She jumps up and grabs the bottle. “That’s a lot, Harbor. Have you never taken a bath before?”

“Not since I was little.”

Cutting off the water, she turns to me after setting the bottle on the counter. “Will you take one with me?” There’s no way I can say no to her, especially since I’m the reason she needs a hot bath to help soothe her body. She presses against me, rubbing my shoulders. “Please.”

I exhale and look at the bath again. “Okay. I guess I get in first.” I grab two towels and set them on the towel rack above the tub, and then strip off my underwear. Stepping in the hot, soapy bath, I can admit that it feels good so far. I sit down and then spread my legs as wide as I can to make room for Lark.

She slips into my arms like a missing puzzle piece finding its home. Where I’m concerned, she is. I wrap my arms around her as she sinks deeper under the water. Her moan speaks right to my dick. I already know that’s going to be a problem. She needs to heal, but it’s going to be so fucking hard not to have sex now that we’ve opened those floodgates.

I might have overdone the bubbles because they’re creeping over the sides of the tub. I’ll clean the mess later once I get her back in bed and she falls asleep. Though I’m starting to wonder if she’s falling asleep in here.

Her head rests on my chest, her breathing slow and even, and her eyes are closed. I kiss the side of her head and lean my head against the marble surround. Closing my eyes, I see how it would be so easy to fall asleep in here, even my mind is resting. As much as I like holding her wet and naked body, it’s probably best if we don’t stay too long.

There’s no hiding I’m hard as a rock and pressed against her ass. Sinking my hands underwater, I explore her body—her inner thighs, stomach, the curve of her hips I dig so much, and her breasts. Her body is slick with soap and sexy as fuck.

I clamp down on my lip.

I cannot fuck her.

I cannot fuck her.

I cannot push into her pu—“Babe?” She sits up just enough to turn and look at me. “Your heart is racing.” The movement of her ass over my erection makes it worse, causing words to escape me and my instincts to kick in. I start rocking underneath her, seeking relief. “Harbor?”

“This is fucking torture.”

Her head jerks back as fast as her body does. Already half spun around to face me, shock overtakes her features. Her lips form an O that doesn’t help the situation. I grab the sides of the tub and start to get out. She asks, “Taking a bath with me?”

I freeze. “What? No. The bath is good. Maybe I’ll take more of them now, especially with you.”