Chapter Thirty

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I closed the door over behind me. I stared in the bathroom mirror at the liquid still on my chest. My curiosity took hold as I cautiously raised my finger, swiping some and then raising it to my mouth. I sucked on my finger and was surprised to find it tasted salty. I then quickly undressed and got into the shower. The warm water made my skin tingle.

I startled when heard the door handle click. I covered my exposed chest with my hair and arms, waiting for my curly-haired boyfriend to make his appearance. The shower curtain was drawn back and he stepped inside.

"What do you think you're doing?"

He reached around my waist from behind, the warmth of his naked body enclosing mine.

"Saving water."

His damp curls tickled my ear as he nudged my head to the side. He kissed my neck and shoulder, finishing with the dip in my collar bone.

"Let me wash you."

When he heard no objection, he reached forward to grab the shower gel. I watched his large hands as he squirted it into them, rubbing it between them to warm it up before beginning to rub it in circles into the skin of my stomach. Harry tried to push his hands beneath my arms to get to the place he desired but I wouldn't let him.

"Please, Marlie." he begged.

"You won't like them. They're so small."

"Everything about you is beautiful. Please, Marlie."

I turned to him as I tentatively removed my arms, allowing him to see my entirety for the first time.

"Marlie Rhodes. You're the most amazing girl I've ever laid eyes on."

His green gaze was intense as it peered into mine. I could feel my knees beginning to fail and the increasing heat in the confined space was not helping. I rested my arms on his shoulders whilst he snaked his up my body. He massaged over the newly exposed area, taking his time to rub his thumb over my nipples. My head fell into his chest as he spent more time in this place than he had the rest of my body. The new feeling I had sent tingles up my spine. One of Harry's large hands remained whilst the other fell the the place I knew he loved the most. He rubbed over my bum, groans of approval echoing in the tight space. I could feel him hardening against me but he didn't let me try to pleasure him again.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's your turn."

"What?"

I was handed the shower gel to which we both began laughing. I squirted some into my hands and then began my exploration of his glorious temple of a body. I was rubbing over his chest when I heard his low moan vibrate in his chest sending pulses through my body.

HARRY'S POV

Marlie really did look like an angel. She was so beautifully innocent as she massaged the shower gel into my body, taking her time to explore every bump and indentation. She spent more time tracing the tattoos on my body and discovered new ones she hadn't seen before. Her curiosity only added to her innocence.

I knew that now I had Marlie's full attention, I was more likely to get information out of her. I thought about how to start the subject delicately. The last thing I wanted was to upset her.

"Was that why you've been so edgy all week? You were waiting to do that?"

As soon as I mentioned her being edgy she tensed up again. She tried to cover it up with her small nod and continued to shower.

"Then why do I feel like there's something you're not telling me?"

I was careful to keep my tone gentle. The last thing she needed was an argument with me.

"Marlie, is there something bothering you?"

She fell stationary and turned and looked at me in defeat. I knew that the previous intimacy would have that affect on her. It allowed her to open up.

"Jamie is going to be there. At that party. Jaz told me. I'm just worried...for you."

I turned the shower off and pulled the curtain back. I secured a towel around my waist before holding one out for her. I wrapped her in it and rubbed her arms to dry her off.

"You don't need to worry about me."

"I don't want him to hurt you."

"He won't get anywhere near me."

I encased her in a protective hug. I didn't want her to be scared, not of that idiot.

"If you don't want to go, it's ok, we can do something else that night."

"No, I want to go. I'm not gonna let Jaz or her dick of a boyfriend stop me from being with you."

My insides warmed. I knew that at times the hearsay had been too much for Marlie. She couldn't figure out fact from fiction. But hearing her last sentence told me she trusted me, she believed me. I knew I had to protect her.

"What do you say to a film and a cuddle?" I asked to quickly change the subject.

"Only if I get to pick the film."

"Done."

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