Lindsey’s Wolves(48)

She tried a wry smile. “Point me toward a tub.” She needed warm water. And a glass of wine.

“I’ll grab the wine and meet you guys upstairs,” Alejandro stated.

They might not be inside her head yet, but man they were in tune with her thoughts already.

Ryan followed her up the stairs, holding the length of the blanket up so she wouldn’t trip. At the top, he aimed her down a hall and into a huge bedroom.

She sucked in a breath. It was enormous. “Is this your room normally?”

“Yep. Do you like it?”

“Love it.” The walls were painted a deep navy, the curtains matching. Her bare feet were in luxury as she padded across the thick beige carpet with flecks of jewel tones. Who needed a bed with a floor this soft and inviting?

She turned to face the bed though—king-sized and covered with the same color navy sheets and duvet as the walls and window coverings.

“Come on.” Ryan interrupted her thoughts and pulled on her hand. A few steps to the left and she was in the largest bathroom she’d ever seen. The dark brown tile floor was covered with plush navy rugs that matched the bedroom décor. The centerpiece in the middle of the room was a deep whirlpool tub that made Lindsey practically moan imagining the luxurious bath she was going to have.

Ryan left her in the doorway and scurried around. She couldn’t take her eyes off his tanned muscular frame. He flipped on the water, grabbed towels, arranged soaps, and then turned to smile at her, all while wearing not a stitch of clothing. “Are you coming?”

Suddenly timid, Lindsey padded forward with small, trepid steps. She was naked, only the blanket wrapped around her. Of course Ryan was naked too and it didn’t seem to faze him.

Is he going to stay? Watch me bathe?

“Come on in.” He tested the water with one hand. “Water’s perfect.”

Steam wafted up from the bath to fill the room. The fog created wasn’t nearly enough to give her the confidence needed to drop the quilt, however.

Sure, they’d just had wild sex outside. But that had been different. She’d been … not in her right mind apparently. And it was dusk. Now?

She bit her bottom lip and peered into the filling tub.

Ryan reached across her and grabbed a bottle of something with a pink lid. Seemed crazy that this manly man beside her kept anything so girly looking in his bathroom.

Moments later, as he poured a stream of the contents into the swirling water, she realized what he held. Bubbles.

“Now?” He held an arm out to the tub and raised his eyebrows, a tight smile across his face as she stared up at him.

“Are you going to … um, stay?”

“Honey, I’m going to do more than stay. I’m going to get in with you.”

Until he tugged on the blanket, an attempt to get her motivated, she hadn’t realized the iron grip she had on the corners.

Why the hell are you being so modest? Get in.

Ryan let go with one hand and pulled enough with the other to bring her into his embrace, his free arm wrapping around her.

“Oh, hon, you’re adorable.” He nibbled around her neck and up to her ear before breathing onto her lobe with the perfect combination of air and tongue to send a chill down her body.

As he made his way across her cheek to her mouth, she felt her body relaxing against him. Her grip lessoned. She wanted this man again. What was happening to her?

The blazing hot kiss caused her to lose all other senses. All she knew was Ryan’s taste, the feel of his tongue on hers, the smell of his personal musk. She couldn’t think.

And that had been his objective, she realized, when the blanket slipped to the floor and Ryan scooped her limp body into his embrace and set her in the delightfully perfect water.

He didn’t even break the kiss, just climbed in beside her. Gentle pressure on her shoulders made her bend her knees until she was seated on the bottom of the tub.

Only then did he stop torturing her with his lips, his tongue. He pulled back a few inches and gazed into her eyes with a hungry look that told her everything she needed to know about where this was going.

Ryan slipped behind her and sat down, his legs straddling hers. He leaned against the tub with a low moan and pulled her back against his chest, his arms coiling around her middle.

“This feels fantastic,” she mumbled. Every muscle in her tight body relaxed as she settled against his chest. Her arms shook and floated up to the surface. She was weightless and powerless to do anything except let Ryan hold her. Her eyes fluttered closed.

“Ahh, that looks so inviting. Is there room for one more?” Alejandro’s voice broke the silence. Lindsey jolted upright, jerking from Ryan’s arms. Her breasts came out of the water and she instinctively reached to cover herself. How had she forgotten about Alex? She needed a shrink. Hell, she had a shrink. She needed daily visits apparently. She was going insane.