I was nervous.
Not just nervous, I was fucking on edge.
I had never felt anything like this, particularly when it came to women. But now that I had the girl alone in my bedroom, I wasn't sure what the hell my next move was. I’d been dreaming just this moment for so long. Now that the moment was at hand, I was frozen. Part of me wanted to just jump on her, but that didn't seem right after what she'd just been through.
Yeah, that wasn’t going to work.
Another part of me just wanted to hold her and make her feel safe.
These two parts were doing battle inside me, really duking it out. I had a feeling it was going to get bloody in there if she didn’t come out of the bathroom soon. I paced back and forth, staring forlornly at the bathroom door.
Damn.
Elle was in the adjoining bathroom cleaning up. In my house, but not to work this time. In my room. I glanced over my shoulder.
Soon she would be in my bed.
I’d brought her home to my place without thinking. I’d given her a stiff drink and sent her straight to the shower. She’d been calm but I knew inside she must be angry and scared.
I knew I was. The way that guy had manhandled her… it made me see red. I was sickened by the thought of what might have happened if I hadn’t gotten there in time. I’d taken care of him right quick. Now my mind was on other physical activities.
She was here. Finally. She was naked. Showering, sure. But naked. Mere feet from where I stood, pacing back and forth like a lunatic. I closed my eyes and immediately a vision of Elle lathering up her breasts sprang to mind. I groaned and tried to clear the vision.
It worked. I closed my eyes again, mentally praying for strength. That didn’t work. I clearly had no strength when it came to her.
This time I saw her leaning her head back, letting the water pour over her hair and down her back to her sweetly rounded bottom…
The water stopped running.
I stopped pacing and braced my fists on the windowsill. I was not going to fuck this up. If she wanted to cuddle and watch movies then… I would attempt to cuddle without poking her with the massive erection that was growing in my pants, just from being around her.
I stared out into the darkness, trying to figure out what the hell to do when she came out of the shower. I would offer her the bed of course. I would sleep on the floor. Maybe give her one of my old t-shirts to sleep in...
I groaned, my overly active imagination working on that thought way too thoroughly. Her long legs exposed… the soft cotton hanging off her curves. She would look sexy as hell in an old t-shirt.
No. I would give her a robe. There was already one in the bathroom. It would be huge on her. Massive. It would hide everything… or come close to it.
I looked up to see Elle standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around her. She was sparkling clean, her skin glowing from a vigorous scrubbing. Her long wet hair hung over her shoulders and her breasts and– well, let's just say the towel didn't cover much. I glanced down at her long, long legs and my mouth went dry.
Really really dry.
She just looked at me, giving nothing away with her huge green eyes. Then she started walking towards me. I opened up my mouth, trying to think of something to say.
"Hey."
She smiled at me and kept walking.
"Hey."
She didn't stop until she was standing inches from me. I had to clench my fists to keep from yanking her against me and ravaging her. She cocked her head to the side and stared up at me.
"Cat got your tongue?"
"No. I just… wanted to make sure you were okay."
"I'm fine."
"Good. That's good."
"Is there anything else you were wondering about, Jake?"
My jaw dropped open. Was she–
"What's the matter, Jake? I'm here in your room half naked. Isn't that what you wanted?"
"You might not be in the mood."
"Oh, but I am."
"After what happened."
"After what almost happened. If it wasn't for you…”
She dropped her towel. I could not believe my luck. I kept my eyes on hers though. I could see plenty but I wasn’t going to stare, no matter how tempting it was. No matter how perfect her body was.
I was a gentleman damn it.
"I want to forget how his hands felt on me. You'll help me with that, won't you Jake?"
I nodded slowly, staring into her beautiful green eyes.
"I'll help you."
I glanced down at her and grinned. I couldn’t help it. She was beautiful. I felt like I’d just won the God Damn lottery. But the prize was way better than money.