Page 93 of Burn Bag

I grunted in agreement.

“You know, the crazy thing is, you wouldn’t have met her if you’d never done that search for Emily. Strange, don’t you think? You wanted a simple marriage, and you’ve got possibly the love of your life. Shit like that just doesn’t happen to everyone.”

“Except around here,” I muttered.

“Well, you may have a point there.” He clapped me on the shoulder. “Go home. Get in bed with your wife and don’t screw this up.”

I sighed, wondering if it was really that simple. Right now, everything felt impossible, but somehow, I had to make this work. I wanted it more than I had wanted anything in the past year. My life had flashed before my eyes, and I didn’t like what I saw. I didn’t want to die on this job with a ton of regrets.

I wanted peace.

I wanted a loving wife.

I wanted…I grinned as I thought back to the look of pure ecstasy on Daphne’s face when I made her come. Then I tore off the gloves and stalked out of the gym to go home to my wife.

“Daphne!”I called out as the door slammed shut behind me.

I checked every room on the first floor, but didn’t find her anywhere. That left her upstairs. I took them two at a time, storming into the room, ready to take her right now, but all I found was an empty room.

I almost turned and stormed out of the room when I heard humming coming from the bathroom. I almost turned around and walked out, but then a thought hit me. What if she was in the bath?

Naked, full of bubbles, slick…

I was across the room in seconds, tapping on the door and waiting for her response.

“Yeah?”

“Daph?” I asked, praying she was in the tub and not on the toilet.

“I’m in the bath!” she called out.

A grin slid across my face as I turned the knob on the door and sauntered inside. My eyes immediately took in the sight, my cock growing hard just imagining her under all those bubbles. Fuck, I wanted to get in with her, but the tub wasn’t nearly big enough to fit both of us.

“Enjoying yourself?” I choked out, barely keeping my cool.

“I haven’t had a bath in ages,” she answered, her eyes closed as her head rested against the ledge. She sighed sleepily, her foot tapping against the lip of the tub as bubbles slid over her skin, dripping back into the water.

Fuck, she was gorgeous. That tangle of hair was still on top of her head and her face was free of makeup, with only a slight sheen of sweat from the heat of the tub. It was a fucking gorgeous look on her.

I was kneeling by the tub before I even realized I was moving. I wanted nothing more than to haul her out of the tub and throw her down on the bed, but that wouldn’t do. No, I was supposed to be taking things slowly, learning more about her.

I would not fuck this up.

“You look gorgeous.”

Her eyes flew open at the coarse tone in my voice. With her cheeks flushed from the heat, I couldn’t tell if she was blushing or not, but fuck, I wanted those cheeks to turn red from me.

I told myself not to do it, not to let my hand wander and touch her when I was supposed to be doing things the right way. But my body had other ideas, going against everything inside me for just a touch of her.

Green eyes stared back at me as my hand slid into the water and caressed her silky leg. Fuck, I was hard, but this wasn’t about me. Not entirely. I wanted to touch her again, to feel her come undone from my touch, but that was as far as it would go.

I trailed my fingers over her knee, dipping lower to her thigh. Breath hitching, she spread her legs wider, her eyes slipping closed as she dropped her head back just as my fingers slid over the junction of her thighs.

Those plump lips opened on an O, sucking in a ragged breath as I slowly dragged my knuckle over her clit, back and forth, teasing her just to see her get all worked up.

And there it was, the stain on her cheeks that told me she definitely wasn’t blushing before. But fuck, now she was so fucking perfect. Her lip caught between her teeth as I pumped one fingerinside her, feeling the slight tremor of her body as she took me.

“You’re so gorgeous when you come.” My voice rumbled out in an unrecognizable tone that surprised me. Pressing my other hand to my cock, I refused to come like a kid in my pants, but I was fucking close.

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