Broken by Elise Faber

Author:Elise Faber [Faber, Elise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Elise Faber

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Lexi

She was being romanced.

She shouldn’t have been surprised.

Probably, she’d nuked all of his careful plans by slipping into his bed the night before. Totally worth it—their middle of the night shenanigans before passing out for a couple of hours—even if Luc had still woken her at the crack of dawn, pressing a kiss to her lips . . . then tugging the blankets off her, leaving her naked and chilled as he’d walked across the bedroom.

Equally as naked.

But not chilled, apparently, based on the erection he was sporting.

Still, when she’d pushed out of bed and trailed him into the bathroom, intending to jump his bones, she found a candle lit, the shower on, soft music playing from the speakers.

And a sexy man hanging towels over the glass of the shower.

Her brows rose then her lips curved into a smile.

He turned to face her, eyes warm. “Hey, love,” he murmured. “How are you?”

“Chilled,” she mock grumbled, flattening her smile as he prowled toward her, making her pulse leap, her lips part, pleasure and joy flutter through her like the breeze ruffling the leaves on a tree.

A stirring, gentle but with the possibility of so much more.

The backs of his knuckles slid over her cheek, down her throat, between her breasts. “Are you okay?” he whispered, and the real concern in his eyes had her dropping her faux disapproval and stepping into his arms.

“I’m perfect,” she murmured, squeezing him tight.

“Promise?”

A nod.

“Lex,” he warned, his breath in her hair, and she knew he wanted the word, knew there was power in words.

“I promise, I’ll tell you if I’m not perfect, okay?” She leaned back, stared into his forest green eyes. “So long as you’ll do the same for me.”

He nodded.

“Luc,” she warned this time.

A grin. “I promise.” He hefted her up, made her squeak, her hands flying up to grasp his shoulders, her legs wrapping around his hips. He carried her into the shower, tucked her under the stream of water, the warm liquid sloshing over her shoulders, down her body, forming little hot pools between them. “Since we’re going to be late for our hike”—he groaned good-naturedly—“we should make sure to conserve water.”

“Is that what this is?”

She hadn’t missed the condom on the built-in shelf, nor did she miss the way he tilted the showerhead toward the tile, warming it before he pressed her back to it, his hard cock between them.

He ignored her question, nuzzling her throat, nipping just behind her ear. The spot was beyond sensitive and made her shiver, even in the warmth of the shower.

Then his lips found hers, one hand slipped between them to tease all the spots he’d discovered just hours before, displacing any thought of answers or water conservation or hiking, wrapping them into proverbial concrete and dropping them offshore. She watched them sink down, down into the dark depths.

But not sad or scary. Just buried by the weight of the moment, by this man who made her feel so much.

Who made her feel right.

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