Page 12 of Midnight Legacy

Xavier appeared around the bathroom door. “I thought I heard the shower this morning?”

He’d even avoided our joint showers. Normally he claimed that he was saving water as he pinned me to the wall and devoured me.

“You did, but I was sweaty after all the shopping.”

His gaze darkened as he swept it over me.

I reached over to grab the sponge, deliberately giving him an eyeful of my soap-covered breasts. His hand bunched at his side. I held it out innocently, adding in a confused blink for good measure,

“My feet are so swollen because of your dick,” I complained.

He arched an eyebrow. “My dick seems to be responsible for an awful lot these days.”

“He got me pregnant,” I pouted.

Xavier studied me for several seconds before hauling his T-shirt over his head. “You tend to get wet and soak me,” he explained, his words having a double meaning that made his lips twitch.

“I am soaking,” I agreed.

His jeans fell to the ground, and my eyes focused on that incredible length that kept tempting me. “Sit forward,” he commanded, slipping into the bath behind me. “You’re driving me insane.”

“Me?” I queried innocently. “I just wanted my back scrubbed.”

“Hmmm.”

His hands felt divine and I arched up into his touch, craving him to go lower.

“I got a dress for the opening of your new club.”

His lips skimmed down my vertebrae. “Red?”

“Nope. I decided to try something different.” If he could use double entendres, then so could I.

His thumbs found my nipples and I bit my lip to stop the moan that wanted to emerge. I was tempted to admit defeat and beg him to take me because right now the area between my legs was on fire.

His erection rubbed the sensitive flesh of my ass and I wiggled until his body stiffened behind me. “You’re playing with fire,” he threatened.

“Only because the burn is so exquisite.”

His hands trailed down my stomach and widened my legs. His fingertip tentatively massaged that bunch of nerves that were silently chanting his name. “You only need to say the word,” he whispered in my ear.

My eyes flew open. The bastard knew I was close to breaking and he was deliberately pushing me. My hand snaked behind me to grip his hard cock. “You too, Zee. One word and I’ll crawl onto my knees and let you take my ass.”

He stiffened, one hand grasping my thigh. “If I thought for one moment that you meant that, I would gladly lose. You and I both know that isn’t happening.”

I grinned, biting my bottom lip. We’d gone from zero to sixty without any in between. This teasing showed a different part of Xavier that made me want him even more.

This bath was more like a hot tub that could seat six people. I floated and spun before straddling his lean hips. My forehead pressed to his and his hands landed on my hips. Our breaths mingled and lips hovered over one another.

“I have no intention of losing,” I muttered.

“Me either, baby. I always get my own way.” His lips crashed into mine and stole all the air from my lungs. His tongue slayed me, demanding entry to my mouth and controlling me. We were wrapped around each other so tightly that I felt his emotions washing over me.

“I missed you,” I admitted, speaking into his mouth.

Xavier moved his head back slightly to peer down at me. “I’ve been here every day.”

I chewed the side of my mouth. “I thought you’d found someone else…” My eyes moved away to stare at the wall.

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