chapter 64

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He grew quiet again and she gathered water in her hands and gently poured it over his body. He sighed as he began to relax.

“This is the perfect way to relax. I am so glad you thought of it,” he told her, his eyes closed, enjoying the feel of her soft body behind him.

“I didn’t. You did,” she answered.

“Huh?” he asked. She traced the quirk of his brow, admiring his face from this new angle.

“When I left that jail, Jungkook, I felt so…..dirty. I thought I would never feel clean again. But then you had this beautiful room ready, and new, comfortable clothes and I felt like I had a clean start.”

“It’s like washing everything away “she said, continuing to gently move the water over his shoulders and chest.

They sat like that for a long time, content just to touch and comfort.

She moved just a bit and showed him the shampoo and he groaned.

“Yes!! Please!!” he said and she smiled. She knew that would be his weakness.

She gently wet his hair and then poured the shampoo, working her hands in the rich lather, earning actual groans as she began with her nails. His eyes were closed and his head followed her hands. She laughed at him, then pulled the hand held shower head from the tub to rise the shampoo away. They both ended covered in the remains of the bubbles.

The rich smell of the shampoo, the warmth of the water lulled them into peaceful rest as she cradled him, wrapping her arms and legs around him.

She kissed his temple and he shuddered.

A few more moments and he began to talk.

“Lyra,” he paused, gathering his thoughts and courage.

“Lyra, I know what you mean…..about feeling dirty. I've been trying to name this feeling and that makes sense,” he started.

She began to finger comb his hair, encouraging him to continue.

“Today, with Alex….the way she talked to me…..the way she touched me….” He paused,” I see now what you meant that night.”

Lyra frowned, then felt ill as she realized what he was talking about
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“Nooo…baby, nooo..” she tried to stop him, but he had to get it out.

He turned in the tub so that he was lying in her arms, chest to chest, his eyes amber in the candlelight.

“That night when you said I sold myself for my job. I felt that way today. I hated the way she touched me. All I could think of was that you were having to watch that. I am so sorry,” he ended softly.

She felt the tears start.

“I was so wrong to say that. You never treated me like that, never tried to seduce me for information. You have always been honest with me. I can’t say the same for myself,” she confessed.

“I am so sorry. And I hated her touching you today, because I was so damn jealous. I will be jealous of any woman who touches you,” she said, her eyes sparking with anger. That earned her a smile.

“Thank you,” she said, reaching to cup the back of his neck and drawing his head to her. She kissed him and felt the spark flare.

“Today, you did everything for me. I …..” she did not know what to say.

He nodded. “I guess I felt guilty. I should not. Alex has always used anyone and everyone for what she wanted at the time,” he reasoned.

He was quiet, resting his head in the crook of her neck. He seemed to come to a decision.

“You are right Lyra. The job I did today was months of hard and good work. I did not ask or encourage her to try to seduce me. This was all her,” he looked to her for confirmation.

She nodded and kissed him.

“Yes, that is how she lived her life, conducted her business. It is no reflection on you. You are a smart and good and kind man. I was so wrong in what I said. I was stupid and had no idea what I was talking about. Seeing your work, how meticulous you are, have deeply you investigate, I ….. you are amazing. You are so much more than that. I will never question your integrity again. Nor will I allow anyone else to,” she finished, tightly pulling him to her.

He heard her words, but felt them even more so. She freed something deep inside him. She silenced that voice of doubt that had always nagged at him - not old enough, not smart enough, not mature enough. Not Enough.

But here he was in the arms of the woman he loved and he knew.

She thought he was enough, more than enough, showed him he had been all along.

He lifted his head and saw all the confirmation he needed in her eyes.

He kissed her then, softly thanking her for her faith in him, celebrating his faith in himself.

The kiss deepened as she sighed into his mouth. He slipped his tongue inside to
taste her. He moaned at how good she felt.

She felt him begin to stir against her and shifted to nestle him closer.

He turned and sat up, pulling her onto his lap. He kissed her, harder, more demanding this time. He nuzzled his way down her throat, nipping and marking her, his hunger growing.

She held him as she felt him harden into her, the water and bubbles swirling around them, drawing them closer.

He felt her begin to respond to him as well. Her hands clutched at him, pulling closer to him. She was beginning to make those tiny sounds deep in her throat.

In minutes he was over the edge, control just an illusion as he rose out of the water, wrapping her legs around his waist, water falling from them like rain.

I took the privilege to draw it out just a bit longer! I hope you don't mind!

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I took the privilege to draw it out just a bit longer! I hope you don't mind!

I love these 2 and the journey they are on. 
Now, truly, there is only one , sweet chapter to go.
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

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