Page 30 of His Deadly Devotion
“Connor, go away. I do not want you to see me looking like this,” she says right before she throws up again.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You look fucking gorgeous,” I tell her.
She doesn’t.She looks like absolute crap. Sweat covers her body. She’s shivering and tears are streaming down her cheeks. But I’m not stupid. I would never tell her that. Also, underneath all of it, she’s just as gorgeous as ever.
“You’re a liar,” she says.
I uncap the water with one hand and hold it out to her. “Here, drink this.”
Aurora’s hands shake as she takes the bottle. “This never happens. It was red wine. We’re born with the stuff in our veins,” she mumbles, repeating her brother’s words.
“You do know that’s not actually true, right? Like it’s biologically impossible.” I laugh, but when Aurora turns her icy glare on me, that laughter dies in its tracks. “How about we get in the shower?” I stand, bringing Aurora with me.
“I can do it myself. I don’t need you to look after me,” she says as she leans all her weight on to my side.
“I know you don’t. But I like looking after you.” My lips press against the top of her head.
I walk her over to the shower and lean her against the wall. With one hand, I reach in and turn on the water. Once I’m satisfied with the temperature, I glance back at Aurora.
“Arms up.” Gripping the bottom of her shirt, I lift the material over her head. I reach one hand behind her back and unclasp her bra, dragging the straps down her arms.
“You’re really practiced at that, huh?” Aurora smirks.
My lips tilt up. “Patty and I practiced unclasping bras when we were ten. I mastered the art within weeks.”
“Ten? You we’re thinking about girls at ten?” Aurora asks.
“I was thinking aboutboobsat ten,” I clarify as I stare at the best tits I’ve ever fucking seen.
Not the time, though.
Shifting my attention to her shorts, I undo the buttons and then peel the fabric off her body. I make a mental note to ensure they disappear before she sobers up. I fucking hate and love those shorts at the same time. Next, I slide her underwear down her legs, crouching to help her step out of the thin, lacey material.
Fuck, now my face is level with her pussy.My cock is straining.Not the time,I remind myself.
Straightening back up, I help Aurora move into the shower. “Hold on to the wall. Do not fall,” I tell her.
“Okay. Gee, you’re bossy.”
I make fast work of stripping out of my own clothes, not trusting her ability to keep herself upright for too long.
Once we’re both under the shower spray, I pick up the loofah. It looks to be brand new. Squirting some shower gel onto the top, I then start wiping her down. This isn’t the first time we’ve showered together, but it is the first time we’ve showered together without me pushing her up against the wall and shoving my cock deep inside her.
When I’m done washing her hair, I shut off the water and wrap a big fluffy towel around Aurora’s body before doing the same with her hair. She looks a bit better. Color is returning to her face. After drying and dressing myself, I open a toothbrush that’s sitting on the counter, squirt some toothpaste onto it, and hand it to her.
“What? You’re not going to brush my teeth for me too?” she asks.
“I can. Open wide,” I tell her.
She snatches the toothbrush from my hand. “It was a joke.”
“There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you, Aurora,” I say.
“I know,” she replies around the bristles.
Once she’s finished with her teeth, I lead her into the bedroom and pull the covers from the bed. Aurora strips the towels off her body and climbs onto the mattress. Completely fucking naked.
Fuck me, how am I supposed to get into a bed with my naked girlfriend and not touch her?