He was the only man who regularly made her laugh. If she was getting some secret part of Armie, he was getting a piece of her she hadn’t known existed. With him, she was discovering that she wasn’t so afraid anymore. She could relax. The man and this place were definitely having an effect on her.

“Take more,” he demanded gruffly, his hands gently clutching her hair.

She even liked the slight sting of him tugging against her scalp. It sent mini shock waves through her.

She softened her jaw and sucked him, whirling her tongue around and around. Humming around him, she stroked him with one hand as she moved up and down.

He tugged on her hair, pulling her off. “I can’t. I need to get inside you. I missed you all day.”

His hand came out and she took it, allowing him to help her to her feet. Her whole body pulsed with desire, as though she could feel her blood pounding through her system. He pulled her in close and suddenly her back was against the stone of the shower wall.

“J’ai besoin de toi,” he said, lifting her up. “Put your legs around me. I need to be with you.”

She needed it, too. She needed to feel that connection to him. It was visceral and real and undeniable when he was making love to her. She locked her legs around his waist as he stroked into her. The orgasm struck and she called out his name. She clung to him, giving up all control and riding the magnificent wave.

His body stiffened as he came, bucking into her.

She held on to him, sweet languor invading her veins, and wished the moment never had to end.

•   •   •

Hours later, Armie laid back and took a contented breath. Lila shifted and put her head on his chest. The second go around had been every bit as good as the first. His body was sated, his soul content. This was how he’d ended the last few nights, and he wasn’t sure he could go back to sleeping alone. Still, he didn’t want to push her.

“Did you talk to Roxie?” The question was asked in a quiet voice, but it managed to shake his peace.

He didn’t want to talk about this, but he knew she would worry. “Bobby’s in jail. He won’t have a chance to get out until tomorrow when the judge is in court again. But you have to know he’s going to post bail.”

“I know. I’ve seen it happen before. I know how a man like that can work the system.”

“Are you all right?” He looked down at her, taking in the curve of her cheek and soft fall of her hair. “It had to be hard for you to do that today. You had to be thinking about your friend.”