CHAPTER 80: A JUICY SHOWER

Chapter Eighty

**OLIVER WEST**

"You’re trembling" His eyes slowly roamed my entire body as he took the last step to complete the distance between us.

His voice dropped to a whisper "Even though we barely touched, is it too much for your innocent little mind?" Kieran murmured.

Barely?

He called both of us rubbing dicks barely????

The fact was that I could feel his hands on me even now, I could still feel each throb.

I blinked at him, my chest still rising and falling rapidly. "Yes, for me it was too much!"

It was more than too much.

How did I go from being angry at him to coming apart under his touch?

I couldn’t even blame him, it was all me.

Something dark gleamed in his eyes, and I interpreted it in a way that made my heart tighten uncomfortably.

He was mocking me, like he found my inexperience amusing.

Hot wetness pricked behind my eyes and I wiped at my face quickly, hating how they burned with unshed tears.

"Don’t," I whispered, before he could speak again.

"Don’t what?"

I glared harder at him, "Don’t make fun of me!"

If he dared laugh, or made any teasing statement right now of how I had embarrassed myself some few minutes ago, I swear, I was going to kill him. Then maybe jump down the cliff as well.

Kieran’s expression shifted, something soft and almost gentle flickering across his features. "Ollie..."

He reached out to touch my face, but I jerked away from his hand like it burned.

"Don’t even look at me, go away!" I mumbled, growing aware again that I was still shirtless and Kieran’s eyes were trailing over my skin with an intensity that made me want to hide.

I crossed my arms over my chest, but it only seemed to draw his attention more.

"Why not?" His voice was rough, almost hoarse.

I backed away from him, my heart hammering as my gaze flew to meet his molten steel ones, I nearly forgot how to speak. "Because... because you’re looking at me like..."

"Like what, Ollie?"

Was it possible to hate, like really hate a person but at the same time you like them? How could he make my heart beat so hard, but at the same time I wanted to vanish?

It totally wasn’t fair that I was pushing him away, but at the same time, my body was reacting to his closeness.

"Stop staring like you want to eat me alive." The words slipped out before I could stop them, and Kieran’s eyes deepened, his pupil taking up more space. It was something I noticed because I was watching him too closely.

A slow smile spread across his face - not mocking, but something hungry that squeezed my stomach with heat.

"Maybe I do want to eat you, you look more than juicy to ravish."

WHAT THE HELL?!!!

My face flushed hotly, I badly wanted to set some more distance between us, but as I stepped backwards, my legs stumbled.

And I found myself inside his shower stall, nearly tripping in the process.

Kieran followed me like a shadow, stalking me with the two steps he took.

"Kieran, no—" I started the protest when he shrank up the space in the shower.

"What we did was not normal for me either," He said suddenly, but I shrieked as I became trapped between his body and the shower.

Kieram’s hands came up to rest on the wall behind me, caging me in until I was aware of nothing but his intense gaze burning into me.

"This. What I’m feeling. What you do to me..." His voice dropped, and he looked almost confused. "I’ve never felt like this about anyone, Oliver. I don’t know what to do with it."

I searched his face, looking for lies, for tricks, but all I saw was raw honesty that made my throat tight. His eyes bore the same confusion I felt whenever I was summing up my feelings for Kieran.

"I like you so much it scares me," he continued, his forehead almost touching mine. "I think about you constantly. When you’re not with me, I can’t focus on anything else. When you are with me, I can barely control myself."

"Kieran..."

"I’ve never wanted to take care of someone the way I want to take care of you. I’ve never wanted to own someone the way I want to own you."

Before I could respond, he pulled me against him, his arms wrapping around me so tightly I could feel his heartbeat against my chest. When his lips found mine, the kiss was different from before - softer, almost desperate.

"Don’t cry," He whispered into my mouth, and I didn’t even realize the tears streaming down my face, until now.

"Please don’t cry anymore."

My arms wrapped around him, because my knees were shaking so badly.

I desperately wanted to hold onto something, and he was the only one. The only solid thing close to me.

"I don’t know what I’m feeling," I admitted, the words muffled against his shoulder. "Everything is so confusing. You make everything confusing."

"Same," Kieran murmured, and then his lips were on my throat, pressing gentle kisses to my pulse point.

"I used to know exactly what I wanted. Now all I know is that I want you."

When he pulled back to look at me, the intensity in his eyes made my breath catch.

This was dangerous territory.

Kieran was fire, and I was going to get burned.

I could see it so clearly, but somehow I kept falling. And falling.

Without warning, Kieran reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. My eyes immediately went to his chest, to the lean muscle and scar from that fire on his shoulder.

A lump formed in my throat as he kicked off his pants, and then he reached for the shower handle.

Cold water hit us both like a shock. I shrieked, the temperature snapping me back to reality.

"What are you doing?!" I pushed at his chest, water streaming down my face as I tried not to look down at his pure naked state.

"Getting us cleaned up, We used to bathe together when we were kids."

He said casually, like this was perfectly normal.

My entire body went rigid when he began to tug down my pants which had gotten soaked from the shower.

"You used to let me help you wash... everywhere. You didn’t mind when I touched you here as well," His voice carried a hint of dark amusement that made me want to combust, he tugged down my pants when the shame of him recalling all those memories shook me.

"KIERAN!" I shoved him toward the edge of the shower stall with all my strength, my face burning so hot the water should have turned to steam.

"GET OUT! GET OUT RIGHT NOW!"

NO, WE CAN’T DO THIS. IF WE BATHE TOGETHER, WAS IT GOING TO LEAD TO SEX??