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“Yes.”
I lowered my arm, allowing the tips of my fingers to slip to her exposed skin bordering the open collar of her robe before hooking a finger inside the hollow between her breasts and continuing downward, dragging my finger until the flimsy belt pulled loose and the curtain of fabric separated completely.
With her chest rising and falling and our desire palpable, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She then rolled her shoulders, and the silk slid off her body and pooled around her feet.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” I all but hummed.
“And you are overdressed.” She licked her lips and gave me a teasing wink.
I blew out a rushed burst of air. “It would appear so.”
She took a step closer, erasing the gap that separated us.
“May I?” she asked, placing her hands on my vest.
“You never have to ask.” I spoke the truth; she never had to. I’d welcome her touch any day of the week, at any time.
Her hands roamed to my sides, where she first pulled at the Velcro straps on my Kevlar. I lowered my chin and watched her with rapt interest as she slowly and methodically unbuttoned each button on my uniform shirt as if we had all the time in the world. After releasing the snaps on my thigh holster, she stopped and seemed hesitant after pulling the prongs of my utility belt free. I took the leather from her grip and laid my holster on the bathroom counter before reaching my hand back over my shoulder, gripping the fabric of my undershirt, and lifting it over my head, tossing it swiftly behind me.
I then cupped the sides of her jaw and took her mouth again. Her full lips were a blanket of heaven, moving effortlessly in sync with mine, leaving no corner untouched. It consumed us both in that the kiss varied from the one in the hallway. This kiss was sensual and unhurried.
After shucking my work shoes and every other article of offending clothing below the waist, I assisted Lakelyn in the tub and climbed in behind her. It was a tight fit, given we were both tall, but I had no complaints as long as she was in my arms.
The tension that coiled so tightly in her body since we’d met had eased under my touch. I closed my eyes, lowered my chin to the top of her head, and savored the moment as it had been a long time since I’d felt such peace.
With the warmth of her body radiating between us, it seemed to comfort us both and keep our desires burning. She wiggled her bottom and angled her head to the side. I leaned forward and nipped a path up her neck along the curve of her jaw before tugging her lip between my teeth. The carnal groans of yearning floating through the air were undeniable, and I couldn’t take it anymore.
I needed her.
I needed to touch her, to feel her come undone.
I wanted to immerse myself in her pleasure.
With our kiss deepening, I ran my hand up her thigh toward her knee and lifted her leg out of the water and over the tub’s edge before leisurely tracing whisper-soft circles down the inner side of her thigh. Goose bumps crawled across her skin, sending a delicious shiver through her entire body as I repeated the process with her other leg.
Our kiss faltered when I reached the apex of her thighs and found her slick with desire. “Is this for me, beautiful? You’re so wet.”
Using my finger to dip inside her heat, I then spread the glossiness of her desire up over her clit, which was swollen and hard under my touch.
“You want me right here, don’t you?”
“God, yes,” she murmured, nearly breathless, and it turned me on even more, knowing how affected she was by me.
As I rubbed over the hardened pebble in a circular motion, her pulse beat a steady rhythm, only to clench and pick up speed when I slipped two fingers inside her heated velvet walls.
Lakelyn gripped the tub’s edge; her knuckles turned white, and her breathing increased tenfold with each pump of my fingers.
“You’re so fucking responsive. I love it.”
She was close, and fuck, I was going to come like an adolescent boy with no control over his body from the friction of her withering so passionately against me.
With my one hand cupping Lakelyn between the legs and my other on her hip, I lifted her off the base of the tub and repositioned her over the top of my thighs so my cock nestled against the crevasse of her exquisite bottom. Her legs remained spread wide, draped over the tub’s edges, giving me unfiltered access and one hell of an unabashed view as I held her firmly in place and worked my fingers upward, reaching her G-spot.
Tension coiled in my spine, and my balls drew up. I rocked us fiercely and picked up the pace of my hand. I needed her to come first. She would always come first, and come she did so flawlessly, breathlessly, with the pinch of her nipple between my fingers and the pressure I applied to her clit with my thumb.
“Boden,” she cried out as her core gripped my fingers and pulsed as the tremors of her orgasm ravaged her body uncontrollably. The sensation was pure ecstasy and was no match to withhold my release as I followed her lead from the friction of her body rubbing against mine.
“Holy fuck, Lakelyn . . . Lakelyn.”
