Page 64 of The Way We Collide

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Raven

Ican’t breathe. I went into Hendrix’s room looking for… God, I don’t even remember what I was looking for. I think I was going to ask if he was still up for a movie tonight.

He’d been back there long enough to be finished showering. I never intended to walk in on him naked. When I heard the spray of the water, I started to go.

I had every intention of leaving and giving him privacy, but then he groaned. He gasped and moaned, and his sexy voice swore in a tone I’d heard before.

It was a tone I remembered so well from a night so long ago, and my body lit up like I’d touched an electric fence. I had to see him. I couldn’t stay away.

The door to his bathroom was cracked, and I knew it was wrong. It was an invasion of his privacy. Still, I was hypnotized by the sight of him naked, covered in water.

His perfect ass flexed and his hips rocked. The muscles in his back tensed as the water ran in rivulets down every sculpted line.

I rationalized it, saying I was only appreciating his beauty. I wasn’t insanely turned on at the sight of his hand frantically pumping his cock. The muscles in his thighs flexed and tensed. Every muscle in his body was tense. He was the statue of David.

Then he said my name.

Correction, hegroanedmy name.

Shock froze me in place. Was he jerking off in the shower and moaning my name? I had to be dreaming. I’d fallen asleep and was having a dream.

Staring through the door, I waited to see if he’d say it again, only he didn’t say it again. His eyes locked on mine, and I was a deer in the headlights. I was caught and there was no escape.

I’ve never been into domination or taking orders from men, but the ferocity in his voice as he told me what to do, the hunger as he said what he wanted to do to me…

You won’t let me touch you. At least let me see what I had.

Simply remembering his words in my head makes my stomach tremble. I can’t even think about the fact that I came right there with him.

Now I’m in my bathroom with Haddy in her little chair, doing my best to get control. She’s bathed and ready for bed, and she’s chewing on that elephant ring like she’s so close to getting that tooth free.

I could have any woman in LA, but all I want is my wife.

Another tremble moves across my shoulders, and I go to my toilet, taking a moment to clean my orgasm away. I made the rules. They’re very important rules.

“Mamma has lost her mind, Hads.”

“Da da,” Haddy takes a moment to inform me.

“Yep, he’s the one.” I stand quickly going to my lingerie chest for a dry pair of underwear. “He looks too good, and he smells divine. And those abs and that…” I think of his thick cock fisted in his large hand, and heat flashes down my neck and chest. “It’s a lot.”

She blows a raspberry through her lips smiling up at me.

“I know.” I pull on a pair of leggings and a thicker sweatshirt this time. “You won’t remember any of this, but trust me. It’s not easy. And the night we made you…”

“Da da da!” She rocks in her chair, and I lift her out onto my hip.

“I’m not surprised we broke a condom. We broke everything else.”

She puts the ring in her mouth again, watching me with big blue eyes just like her father’s.

Inhaling a deep breath, I square my shoulders. I can do this. I might have slipped up just now and shown my hand, but we can get this back under control.

I’m a grown woman, a scientist. If I can’t handle one hot-as-hell tight end, how do I ever plan to handle a major storm?

Walking from our side of the house to the living room, I fortify my resolve. It was a moment of weakness. That’s all.

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