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Until the next morning while running across the hall in only a towel because I’d forgotten my clothes, I slammed right into an equally undressed Elian.
CHAPTER TEN
Elian
I didn’t remember the last time I had a woman in my space.
And, actually, I wasn’t sure I’d ever had one in this condo.
So I was kind of running on autopilot as I made my way out of my room the morning after I brought Elizabeth home with me, wearing nothing but a pair of low-slung sleep pants.
If I’d remembered I’d had company, I would have put on a shirt.
And if Elizabeth had realized she might, quite literally, run into me in the hall, she likely would have been wearing more than a towel.
“Oh,” she exhaled at the impact. My hands went up automatically to steady her. Only to find my hands meeting her completely bare back. “Don’t,” she squeaked, hands grabbing my waist and keeping me from stepping back. “We, ah, we seem to have a problem here,” she admitted.
It was right then that I felt it.
The brush of her bare skin against me, hot still from the shower.
There was nothing between us.
The collision had undone the tuck of her towel.
That I now felt on top of my feet, damp and warm from her body.
She shifted slightly, and I felt the brush of her breast on my chest. She felt it too, judging by the way she sucked in her breath, her posture going rigid.
Desire sucker-punched my system as I stood there, trying to recite fucking state capitals, so my cock didn’t start to get ideas about backing her up against the wall and sealing my lips over hers as my hands started to drift, to explore…
Fuck.
No.
Her fingers still situated on my waist damn sure weren’t helping the matter either because I couldn’t help but think about them shifting down a bit and over, of rubbing over my cock that was getting hard despite my efforts to keep my mind on other things.
“How about I close my eyes?” I asked, watching as she angled her head up to look at me.
And, damn, if it wasn’t desire I saw reflected back at me.
That… complicated things.
Especially since she was going to be living in my place for the time being.
“Okay,” she agreed, voice huskier with her desire, and I really, really could have gone without knowing how she sounded when she was turned on. Because now all I could imagine was her calling out my name in that same thick voice.
I forced my eyes closed even if that was the last thing I wanted right then.
The problem was, Elizabeth didn’t take a step back before bending down, and her shoulder ran down my body as she lowered to the floor to retrieve her towel.
Her sharp intake of breath was all the proof I needed that she’d been very aware of her arm brushing over my hard cock as she leaned down.
She said nothing, though, as she stepped back to wrap herself up again. And I didn’t know if that was better or worse.
“Okay,” she said when she was done, but she was already walking away, closing herself behind the door of her room.
“Fuck,” I sighed, leaning back against the wall in the hallway for a second before deciding that coffee was going to have to wait as I turned back into my bedroom, then walked into the en suite bathroom, closing the door, stripping down, and stepping into the shower.