Page 10 of Rockstar Rescue
I turn to Dylan and bow, speaking in my best impersonation of a butler from TV'sDownton Abby.
"Your bath is ready, sir."
For a man who’s been through hell, he looks deliciously buff. His chest muscles ripple under his shirt as I get close.
His jeans are dark with mud and blood. Yet they fit so snugly they look plastered to his skin.
"Can you manage taking them off?”
His hands move, fumbling with the button at his waist, his knuckles white against his taut stomach.
Watching his fingers struggle, I feel a yearning within my core.
And with it, thatneed. A tantalizing pull, deep in my womb, that this storm—and this man—are making stronger.
"I... I don't know if I can," he grinds out, finally popping the first button.
But his hands fall away. "I'm not... strong enough."
Poor baby,I think, and a cynical part of me wonders how weak he really is.
No matter. Medical emergency.
I kneel.
My hands close over his, pushing them aside. "Let me."
I pull the zipper. It snags, moving with a slow,tooth-by-toothreveal.
Then I hook my thumbs in his waistband, right on his hip bones, and yank. Slowly.
Is it my imagination, or is that a hard ridge an erection pressing against the front of his clean, white underwear?
I force myself to look away, my cheeks hot.
It’s quick work to pull the denim down his thighs, over his ankles, and kick the ruined jeans away.
Now, only his underwear is left.
“Your briefs. They'll never dry in this weather. Would you prefer to wear them into the tub, or take them off?”
I try to make my voice sound casual. But but deep inside,I haven't seen a man's cock in so long...
He favors me with a teasing smile, his dark eyes challenging.
“Ah, so that’s the way it is.”
I hook my thumbs inthatwaistband and pull them off.
Oh my God.
It’s not just my imagination. His cock isoutrageouslyhard, springing free, thick and long.
How can a wounded man have a such raging erection? Or maybe he’s not so severely wounded at all.
I force my eyes away, but he caught me looking.
"Hold on to my shoulder," I say, my voice tight. "I'll walk you to the tub."
