Page 41 of Connected By Love
“I had Max to keep me busy and never felt like I was missing something. But now…” His voice trails off as he looks at me. “Now I feel like something is missing when you’re not around.”
My heart thumps hard against my chest as his greys hold nothing back. Max comes running in, and we both step back. I force myself to look away and busy myself with loading the dishwasher.
“I’m going to give Max his bath and get him to bed. Help yourself to more wine,” he nods to the bottle sitting on the counter. “Max, say goodnight to Miss Lane. It’s bath and bed for you, buddy.” He hauls him over his shoulder so he’s hanging upside down.
“Goodbye, Miss Lane,” he laughs as they disappear down the hall.
I lean against the counter and take a deep breath. Part of me is thrilled that he’s feeling what I’m feeling, and the other part of me wants to run before I get too attached to both of them. My heart is not only becoming invested in Travis, butMax as well. It would be a double heartbreak to lose both of them.
I busy myself cleaning the kitchen, determined to stay present and focus on the here and now instead of what could happen in the future. When the kitchen is back to normal, I decide to pour myself another glass of wine. It must be stronger than my usual because I can feel the effects just from the two I’ve had so far. Wanting to freshen up, I walk to Travis’s bathroom since Max is in the other one.
I grimace when I look in the mirror. My hair is tangled from the pool, and my eye makeup has seen better days. I eye the giant claw-foot tub in the corner. It’s my dream tub, and I about died when Noah bought this place, and I walked in and saw it.
Biting my lip, I try to fight the urge to try it out. He still has to get Max ready for bed and probably read him a bedtime story. I could take a quick bath to get the pool water off of me and slip into the comfy gym clothes I brought since I won’t be stopping by there on my way home anymore.
I take another sip of wine and grin. Fuck it. I’m taking a bath in that tub. I know I’ve made the right decision when I find a bottle of bath bubbles. It must be Max’s since it smells like candy, but I’ll take it.
I brush my hair out as the water fills the tub and dim the chandelier hanging above it, creating a relaxing mood. Setting my wine on the table next to it, I strip and sink into the bubbles. Sighing, I lean back and close my eyes. I may never leave.
I hear a soft click of the lock moments later and open my eyes.
“I thought you had left when I couldn’t find you. Your car is still out front, so I knew you had to be somewhere. I see you found my tub,” his eyes shine with amusement.
“Sorry. I must have stayed in here longer than I thought. Is Max already asleep?”
“Out like a light. We didn’t even finish a chapter of his book tonight before he fell asleep.”
“I should have asked if it was okay to take a bath, but I couldn’t help myself. I’ve wanted to try this tub out since I first saw it when Noah bought the house.”
“You don’t have to ask if you can get naked and lay in my bathtub. Please do it whenever you like. In fact, it’s perfect timing. I’ve been meaning to try it out, too.” He lifts his shirt and tosses it to the side before stepping out of his shorts.
He’s hard as a rock as his eyes burn into mine. I hungrily take him in, wanting to memorize every detail of his beautiful body. My breath catches when he circles his hand around his swollen length and slowly moves it down before coming back up.
“Does this look like a guy who cares that you took a bath without asking? My body craves you like it’s starved of oxygen, and the only way to breathe life into it is to be near you.
Tasting you.
In you.
Any fucking way I can get you.”
He walks over and stands next to the tub. His eyes roam over the top of my breasts before hungrily meeting mine. “Room for one more?”
I nod my head and scoot forward so he can slide in behind me. He immediately brings me back against him, and I moan when I feel him hard against me.
He brushes my hair to the side, and I feel his lips meet my neck. “Why can’t I get enough of you? No one has ever gotten under my skin like this.” He murmurs against me before sucking the sensitive spot behind my ear. “I keep expecting you to walk away at any moment or for me to findsomething, anything, that I don’t like, but I can’t. You’re perfect,” he whispers against my neck.
His words blanket me in warmth, and I want more than anything to have a lifetime of more moments like this…with him. “I’m not walking away, Travis,” I softly say. “It feels right to be here with you, and I can’t ignore the pull I have towards you.”
He rests his forehead against my neck and breathes against me. “I want to believe you.” He speaks so quietly that I barely hear the words.
“Then I’ll just keep showing you until you do.”
His arms grip me tightly before becoming more frantic. He grabs my breasts and squeezes hard before pulling on my nipple. Desire shoots to my core as I press further against him. “Put your hands on the tub in front of you,” he demands. I can feel the urgency coming off of him. We both need to be as close as we can possibly be to one another.
I do as he says and sit on my knees before he lifts my hips and slides me down on him. Moaning, I take him all the way in, to the deepest part of me. He fists my hair in his hands and pulls my head back, causing me to arch my back more. The sting of the grip he has on my hair just magnifies my need for him.
“You like that wildcat?” He pulls harder on my hair, and I moan louder, this time using my knees to go down harder and faster on him. His other hand comes around to pinch my nipple between his fingers, and a cry escapes me at the intense pleasure it causes. “Cum all over me, baby. Squeeze me tight,” he grounds out.
