Page 25 of Tangled in His Embrace

She turned the dial on the showerhead from the gentle spray she used to wash to something with a little more pressure behind it. Then she rested her back against the side of the shower and spread her legs. The moment the water hit her already sensitive clit, she had to bite her lip to keep from moaning.

Closing her eyes, she let her mind go where it wanted. She could feel his hands ghosting over her body, coaxing her closer and closer to orgasm.

Her body heated at memories of him between her legs, running his tongue over her sex, circling her clit. It had been so long since she’d felt his mouth on her like that.

Gabby gasped as her grip on the showerhead slipped a little and the water hit a new spot. She blindly searched for something to hold on to as she climbed higher toward her goal. Oh.

Every muscle in her body clenched and she yelled out as she reached her climax. All of the want and need she’d been feeling finally found release. She lowered the showerhead and sagged against the wall as her breathing slowly returned to normal.

Once her head began to clear, Gabby knew she was in trouble. As much as she feared being hurt again, she wasn’t sure if she could resist Jax. Not for long anyway. Every cell in her being responded to him.

She finished washing up and took her time getting dressed. Giving in would be so easy. But was that what was best for her and Taylor? He said he wouldn’t leave again, but could she trust that? Would she ever be able to trust him?

The problem was she didn’t know the answer to any of those questions. She wanted him, yes. That didn’t mean, however, that opening her heart to him was a good idea.

But what was the alternative? Continue how they’d been? He was right about the way they’d been tiptoeing around each other. At the moment Taylor was too young to pick up on it, but sooner or later she’d be able to figure out something wasn’t right between her parents. What then?

She ran a brush through her hair as she blew it dry with the hair dryer. It was a mindless task, which was good. She needed all her mental energy to figure out what she was going to do about Jax.

The more she thought about it, the more she realized there was only one thing she could do. She was going to have to give him the chance he’d asked for. It scared her more than anything had in her life except giving birth to her daughter. That had turned out to be one of the best things to ever happen to her. She could only hope this thing with Jax turned out the same.

Her hair mostly dry, she put everything away and opened the door. She halted when she saw Jax a few feet away, leaning against the opposite wall.

Gabby opened her mouth to ask him what he was doing standing there when she got a look at his eyes. His stance might have been casual, but his eyes told a different story. She lowered her gaze to his crotch and sure enough she could see the bulge of his erection.

Before she could find her words, he spoke, his voice husky and full of lust. “I heard you scream and thought you needed help.”

Her eyes went wide and her heart rate skyrocketed. She knew she was in trouble. Big, big trouble.

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Jax watched the range of emotions fly across Gabby’s face. She sucked in a lungful of air, causing her breasts to rise and fall. The sweater she was wearing did little to lessen the impact to his libido. He knew what was underneath the thick fabric.

Her lips parted and her tongue darted out to run along her bottom lip before disappearing back inside her mouth. He swallowed, trying to hold on to his resolve to give her the space she’d asked for. It wasn’t easy, but he held his ground.

That was until she launched herself at him. She took hold of his face, pulling it down until her lips covered his. It took him a moment to catch up to the change, but when he did he held nothing back. He wrapped his arms around her, crushing her against him as he devoured her mouth.

Gabby pressed against him, pushing his weight into the wall. There was an almost frantic feeling to her kiss... a desperation. As much as he loved her enthusiasm, he didn’t want her to end up regretting it like she had last night.

He ripped his mouth free for a second. “Gabby.”

She kissed him again, dipping her tongue into his mouth. It would be so easy to forget his worries and go with it, but he didn’t just want to lose himself in her body. She was more important to him than a moment of pleasure.

“I don’t,” he said between kisses. “Want. You. To. Regret.”

Gabby stopped and met his gaze. He could see the hunger in her eyes, the want. But that had never been the problem. For either of them. He’d wanted her from the first moment he saw her and it had been the same for her. He doubted that would ever change. “I won’t regret it.”

“You said that last time and—”

She placed two fingers over his lips. “I promise I won’t go hide in the bathroom after.” Her gaze went to his lips. “I promise we’ll talk. Later.” She looked up at him again. “Right now I need you. There is only so much a showerhead can do.”

His cock pulsed at the image she’d presented, the sound of her scream still fresh in his mind. He cupped her ass with the palm of his left hand and her breast with the other.

Gabby arched her back, thrusting her breast farther into his hand.

He couldn’t resist such a temptation. Lowering his mouth, he moaned as their lips connected once more. She stood on her tiptoes and lifted her leg to wrap around his hip, seeking the friction she desired.

They kissed until he couldn’t stand it anymore. He needed to touch her bare skin, to feel her warmth without her clothes blocking his access.

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