Chapter Eleven
Naomi gasped as Col lavished attention on her breasts. l*****g. Sucking. Nipping. Her core was throbbing in moments. Her objections and worries were melting away like the snow in a spring thaw.
That’d been his plan all along…and it was working.
His hands trailed to her waist. He was undoing her jeans now and pulling them down her legs. Then her pants were gone, and he was leading her into the hot shower stall.
The water was scalding, but it felt so good. She stepped into the center of the water stream and let it sluice comfortingly over her body.
All she could feel was the soothing presence of the water and Col’s hands working soap up and down the length of her body. Her mind left her worries and focused on him.
On the here and now.
She grabbed the bar of soap from he
