pulled her legs further apart with my knee. I eased another finger inside her, and she gave up. If I wasn’t holding her against the wall she’d have melted down the drain. She went liquid and supple, biting her lip as her brow furrowed in concentration.
A moment later a band of muscle squeezed my fingers, spasming with each wave of her release.
Withdrawing, I slowly pushed Nina’s leg off my hip and turned her around. She was a floppy toy, allowing me to spin her with no complaint, completely sated. Male satisfaction filled me.
She rested her head against the cool pebble tiles, while I grabbed a hotel bottle of shampoo and tipped the entire thing into my palm. Whiffs of honeysuckle and vanilla wafted into the steamy air.
I placed my hands on Nina’s head.
She startled. “What are you doing?”
“Co-pilot Liam. Your personal shower washer.” I kissed her shoulder as I scooped her shower-tangled hair, adding soapy suds on the top of her head. She shivered as my fingertips massaged her. I relished in looking after her. She allowed me to wash her, care for her. And I couldn’t wipe the stupid grin off my lips as I frothed her entire body with bubbles.
There was nowhere else I wanted to be. I couldn’t get enough of touching her and I doubted we’d ever get out of the shower.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Nina
M y lips were swollen and red from kissing, my skin flushed with colour. The moment I saw Joslyn at the breakfast table, I knew she’d guess I’d been with her brother.
The memory of last night and how distraught Liam and Nikolai had been, caught me around the throat. At the thought of Nikolai, my stomach shrivelled into a rock. Where was he? Was he coping? I made Liam forget last night by giving him myself. Nikolai didn’t have anyone to do that for him. I wished he did.
I looked at Liam. His eyes glowed aquamarine, burning with love; his face relaxed and blissfully content. If I didn’t know what he went through with Charlotte, I’d never guess he carried such unhappiness.
“Nina. Liam.” Joslyn peered at us as we took our seats opposite her.
A waiter approached and Liam ordered a coffee. Black with two sugars, just like I’d guessed the first day we worked together.
“Morning, Jos.” Liam’s voice was level, not in the least hinting he’d been lip-locked, not to mention hip-locked, with me most of the night.
A smile as bright as the searing sun broke her face. “You did it. You’re together.”
Her green eyes flew to me. “Oh, girl, we are in some serious need of a chat.”
I giggled. “How did you guess that from a simple ‘morning, Jos’?”
Liam snorted. “Must be her super powers. She does enough fraternizing to know how to detect when someone else is getting some.”
She punched his shoulder. “Hush up. Did you stop to think it might be the rash from your stubble on Nina’s cheek, or the smug smile you’re trying to hide? It’s blatantly obvious.” She swivelled in her chair. “In fact, I bet if you ask any guest here what they thought you were doing, they’d say ‘sex’. Let’s test my theory. Shall we?” She reached for a youngish couple, most likely on their honeymoon.
I yelped, grabbing her arm. “That’s not necessary. I don’t want the entire hotel knowing my business.”
Liam chuckled, thanking the waiter when he placed a cup of steaming black liquid in front of him.
I sighed, perfectly happy, unable to stop gawking at Joslyn’s delectable brother. They were so different. Where Joslyn was light and strawberry freckles, Liam was dark layers and emotional. They had the same quirks, even now they raised their eyebrow the same, but it wasn’t hard to tell they weren’t siblings by blood.
“I don’t want you giving Nina the Spanish Inquisition, Tree. Just leave her alone.”
“Tree?” I laughed, looking at both of them. The nickname made no sense.
Joslyn scowled. “Just for calling me that, I’m going to get every dirty detail out of
A moment later a band of muscle squeezed my fingers, spasming with each wave of her release.
Withdrawing, I slowly pushed Nina’s leg off my hip and turned her around. She was a floppy toy, allowing me to spin her with no complaint, completely sated. Male satisfaction filled me.
She rested her head against the cool pebble tiles, while I grabbed a hotel bottle of shampoo and tipped the entire thing into my palm. Whiffs of honeysuckle and vanilla wafted into the steamy air.
I placed my hands on Nina’s head.
She startled. “What are you doing?”
“Co-pilot Liam. Your personal shower washer.” I kissed her shoulder as I scooped her shower-tangled hair, adding soapy suds on the top of her head. She shivered as my fingertips massaged her. I relished in looking after her. She allowed me to wash her, care for her. And I couldn’t wipe the stupid grin off my lips as I frothed her entire body with bubbles.
There was nowhere else I wanted to be. I couldn’t get enough of touching her and I doubted we’d ever get out of the shower.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Nina
M y lips were swollen and red from kissing, my skin flushed with colour. The moment I saw Joslyn at the breakfast table, I knew she’d guess I’d been with her brother.
The memory of last night and how distraught Liam and Nikolai had been, caught me around the throat. At the thought of Nikolai, my stomach shrivelled into a rock. Where was he? Was he coping? I made Liam forget last night by giving him myself. Nikolai didn’t have anyone to do that for him. I wished he did.
I looked at Liam. His eyes glowed aquamarine, burning with love; his face relaxed and blissfully content. If I didn’t know what he went through with Charlotte, I’d never guess he carried such unhappiness.
“Nina. Liam.” Joslyn peered at us as we took our seats opposite her.
A waiter approached and Liam ordered a coffee. Black with two sugars, just like I’d guessed the first day we worked together.
“Morning, Jos.” Liam’s voice was level, not in the least hinting he’d been lip-locked, not to mention hip-locked, with me most of the night.
A smile as bright as the searing sun broke her face. “You did it. You’re together.”
Her green eyes flew to me. “Oh, girl, we are in some serious need of a chat.”
I giggled. “How did you guess that from a simple ‘morning, Jos’?”
Liam snorted. “Must be her super powers. She does enough fraternizing to know how to detect when someone else is getting some.”
She punched his shoulder. “Hush up. Did you stop to think it might be the rash from your stubble on Nina’s cheek, or the smug smile you’re trying to hide? It’s blatantly obvious.” She swivelled in her chair. “In fact, I bet if you ask any guest here what they thought you were doing, they’d say ‘sex’. Let’s test my theory. Shall we?” She reached for a youngish couple, most likely on their honeymoon.
I yelped, grabbing her arm. “That’s not necessary. I don’t want the entire hotel knowing my business.”
Liam chuckled, thanking the waiter when he placed a cup of steaming black liquid in front of him.
I sighed, perfectly happy, unable to stop gawking at Joslyn’s delectable brother. They were so different. Where Joslyn was light and strawberry freckles, Liam was dark layers and emotional. They had the same quirks, even now they raised their eyebrow the same, but it wasn’t hard to tell they weren’t siblings by blood.
“I don’t want you giving Nina the Spanish Inquisition, Tree. Just leave her alone.”
“Tree?” I laughed, looking at both of them. The nickname made no sense.
Joslyn scowled. “Just for calling me that, I’m going to get every dirty detail out of
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