Chapter 27
Nick stepped into his bedroom, realized that his shower was running.
Berkley was in his shower.
Which meant she was definitely naked.
His brain short-circuited for a moment as the image of her orgasming right on his countertop hit him hard. Then another image trickled in: her curled up in his bed, still naked. She’d tried to return to the guest room last night but he’d been having none of that.
So he’d hauled her to his room and she hadn’t complained. Just fallen fast asleep.
Sunshine had sniffed at her face a few times, then gone back to her bed by the big window where she was currently curled up and basking in the warmth of the sun.
He’d been up for an hour, had let her out, fed her, made coffee, then come back to his room expecting Berkley to still be sleeping.
She could have gone back to the guest room while he’d been occupied and taken a shower in there, but she’d chosen to stay…
He didn’t step inside even though the door was half open. It felt like an invitation, but he didn’t want to make any assumptions right now.
After what they’d done in the kitchen last night, they’d talked about protection and since she was on the pill and they'd both been tested recently, they didn’t need a condom. Something he was incredibly grateful for.
“You want company?” he called through the door opening.
“Company and coffee are welcome. But I can wait on the coffee.”
He grinned at her tone and pushed the door open.
Anticipation was already building inside him as he stripped off his clothes in record time. Maybe he should be embarrassed by how desperate he was to be with her, but nope.
He was already aroused by the time he stepped into the expansive shower, but at the sight of her, he groaned.
Standing under the water stream, her dark hair plastered around her face and shoulders, she was his fantasy come to life. He’d loved every second of last night but hadn’t been able to appreciate all of her like he could now.
There was more than enough natural light streaming in from the high windows. And right now she looked like a goddess with the sun highlighting her full breasts and all her curves and lines. She was petite, but with curves and he wanted to worship all of them.
When she slid a hand down her stomach, her intentions clear as she watched him, he took a step forward.
To his surprise, she laughed, the sound echoing in the enclosure.
“I was wondering what it would take to break that spell.”
“I’m enjoying looking at you,” he murmured, cupping her hips and pulling her close.
“Right back at you. But I’d like to touch you too.” She traced her fingers up his chest, clearly enjoying the feel of him.
And he loved that she was as into this as him.
Because he couldn’t get enough of her. Part of him wondered if he was making a mistake by getting so invested so damn fast, but he’d kept people at bay most of his life.
With her, he found that he wanted more. So much more.
And he couldn’t get that if he tried to put distance between them.
Berkley was too full of life to settle for that.
And she deserved someone who was all in.
Even if the thought terrified him.
Shutting down the voice in his head, he leaned down and claimed her mouth as she went up on her toes to meet him.
The little moan she let out as his erection brushed against her stomach had him even harder. In that moment he wished he had four hands because he wanted to touch her everywhere, to bring her so much pleasure she couldn’t think straight.
Since he knew she loved it when he went down on her, if her reaction last night was any indication, he slowly, sensually kissed a path from her mouth, aaaalll the way between her legs.
She pressed her back against the wall and threw a leg over his shoulder, spreading herself perfectly for him.
At that moment the world felt like it shrank to just the two of them. There was no outside threat, just them. He held on to that as he slipped a finger inside her and began teasing her clit with his mouth.
The sounds she made would be forever etched into his mind, just as the way her entire body tightened as she raced closer and closer to release.
“I’m almost there.” Her words were barely loud enough to hear over the rush of water.
But the way she dug her fingers into his head, urged him on, would have told him exactly how close she was.
He wanted to be inside her though, knew her climax would be that much better with him filling her, so he eased back.
She made a sound of protest but he stood fast, claimed her mouth as he cupped between her legs in a possessive grip.
“I want to be inside you when you come.”
She leaned up on her toes again, nipped his bottom lip before she took him by surprise and turned around.
Oh hell.
When he realized what she wanted, he groaned and gripped her hip again as she placed her hands against the tile.
He’d planned to pin her back against the wall, but he liked this angle too, knew it would be deeper for her this way. By the time he thrust into her, he was almost ready to come.
Not quite, thanks to that last shred of control, but when she started pushing back against him, moving her body with his, he had to hold on to that control even tighter.
The way her body gripped him as he thrust into her was everything he’d fantasized about. But she still needed to come.
Slowing himself down, he reached around her body and palmed her clit, began that slow rhythm she seemed to like.
And when she started moving quicker against him, he increased his tempo until he felt her inner walls tightening faster and faster around him.
By the time she started coming, he was too, finding release in long, hard strokes as she cried out his name.
Even though he hated pulling out of her, he eased out and gathered her into his arms as she turned to face him.
“I really like showering together,” she murmured against his chest, making him laugh.
“Me too.” He could get used to it. Something that should scare him, but it did the opposite.
He wanted more of this. More of her. And not just temporarily.
But first, he needed to make sure she was safe. To end the threat to her for good.