Abandoned by Becca Jameson Page A

necessary to make her happy.
    Fleeting thoughts of his obligation to NAR made him pause for only a moment. He chased that hurdle from his head, preferring to deal with reality later.
    He released her lips, leaving her with pink cheeks and deep breaths. He loved how easy it was to bring her to such a heightened aroused state. But now they needed soap and then food.
    Reluctantly he grabbed the shampoo and poured it on his hand.
    Allison stepped under the hot spray of the shower and let it cascade down her long hair. He paused to watch it drip over her pert nipples. Her breasts weren’t huge. They were less than a handful, but they were gorgeous and he knew they would fill out more as she gained some much-needed weight.
    When she lifted her hands to run them over her head, he sucked in a breath watching her nipples rise higher. He had to close his eyes a moment to control himself.
    His hand shook , and he glanced to see he still held a pool of shampoo. “Come here, baby.” He tugged her from the spray with his free hand and proceeded to wash her hair. The thick locks eased between his fingers as he massaged her scalp.
    Allison moaned and tipped her head back, turning at the same time to face the wall so he would have a better angle.
    Daniel rubbed the suds into her shoulders next and then reached around to caress her breasts with both hands, the slippery shampoo making her feel slick and smooth. She leaned her back into his chest and sighed, her eyes closed to avoid the soap running down her face.
    He had to release her and finish the shower, but it took a grand effort.
    While she once again stood under the spray, he grabbed the bottle of body wash. He had to disassociate to run his hands over the rest of her body, her gorgeous pale skin making his cock rock hard. When he finished with the soap, he handed her the conditioner. “I’ll let you finish before I can’t control myself.” He looked away so he could wash himself without nailing her sexy body to the wall. His cock wanted her again already. Hell, his brain and his heart did too, but she needed a break.
    And they both needed food.
    As if they did this every day of their lives, he stepped from the shower, handed her a towel , and they dried themselves in silence.
    Daniel secured his towel to his waist and nodded toward the door. “Dinner first. Then we’ll talk.”
    He didn’t want to talk. He wanted to fuck. But they hadn’t mentioned the details of their future yet , and soon that would have to be faced. At least the immediate decisions. Like the fact that he didn’t intend to let her out of his sight even for a moment.
    “Can I borrow a T-shirt?” she asked as she followed him back into the bedroom, her towel wrapped around her body.
    Daniel padded to the dresser and pulled out a T-shirt for Allison and a pair of loose shorts for himself. While he stepped into his shorts, dropping his towel on the floor, he watched his mate set her towel on the foot of the bed and shrug into his shirt. It was way too big for her tiny frame, hanging halfway down her thighs, but he figured it would give her some semblance of modesty while they ate.
    He kissed her soundly and then took her hand and drew her from the room. “It’s not a huge house,” he said as they walked. “But I built it myself and I love it.” Hell, he’d only finished it this past spring, doing most of the work himself.
    She released his hand and wandered around the open living room - kitchen area, her eyes soaking in every aspect of his home. “I love it. It’s so…open. I love the space. Even though it’s not very big, it feels open.”
    He watched her face. She meant what she said. He knew she was uncomfortable with tight spaces after being confined for so long. “I’m glad you like it. If you want to change anything, it’s your home now too.”
    She smiled at him but then resumed perusing his belongings. He watched as she wandered from the stone hearth to the dark black leather couch. She