Always

Chapter 80

Steam began to fill the room as Harry let the hot water run into the tub. I watched the muscles in his back flex as he straightened up from the tap and turned back to me. His eyes held contact with mine as he glided over to me, his hands running down my arms while kneading his thumbs into my muscles. My eyes closed slowly at the feel of his hands on my skin, his gentle touch already relaxing me.

A light kiss was pressed to my lips as his hands reached the hem of my shirt, his fingers grazing my skin as he pulled it over my head. He leaned forward to press a kiss to my shoulder while my hands pushed his shirt up his torso, revealing his soft skin and toned muscles inch by inch before pulling the shirt over his head. Feather light touches tickled around my stomach, tracing gently along my skin before snaking around to my back to undo the clasp of my bra and dropping it to the floor.

His movements were slow and gentle, each and every action sinking deep into my bones before moving on to the next one. I hummed quietly as his lips found my neck, their warmth igniting my skin with every touch. I giggled quietly as his fingers tickled against my stomach, the skin sensitive from his light grazes as he undid my jeans. It felt amazing when he pulled them down after sleeping in them, the humid air of the bathroom washing over my newly-exposed skin. I stepped out of my jeans as I unbuckled his, his lips never ceasing their gentle assault of my neck.

After tugging down his jeans and boxers, he slipped his fingers beneath the light fabric of my underwear and eased them down, my skin tingling the entire time. He let his hands graze lightly up my naked body, coming to a rest on my hips as he squeezed lightly and kissed my lips once before releasing me and turning off the water.

I grinned as I watched him gingerly dip his toes in, testing the water as he balanced naked on one foot. He apparently deemed it an acceptable temperature because he stepped in fully and sat down slowly, easing his long frame into the steaming water. Once he had settled himself by leaning his back against the edge of the tub, he looked up at me and smiled.

"Come on, Joey," he said, looking irresistible as the steam rose around him and he pushed his wet hand through his hair slowly, unknowingly looking extremely, extremely hot. My eyes flitted to the door once to make sure it was locked before stepping into the tub, my feet immediately stinging with the heat of the water, but not unbearably so.

His arms immediately reached for me, wrapping around my waist and pulling my back into his chest. I sighed contentedly as I leaned back against him, the heat from the tub and the proximity to his body instantly helping to uncoil the muscles in my shoulders. His palms pressed into my hips, pulling me against him before they slid down to the tops of my thighs. Smooth circles were rubbed into my skin as his thumbs and fingers rotated into my muscles.

My head tilted to the side when his lips pressed lightly into my skin and he trailed open mouthed kisses up my neck. My eyelids drifted down slowly as I let myself focus on the attention he was giving my body. The way his hands trailed slowly up my body, his fingers kneading and dragging into me as they crossed my hips was enough to make me melt into a puddle in the tub. His teeth nipped lightly at the sensitive skin behind my ear before taking my earlobe between them, his gentle biting easily soothed by the slow swiping of his tongue across the surface.

His fingertips continued to pad across my skin, working their way into my stomach, my hips, my thighs, everywhere. He was trying to relax me, his soothing touches innocent and made with good intentions, but I could feel my body waking up quickly every time he covered another inch of my skin. Each time his lips dragged to a new section of my neck was like a shot of fire through my veins and I quickly found myself squirming in his grasp.

I let my back slide to the side in his grip, his arms still wound around me as his fingers focused on the skin of my hips. My head tilted to the side so I could see him, his lips pulling from my neck. His eyes looked slightly dazed in the warmth of the room as I leaned forward to press a kiss to his jaw, my lips lingering against his skin.