Free Tourmaline Truth by Khloe Wren Page A

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    "Do you know how to operate that?"
    Sharon chuckled and nodded, so he stepped to the side and allowed her to adjust the water. Once she was satisfied with the temperature, Sharon turned to face him and backed under the spray, crooking a finger at him to come to her. He rushed to stand before her, trembling with need. Completely mesmerized, he watched as she took a bottle from the shelf and poured a large amount of liquid into her hand.
    "Kneel for me, let me wash your hair and body. Allow me to care for you, love."
    Her request humbled him, so sweet were her words his arousal backed off a little and he lowered down before his Bride, his everything, and allowed her to do as she wished. He closed his eyes on a moan as she lathered his hair with what must be shampoo. She was careful to not pull at the tangles as she massaged his hair and scalp. Tingles spread over his body as he absorbed her touch. He opened his eyes when she stopped, and he watched the flex of her arm muscles and the sway of her breasts as she reached to unhook the shower nozzle from the wall. He again closed his eyes to allow her to rinse the suds free. She repeated the process with the shampoo before moving on to conditioner. The subtle woodsy smell of the products filled the air but couldn't compete with Sharon's natural berry scent. Without rinsing his hair, she took his hands and helped him to his feet.
    She took a small white washcloth and coated it in shower gel. Her breasts continued to sway enticingly with her movements, wet and glistening. Her nipples, such a beautiful mocha color puckered beneath his gaze, begging for his attention. Keeping his hands to himself was a struggle. He forced himself to resist her as she carefully cleaned every inch of his body. Her touch was divine and his nerves lapping up every sensation she gave him.
    Barret was starving for her. As she rinsed off his body, he could no longer hold himself back from her wet, slick skin. He knew she might refuse him. The abuse her body and mind had suffered would take time to heal, and she'd have triggers he could easily set off without realizing. Licking his lips, he slowly lowered to his knees before her once more and took a nipple in his mouth. He groaned as her taste exploded across his senses. He raised his hands and gripped her hips as he suckled on her. Not wanting to push his luck for the moment, he released her breast with a wet pop sound. He nuzzled his face between her breasts, enjoying the feel of being surrounded by her soft flesh. He felt her hands in his hair once again, finger-combing the knots out as the conditioner rinsed away under the warm spray of water.
    Sharon gently eased her body away from him. "Let me finish caring for you."
    He wasn't sure he had anything left for her to clean, but he would give her this. Hell, he'd give her anything she asked for. Guilt for his part in her torture still swirled inside him, if only he'd held off claiming her. Or explained better what could happen if she left his side.
    With the water shut off, Sharon led him from the shower and took a towel to cover herself with before she set about drying him off with another one. When he was dry, she wrapped it around his hips, concealing his erection from view. Barret was so desperate to have her, he could barely resist grabbing her and running for the bedroom. But she'd asked this of him, to give her this. And he would honor her by giving her this time to do what she needed to do to feel comfortable. He knew she'd require time. The fact she felt compelled to cover her body from his view said it all. She had new barriers that he would have to tear down. But he couldn't do it all in one night. For now, he'd let her lead and he wouldn't push her much. Didn't hurt she had her hands all over him to do what she was doing. He was loving being able to simply bask in her touch, her smell.
    She led him to the other side of the bathroom where a stool was waiting. He frowned as he sat and took in