Page 139 of After All This Time

His hands make contact with my head, massaging my hair and scalp.

Oh, but it feels so good. He’s being quite gentle with his fingertips.

“That…feels…nice.”

“Yeah?”

“Uh-huh,” I say through a short breath.

CHAPTER FIFTY

noah

I’m rinsing out the two rounds of shampoo I massaged into Dani’s hair with my fingertips as gently as possible.

My fingers smell minty fresh like my breath.

She really thought she was going to be doing all this herself? Washing and conditioning her hair. Washing her body.

Hell, no.

I want to do everything I can to please her and make things easier for her. She seems pretty pleased to me. That’s what it sounds like out of her pretty little mouth, at least.

Grabbing the conditioner, I squeeze some into the palm of my hand. I work it up to my fingertips, putting it all over the ends of her hair. It smells like green tea and roses.

After I’m done, I smile against the back of her neck.

This is the part I’ve been impatiently waiting for since we stepped into the shower.

My hands move her wet hair over to one side of her head, so it doesn’t get loaded with peach-scented body wash. Starting at her legs, working my way up to her breasts, and wrapping my hands around both of them. I’m massaging the body wash in, so they get extra clean.

This was a really bad idea. And I mean a horrible idea. My hard-on is massive, so I need to speed this shit up.

Her head leans into the crook of my neck. “Fuck, Noah. Hurry up,” she whimpers.

I can’t help but think about how I’m being intimate with the one person I’ve known most of my life. I never imagined that we’d be so vulnerable with each other.

And here I am getting the chance to witness the way the water cascades down her back.

When I’m done washing her body, I slam her against the shower wall. Her lips taste like morning breath since she just got out of bed. And I don’t mind one fucking bit.

When I release her lips from mine, she looks at me in a way that obliterates me in a matter of seconds.

I grab the shower head, spraying it all over her.

She’s yelping from the hot water running down every crack and crevice of the back of her body. Her shoulders, back, ass, and legs. She turns around and I aim the shower head at her opening.

Her mouth drops open, a grunting noise coming out of it. She runs her fingers through her soaking wet hair. And that’s not the only thing that’s soaking wet.

“Warn a girl next time, will you?”

She grabs the shower head from me and douses me with it. When she’s done, she puts it back where it belongs.

I can’t see anything because of all the water dripping into my eyes.

When I gain my sight back, I see Dani standing there. She’s shaking her head with a seductive smirk plastered on her lips.

“Guess I deserved that.”

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