“Wait for what?” she murmured, breaking the kiss as he pinned her arms to the tiles and held them there.
“My next visit.”
She stilled, every inch of her frozen. “Planning a lot of trips on the red-eye?”
“Yes. We’re not over, Kat.” He drew his thigh up, drawing her legs apart. “I’m not asking you for words or promises. All I’m asking is that you don’t shut me out. I’m flying out here every damn weekend if that is what it takes to prove to you that my feelings are real and lasting.”
“Your brothers and sister,” she gasped as he rocked his thigh against her. She adjusted her feet, spreading her legs farther and offering him access. “And your job. What about the trucks? The search and rescue squad?”
“The trucks will survive. And my siblings can live without me for a weekend. Probably longer at this point.” His leg stopped moving as he looked down into her green eyes, wanting her to hear his words. “Chad has Lena now. Katie is marrying Liam. Josh has regained his memory, and I think Megan will be around for a while too. I’ve been so focused on taking care of them, I didn’t think to step back and ask if they really need me.”
“They’re your family,” she said, her eyes wide despite the water falling over them, warming their bodies.
“I’m not cutting them out of my life, Kat. But now that they’ve moved out and we’ve sold the business, they don’t need me there, holding everything together. I can visit you without my family or my job falling apart. And there are plenty of guys on the search and rescue squad to handle the calls.”
“But you love it,” she said. “Saving people.”
“It’s not the only thing I love,” he said, hoping like the hell she wouldn’t leap out of the shower when that word crossed his lips.
“Brody,” she said, her body drawing away from him in spite of his intimate hold on her.
“I want you, Kat. Please don’t shut me out. I swear I want you. Just you.” Brody drew his thigh away, shifting closer. “And right now, I want to make you scream my name.”
KAT CLOSED HER eyes, losing herself in the feel of his lips on her wet skin, kissing her neck. His hands held her wrists above her head, demanding control. With the water rushing over her skin, falling between them, she let him take her. She wanted Brody just the way he was.
Giving.
Caring.
And hard. His hips rocked forward, his cock gliding over her wet skin.
“Condom,” she murmured, his lips moving lower, his tongue licking a path across the top of her breasts.
He shifted, capturing both of her wrists in one hand. His free arm shot out, pushing aside the curtain and grabbing a packet from beside the sink.
“You thought ahead.”
“I’m not going to lie, Kat.” He released her wrists. The intensity of his gaze demanded that she keep her arms against the wall. And she obeyed. “I’ve stood in the shower dreaming about you, wanting you here with me.”
“Tell me,” she challenged. “Tell me what you imagined in your daydreams.”
He stepped back, placing the length of the tub between them. Standing out of the shower’s spray, he tore open the condom and tossed the wrapper onto the floor outside the curtain. One hand wrapped about his hard length, drawing her gaze to the part of his body that she wanted inside her . . .
She gasped as he stroked up and down, her legs threatening to give out beneath her.
“I pictured lifting you up,” he said. The rough raw edge in his voice left no doubt that he was coming for her. “Wrapping your legs around me, holding you against the wall while I slid inside. “Just for a moment,” he added, his hand moving faster now, up and down, his hips thrusting into his touch.
“And then?”
“I’d release you.” He rolled the condom on but remained on the far side of the tub. “I’d tell you to turn around and place your palms against the tiles.”
She lowered her arms and followed his instructions, her nipples touching the shower wall, her hands flat. Glancing over her shoulder, she murmured, “Like this?”
He stepped forward, reaching for her hips, his fingers pressing into her skin. Her feet shifted, adjusting her stance as he pulled her toward him. Water rushed over her back, pooling on the center of the flat surface before running over her sides.
“Like this,” he said, his fingers touching her, testing her before he slid inside.
Brody groaned and she closed her eyes as he began to thrust against her.