Page 42 of Unbreak My Heart

Then he’d really messed up by sleeping in this morning.

She eyed him dripping onto her floorboards, then grabbed his hand and dragged him down the hall to a large bathroom. She flicked the light switch and two soft lights flared to life on either side of the vanity unit.

Grabbing a towel, she handed it to him. Simon wiped his face and scrubbed it through his hair.

The buttons on his shirt popped apart rapidly. He jerked back, surprised.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting you out of that wet shirt. Your skin is like ice! You need to get warm. Why didn’t you have an umbrella?”

Simon shrugged, suddenly amused. “Don’t currently own one.”

Bemused, he let Eva strip the dripping shirt from his shoulders and throw it over the side of the tub beside them, excitement flaring to life deep in his belly. His thoughts tumbled to a halt when she snapped the button of his jeans open and shoved at his wet pants before he could react.

Eva gasped as his cock sprang free, the thick length already starting to harden due to her touch.

Her wide eyes were glued to it. Simon dragged in a deep breath and clenched his hands at his sides, not moving. His cock twitched as she stared, thickening more under her heated gaze.

“Y-you’re not wearing …”

He almost laughed. “Ah, no. I’m not. Wasn’t exactly expecting to be stripped naked today.”

He knew he should be mortified—at the very least shocked—but he couldn’t dredge up more than a nervous bewilderment, which surprised even him.

Eva swallowed noticeably, her expressive eyes flicking up to his, the high colour on her cheeks telling him exactly how embarrassed, or shocked, she really was.

Probably shocked that she’d gone there and actually undressed him, more than anything else.

“I, ah…” She bit her bottom lip and his cock responded, now at full attention.

He felt caught in a strange limbo, not knowing which way was up.

“You gonna do anything here, or am I gonna try to get these jeans done back up?”

Desire flooded her face, intense and obvious.

Well, now.

He dropped the towel, leaned forward and slid his hand behind her head, giving her plenty of time to move away, trying to desperately ignore the fact his pants were wide the hell open, and paused a breath above her lips.

“I’m going to kiss you, Eva. If you don’t want that, say so now.”

Beautiful eyes widened further, if that was possible, as if she was more shocked that he’d kiss her than the fact his dick was out for all to see.

“I want you to kiss me, Simon.Please.”

Relief and excitement flooded him as he closed the last couple of centimetres, his lips gently touching her soft ones.

His breath left him in a rush as shivers exploded over his body.

Yes.

His mouth moved and she pushed forward, opening hers to kiss him back.

Hell, yes.

He responded, pushing her back against the vanity behind her as his tongue touched hers. Eva grabbed his shoulders, thenslid her arms up around his neck. He couldn’t help the groan that surfaced as she pressed flush to his body.

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