Touching Shadows

The shower session

AUDREY

I woke up with the sun shining through the gap in the curtains. Rolling over, I found the bed empty beside me.

Where are you?

I sat up and checked the time on my phone. Almost 9am. A notification on the screen told me I had a message waiting.

I lay back on my pillow, reading what Cohen had sent while I was sleeping.

Hey sleepy head. I didn’t want to wake you… I knew I’d have a cranky ogre to deal with if I did, plus I wore you out last night. Hope enjoyed the extra zzz’s.

I’m just ducking out for a run, will be back soon with coffee and something to feed you. Xo

I grinned like an idiot as I put my phone back on the bedside table. Yawning, I stretched and swung my legs out of bed, then made my way to the bathroom. I turned on the shower, then stepped into the water once it had warmed up satisfactorily.

There was no need to get undressed. Cohen had taken care of that last night, and my clothes were strewn across my bedroom floor.

I lathered shampoo into my hair, then started washing myself with my favourite coconut body wash.

“Mind if I join you?”

I jumped and dropped the sponge.

“God dammit! You scared me!”

I turned and found him grinning at me, wearing only a pair of running shorts.

“Sorry Red, I just couldn’t resist.”

“You aren’t sorry at all! I almost had a coronary, you arsehole!”

I turned away and started rinsing my hair.

I felt him moving behind me. Something dropped to the floor, and then his arms came around my stomach. He rested his head on my shoulder.

“Let me make it up to you.”

I raised an eyebrow, and looked at him sideways.

“How?”

“Let me get your heart racing for a different reason.”

His hand brushed my nipple, and his tongue drew a path down the side of my neck. That’s all it took. This man and his magic hands. One touch and he was forgiven.

My left arm went up over my head, and wrapped around the back of his neck. I leaned into him, enjoying the roaming fingers on my bruised, tired body. He ran his hand down my side and my skin prickled with anticipation.

“You are so fucking sexy, my little minx.”

His teeth nipped my collarbone and I moaned.

He strummed his fingers over my nipples, like a guitarist who knew his instrument intimately. He knew just what it took to make me sing.

His other finger was teasing between my thighs, gently running the rough pads of his fingers up and down between my legs. I was desperate for them inside me, but I knew he was enjoying the teasing. His erection was pressing hard up against the back of me.

“I can feel how wet you are for me, and I’ve barely started.”

His voice tickled my ear, then he lowered his mouth to my shoulder, kissing then sucking hard. He was marking me as his.

I pushed my pelvis out towards his hand. A silent suggestion. He chuckled quietly to himself.

“Is this not enough for you, baby?”