Page 61 of Smudged Lines (Tattooed Hearts Duet 2)

“Okay, okay, let’s get you that shower. I don’t want to be responsible for a skinless Lennox.”

Doing a body shudder, I narrowed my eyes toward him. “Why would you even put that image in my mind?”

Laughing, Zane squeezed my hand as I led him over a few streets. Thankfully, Darcie lived close by, so it was only a fifteen min walk to her place. She was at work, so I let myself in using the key she’d given me.

“Wow, your friend is trusting.”

“That’s right, you haven’t met Darce yet.”

“No.”

“She’s the best. She’ll be back later. You’ll like her.” Dropping my stuff on the table, I realized the problem. “Well, crap. We need to wash all of this before we can wear it. I don’t think I can wear any of Darcie’s clothes either. Fudge.”

“Here, I’ll start a load. You take a shower or bath, and we’ll figure it out.” Zane had Slade and Simon’s bags from their place, and grabbed mine as he waited for me to show him to the washing machine.

“Thank you. Gas leak I can handle, not having clean clothes, that’s the last straw for me apparently.”

“Don’t go to Africa then, I was only able to wash my clothes sporadically there. Between the dust and sweat, it’s not pretty.”

Scrunching up my nose, I helped him sort things and we got the first load in. I tossed the clothes I’d been wearing into the pile, not thinking until I caught his hungry gaze. I stood in nothing but my underwear, a feeling of empowerment surging through me. Grabbing the bottom of his shirt, I lifted it. He quickly pulled it the rest of the way off, and I bit my lip as I took in his body. Cheese on toast, he was sexy.

“Want to take a shower with me?”

“Are you sure you’re ready for that?”

“Yep, now toss your bottoms in as well so I can start it.”

He did as I asked, leaving him in very tight boxer briefs, the outline of his dick clear as day. When I’d been staring at it for a while, I jerked back, realizing. Glancing up, Zane had a smug look on his face as he watched me. Turning my back, I hid my cheeks as I finished setting the dials, starting the wash.

Leading the way to the bathroom, I didn’t face him again until we were in the enclosed space. Slowly, I lowered the straps of my bra, releasing the cups as I pushed it off, following it up with my panties. Zane sucked in a breath, and the sound did something for me. His blue eyes were hungry as they dragged over my skin.

Carefully, he shoved down the last bit of his clothing, his cock springing free. I didn’t feel bad for staring this time, considering he looked at me in the same way. Reaching in, I turned the dial, the water sputtering out as it began to heat up the small room. Once it felt warm, I stepped in and beckoned him to follow. The shower was small, so we didn’t have much space to do anything other than stand under the stream.

“I think this might be the smallest shower I’ve ever been in.”

Chuckling, I nodded. “Or it could be you’re just tall, and I’m me.”

“That’s not a self-deprecating comment, is it?”

Shaking my head, I smiled. “No, I happen to like being me. I’m just saying I’m short and a little round, and you’re tall and trim. That’s a lot of mass density to ratio or something. It’s math, so it can’t be bad.”

“I have no clue what you just said, but you sound cute doing it, so I’ll let it slide.” His hands slid onto my hips, and he bent down. “You have no idea how hard it is not to turn you around and slip inside of you right now.”

Biting my lip, I found myself really wanting that but doing it in the shower spelled disaster. I didn’t care what all my books told me. Shower sex, especially in Darcie’s shower, just wasn’t possible for a short, curvy girl without killing me.

I grabbed some shampoo and rubbed it in, then motioned for Zane to bend down so I could wash his hair. His eyes closed when I started to massage it, and I found the experience both erotic and intimate in nature. We took turns rinsing, holding on tight to one another as we rotated places so we wouldn’t fall.

Zane grabbed the loofah I’d set out and squirted body wash on it. He moved toward me and began to wash me. His gentle touch was soothing to my heart as he carefully lifted my arms and thoroughly washed around my breasts. Though, that might’ve been because he’d become distracted by them. When he was dipping lower, I found myself sucking in a breath as he briefly washed over my mound and then down my legs.

He squatted, lifting my leg gingerly as he washed my calf and foot. Zane looked up at me as he raised the other, his motions caring, his eyes hooded.

“I think I need to clean one area a little more thoroughly.”

His words didn’t make sense until he sucked my clit into his mouth. Leaning against the wall, I braced myself as best as possible as he placed one leg over his shoulder, his hands resting on my butt cheeks as he dove in.

It felt so good; I found myself falling into the pleasure, everything else from the day escaping me. The water continued to beat down on his back as he plunged his tongue into my core. Zane pulled back, a smile on his face as he started to pump his fingers into me.

“You’re so wet, Lennox. I’m glad I affect you as much as you do me. I want to fuck you so bad, but I want to make sure you’re okay with that. That you’re ready, and it’s not a reaction to what happened today.”

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