She squeaked when he took up his pace again, only to stop suddenly right in front of her. Too late for her to slow her steps, Elissa walked right into his back.
His big, sexy, muscular back that smelled of something spicy and delicious.
“Oof,” she groaned, but smiled when he turned and warm hands touched her shoulders, steadying her.
“You okay?” he asked, his eyes warming with concern.
Elissa nodded her reply. His thumbs were moving in tiny little circles on the sleeves of her damp blouse, creating little infernos along her skin through the thin fabric.
That’s kind of nice, she thought.
Elissa leaned into the touch, loving the sensations he was causing. She whimpered when he withdrew his hands and stepped a couple of feet away. He opened a solid wooden door to reveal an enormous bathroom.
“In here.”