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cloth in her direction. I didn’t know why but her words
had pissed me off. “So, that’s it? You got what you wanted and you’re ready to
go?”

Chapter Five
     
    Her eyebrows rose and I realized I sounded like a whiny girl
but I couldn’t stop myself. This wasn’t a usual hook-up for me and I felt like
a fish out of water.
    “You want me to stay?” she asked awkwardly, her eyes focused
on me intently.
    I wasn’t going to have it. Something unexpected was going on
between us and I wasn’t letting her go until I figured it out.
    “Yes, I want you to stay,” I told her as I closed the
distance between us and jerked her against me, forcing her to look at me. “I
thought we had agreed on the whole night, Allie, and that’s what I want. Will
you stay?”
    She hesitated, the confusion easy to see on her face. I
couldn’t explain why I was pushing the issue, because I didn’t really
understand myself. I just knew I wanted her there with me.
    “I’ll stay, Ryker,” she murmured and wrapped her arms around
my waist.
    “Good, then let’s get rid of this,” I whispered as I
unclasped her bra and slid it down her arms. Taking the unused cloth from her
hand, I tugged her into the bathroom.
    “Wow,” she said as I flipped on the light switch.
    “Like it?” I asked, honestly wanting her opinion.
    “It’s beautiful.” Her eyes scanned the room.
    “I redid it when I bought the house. If there’s one thing I
learned being a fireman, it’s that you need a shower with good water pressure
and a big tub to soak in,” I told her as she wandered close to the large,
Jacuzzi tub and ran her fingers along the cobalt-blue tile.
    She seemed to have forgotten she was naked but I hadn’t. I
couldn’t tear my gaze from her lush curves.
    “Is this a waterfall shower?” she asked as she slid open the
glass wall. The same blue tile continued into the stall, a space I had to steal
room from the adjoining bedroom in order to create. It had been worth it.
    Stepping up behind her, I flicked on the water. My half-hard
cock pressed against her lower back and I heard her suck in a breath. I’d never
had a woman in my shower and I suddenly had the uncontrollable urge to make
Allie the first.
    I nudged her forward and into the stall as I followed behind
her and slid the glass closed. Her head tilted back, and she stared up at the
square showerhead, which hung in the middle instead of off the side like a
traditional shower.
    Gripping her hips, I gave her a little push, forcing her
into the water. She screeched and backed up hard into my chest.
    “It’s cold!” She stared accusingly up at me.
    “Sorry about that.” I chuckled down at her.
    She looked irritated for a second before a devilish smile
spread across her lips. Standing on her toes, she wrapped her arms around my
neck and reached to kiss me. Her lips were demanding and I slid my tongue in,
wrapping my arms around her.
    My head was swimming with her taste so it took me a second
to realize what she was doing. She had backed us up, little by little, until
she gripped my shoulders and jerked me into the water. It was freezing.
    “Holy shit!” I exclaimed as we jerked apart and her laughter
filled the small space. I fiddled with the water until I got the right
temperature and pulled her back into my arms and under the spray.
    I took my time running my hands over every inch of her then
started over with a soapy loofah. She groaned and reached for me to steady her
as I washed down the back of her legs.
    Lowering to squat in front of her, I glanced up and lost my
breath at the sight of her. Her head was thrown back and the water cascaded
over her hair and shoulders, slid down between her breasts. She was gorgeous.
    Dropping the loofah, I had the urge to taste her again and
feel her come apart on my mouth.
    I settled my hands on her hips and pulled her forward until
she was out of the water enough I wouldn’t drown.
    I caught her gaze as she suddenly tensed,