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I didn’t remember the last time I’d had that.
Yes, I did.
Never.
I’d never had that before.
Which was probably why it was affecting me so strongly as I leaned back against the cool porcelain of the tub, letting my eyes drift closed against the bright light, and waited for my meds to kick in, praying I caught it early enough to avoid a full-blown intractable migraine.
The last thing I expected to feel after such an ordeal was desire starting to flicker, then catch flame as the water teased over my skin, as I listened to Elian walking around the apartment.
But it wasn’t long before it was a full-blown wildfire coursing through me, making me press my legs together, remembering the failed attempt the night before to ease the constant ache inside.
Suddenly, it didn’t feel quite so embarrassing to be caught. If anything, it only managed to fan the flames of need until there was a pressure on my lower stomach, a throbbing sort of need between my thighs, and the sudden urge to climb out of the bath, and walk naked until I found him, then demand we finally ease the tension between us.
Then, as the meds kicked in, chasing away the migraine, like the universe was agreeing with my idea, I heard him knock on the bathroom door.
Before I could think better of it, I was inviting him in, watching as he came in a step before freezing, his back stiffening, his brows lifting.
I watched as he seemed helpless but to let his gaze move from my face, gliding down to where my breasts were just barely hidden by the water, then over the length of me, obscured by the depth of the water, but clearly conjuring up his own images. Because by the time his gaze was on my face again, his lids were heavy, and his golden eyes were scorching into me.
“I thought…” he said, forcing his gaze to the floor. “I thought you said to come in,” he said, reaching out to the side to rest a change of clothes on the sink cabinet.
“I did,” I said, voice smaller than I wanted it to be, but I was trying to prevent him from backing out of the room.
At those words, his gaze lifted again, landing on my face, searching for something.
I guess he found what he was looking for, because he was walking toward me then, dropping down to his knees beside the tub. His arm raised, his fingers moving up to skirt over my temple, then down my cheek and jaw.
“How’s your head?” he asked, voice soft, but thick with his growing desire.
“It’s a lot better,” I admitted, touched by his concern.
“So you don’t need more pain relief?” he asked, and the combination of the heat in his eyes and the sexy little smirk he shot me had my belly flip-flopping.
“It’s not completely gone,” I said, leaning my head back, watching his gaze helplessly move over me again. Then, surprised by my own boldness, I asked, “Do you have a remedy?”
I expected him to tease me, to drag it out.
But as soon as the words were out of my mouth, a rumbling sound moved through him, and then his hand was plunging under the water and pressing between my thighs.
There was no stopping the moan that escaped me as my legs fell shamelessly open, inviting more.
Elian was happy to provide exactly what I needed.
His fingers slid up my cleft, finding my clit, and rubbing the pad of his thumb over it before moving away to tease around, never quite giving me the contact I so desperately needed.
My hips were writhing against his touch as my head fell back, my breathing going fast and shallow.
Elian’s gaze slid from my face, moving over me once again. Then his free hand was moving out, teasing over my breast, making my nipple twist to a hardened point.
With that rumbling sound moving through him again, his thumb and forefinger closed around my nipple and started to do delicious little rolls that had my hips rocking and my moans filling the bathroom.
“Elian, please,” I whimpered, the need a coiled pressure deep in my core.
His fingers shifted, two sliding inside of me just as his thumb glided over my clit. I nearly came apart just like that as Elian made a little approving sound at the back of his throat.
His fingers started to thrust, and I couldn’t help but let myself imagine him settled deep inside me as his weight pressed down on me, as his lips claimed mine.