Page 73 of Overstaying His Welcome

The man had a way with words. It never failed to get me hard when he decided to take control like this.

Aside from the fact I didn’t have the strength to throw him around like I wanted to, sex hadn’t been on my mind much since waking up. Sure, I always looking at my man. His presence alone was enough to get me going.

But the anger and heartache I’d felt overrode everything else.

Until now.

I groaned as I stepped into the bathroom.

“You know what that does to me.” Adjusting my cock was a dirty move that worked to draw his attention where I wanted it most.

Chance licked his lips. I shivered at the expression he wore. The man was so damn sexy without even trying.

He shook his head, then went to the shower. As I watched him get things going, I pressed my palm against my cock to ease the need I felt. It was almost too much to take.

Unfortunately, it was too soon to fuck him the way I wanted to. My body was still far too sore. The bruising on my ribs had gotten to the point where I didn’t want to scream with every movement. It still hurt like a bitch though.

As if he knew where my thoughts had gone, he spun to face me with a smirk. “Time to get naked.”

I didn’t move at his words though. I couldn’t.

Because my man decided to put on an unofficial striptease. It was that or I’d gained the supernatural ability to slow time.

HIs shirt rose in an unhurried way, as if we had all day to strip down. Once the offending fabric was gone, he went for his belt. I swallowed thickly, thinking about how I’d get to see him bare again.

With my brain on the case and other unsavory things lately, I hadn’t taken the time to appreciate the man across from me. He had my full attention now though.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” I told him, voice hoarse with my desire.

He grinned. “So are you, baby. I can’t wait to get all that skin on display.”

My back arched away from the wall I’d leaned against at his teasing. I wanted that too. Needed it, really.

With a quick snap of his wrist, his belt came free. He looked at it for a moment like he wanted to do something else with the material before dropping it down with his shirt.

“Next time, we’ll play more. For now, we need to be quick.”

I shook my head. I didn’t want quick with him. Chance wasn’t someone you did quick with.

He was worth savoring. His body, his mind, and his heart were all well worth every second spent with him. And fuck, how I longed to take as many as I could.

Hands cupped my face. “I know, Tank. I want that too. But we don’t have time.”

“It sucks.” I dropped my head to his shoulder.

“You’re right. It does. Let me make it up to you.”

With quicker movements, he removed my clothes and bandages before he ushered me into the shower. The warm water felt great against my skin. It wasn’t as good as sex, though it held a different kind of relief.

Chance wasted no time in getting us cleaned up. It was honestly one of the fastest showers I’d ever experienced. I would have laughed had he not seemed so focused.

It wasn’t until he finished that I realized why.

My man dropped to his knees, right there on the tile. Looking up at me, he said, “Turn around and give me that ass. I’m hungry.”

As quickly and carefully as possible, I spun to give him what he wanted. I wasn’t going to argue with the man when he needed a treat.

His soft hands spread my cheeks. Water ran down my body and into the space he revealed. Before I could think too much about anything else, his mouth was there.

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