Walland by Andrea Thome

Walland by Andrea Thome

Author:Andrea Thome [Thome, Andrea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Andrea Thome
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER

FIFTEEN

He was dumbstruck. She was a vision, and she was inviting him into a dream. She sat in an oversized claw-foot tub, which was centered in the middle of the room between two windows. She’d lined the sills with tea lights, and, if the empty container beside her was any indication, she’d added bourbon-vanilla bubble bath to the tub.

He somehow figured out how to control his body again.

Their eyes locked on each other; he moved to the vanity and poured them a drink to share. He set the glass on a small table next to the tub. Leaning over her, so their faces were just inches apart, he spoke for the first time since entering the room.

“Are you sure, India?” he said, his voice tortured. His features were stone, but the raw desire in his eyes was unmistakable.

“I’m sure,” she said, straining up toward him to get close enough to rub her nose against his. Fire erupted in him.

He kicked off his boots and shrugged out of his button-down, all the while maintaining her gaze. He recognized the craving in her eyes, and it fueled him as he picked up the pace, lifting his T-shirt up and over his head.

India was mesmerized. He was incredible-looking. His torso had a light smattering of dark hair that disappeared into a V at his waistband. She was shaking under the water, but she couldn’t let him know it. She’d realized that she would have to make the first move with him if they were ever going to quit wasting their short time together. She shuddered with anticipation as he stepped out of his jeans and, wearing only his boxer briefs, walked around to the back of the tub, removing those too, before climbing in and sliding down behind her.

The sensation of him was electrifying, but he teased her with his leisurely pace. Instead of touching her, he reached over and brought the glass of bourbon to her lips. She sipped the drink, letting it burn a trail through her insides. He took a drink himself, then returned the glass to the table.

She worked up the courage to run her hands up and down his legs, which were wrapped around her, and they tightened in response to her touch. He swept a few loose tendrils of her hair to the side and placed a tender kiss where her neck and shoulder met, causing her to shudder.

She leaned her head back and lost herself in the feel of him. His hands reached down to hold hers under the water, and they lay together, their hearts beating in tandem for a while.

Time passed, although they weren’t sure how much. Coldplay’s “Fix You” came on, and Wyatt began a leisurely exploration, starting with his splayed palms against her belly. She quivered as he journeyed upward, cupping her breasts gently before allowing his fingers to graze her nipples. She arched back at the contact, rotating her body just enough to look at him, and then began a tour of his chest with her own hands.



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