thong, she stood bare before him. Without words, he took her hand and led her into the hot spray. Serenity blanketed her mind as he brought her back to his chest and began to massage her shoulders. She moaned and before she knew what was happening he was washing her hair. Water droplets danced over her skin as she arched her back, her chest pressing upward. He tilted her head into the soothing rain, rinsing away the lather. Strong soapy hands slid down her arm, and Selby yearned to turn to him. She went to move, but he settled a hand on her waist, holding her in place. The tip of his cock prodded the crevice of her bottom, focusing her attention.

“Tell me what happened?” Garrett asked, trailing a slippery finger down the long scar on her back.

Selby froze, having forgotten it was there. She hadn’t planned on having this conversation with him tonight.

“What’s wrong? You can tell me.” His wet lips pressed to her neck.

“It was an accident.” Her voice trembled. Once again she tried to turn, but he held her in place as he continued to draw a line on her raised skin.

“I can see it was an accident. I don’t imagine surgery would leave this type of scar.”

“Playing doctor again?” Selby attempted to change the conversation.

“Nope. You kind of get experience with scars in my business. I like to think of them as souvenirs. They remind us of how tough we are.”

“Not everyone wants to be tough.” Memories of her childhood attack would never leave her. She could only be so lucky to forget.

“Did someone hurt you?” The tone of Garrett’s voice grew serious.

“Sort of. It was my fault,” she hedged.

“You don’t like to let anyone in, do you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re strong. Smart. But you’re also a little closed up. Your fears. It’s almost as if something made you afraid. Or someone.”

“I’m just cautious.”

“You don’t need to be afraid of me.”

“What makes you think I’m…?” Selby’s words trailed off as Garrett’s hands brushed over her breasts, caressing them.

“When you’re ready, you can tell me what happened. But you will tell me eventually. Do you know why, Selby?” he asked, pinching her nipples until she gave a small moan. Her head lolled back onto his shoulder as he touched her.

“Why?” Her voice croaked. Selby’s body was set on fire as his hands glided down her belly. She wanted to tell him, to admit what had happened to her. But the shame was too great to bear.

“Because you will trust me to be the man who not only makes you come so hard you see fucking stars, I’ll be the one who you can rely on in your darkest moments. I want to be that man for you. But until that happens, we’ll continue to get to know each other.”

Selby gasped as he rocked his erection up against her ass, sliding his fingers down into the crease near her inner thighs. His hand grazed over her skin slowly, this time flittering directly atop her pussy. As Garrett washed her bared mound, thoroughly cleaning her folds and gently swiping over her nub, Selby thought she’d come undone.

“Garrett,” Selby groaned as he withdrew. He opened her lips to the spray, sweeping away the bubbles. The water splashed onto her exposed clit, and it swelled in arousal.

“I want to do everything to and with you,” he whispered in her ear.

“Yes,” she replied, tilting her hips upward.

“No one will ever have you the way I will, Selby. Not only will you trust me someday, you’ll beg me to listen to every secret you’re keeping. By the time we’re done, you’ll get that I don’t do things half way. Not in business, not with you. Now sit.”

“What?” Selby, only halfway listening, had gone numb with desire. She whimpered as he released her folds, bringing an abrupt end to the quivering sensation he’d caused.

“Sit,” he repeated, turning her so she faced him.

“What are you doing?” Selby asked as he guided her onto the smooth stone seating.