Chapter 138

Feel Wanted

I push the door to Jake's room open, expecting to find him waiting. Standing by the door, or even by his bed.

But the room is empty. Frowning, I step inside and look around, wondering where he's gone. I hear the sound of running water and make my way toward the master bathroom.

My feet are soft against the floor and anticipation lights my body at the thought of showering with Jake.

Of touching him.

of finally not letting my mind run like crazy.

As I step inside the bathroom, I see Jake standing beside the tub, filling it with water. My stomach coils. He's shirtless, wearing only a pair of sweatpants that fit him so perfectly.

He runs his hand beneath the water, checking the temperature.

He doesn't see me yet, so I take advantage, leaning against the doorframe to watch for a moment. My heart flutters at the sight of him.

He makes me feel like this is home. It's so domestic, like the sight of him making

me

breakfast.

The way he moves, the muscles in his back shifting as he works, makes me way too aware of the fact that I haven't had sex in days.

He must hear my soft breathing because he turns, offering me a smile that makes my insides tighten with heat and want.

"I thought I'd help you relax," he says, his voice low.

I nod, swallowing because this is doing everything except making me relax. "After everything that's happened. You've had a lot to deal with these past days." His words are reminders, and I have to breathe slowly, reminding myself that it's okay. That I want to live in the moment and not the past that haunts me day in and day out.

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"I'll only relax if you bathe with

deepens, eyes twinkling with amusement. He

and pulls me close. "I was just waiting for you to

can't help the small laugh that escapes my lips, and the

with hunger. He helps me out of my bra and my bottoms, and

out broken, his erection hard and ready

gesturing to the tub. Right, this is about

climb in, settling into the warm water, feeling the heat immediately soothe

joins me, grabbing my waist to lift me so that I straddle his lap as I sit. I moan when I feel his cock between my

flare, and he watches me. "I'm

and I nod, wanting to respect his

beneath the water. The steam from the tub envelops us, and I close my eyes for a moment, just letting the warmth

fingers run up and down my spine, making me moan and drop my head to

softly, his voice a whisper. "You should feel like you can open up to any

fingers tracing the edge of his nipple. I know he's

help me, to make me feel safe. But there's something about Zaid that makes me feel more understood, more connected to him in a

but Zaid understands me more. Especially when it comes to the

brief silence, and I don't look up, staring instead

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doesn't push me further. Instead, I feel his hands lower to my legs, fingers grazing the skin just above my knee. His touch is gentle at first, then more persistent, sending a tingle through

his lips brushing my ear, his voice

You deserve

my face and kisses me, his lips pressing against mine with a hunger I didn't expect. His hands move, sliding along my sides, and the world around us seems to fade away. There's no past, no future, just the warmth of the water, the heat of his body, and the way

the need inside me coiling. I grasp onto his shoulders

I am so

let him fuck

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