Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 662

Chapter 662: The Bathroom

Olivia’s POV

​"I want to shower, Olivia," he said, his voice stronger than before. He moved to stand, and though his legs were a little shaky, he managed to get up on his own.

​"Let me help you," I insisted, moving to his side. I wasn’t going to let him out of my sight, and I certainly wasn’t going to let him fall.

​We made our way to the bathroom slowly. As he began to undress, my heart squeezed. He had lost quite a bit of weight—his ribs were more prominent now, and the muscular frame that once felt like a mountain was leaner. But as I looked at him, he was still my sexy Lennox. The strength of his spirit radiated off him, more powerful than any muscle.

​Finally, he reached up and pulled off the head warmer. His bald head was fully on display now, the smooth skin reflecting the warm bathroom light. He looked at himself in the mirror for a second, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face.

​"I’m not lying to you, Lennox," I whispered, stepping close and running my hand over his shoulder. "You still look incredibly good. Even bald."

​Lennox let out a genuine, low chuckle—a sound I had missed so much it made my toes curl. "You’re biased, Luna," he teased.

​He stepped into the large, steaming tub and sat down with a sigh of relief. I knelt beside the tub, picking up the sponge and the soap. I started to wash him, my movements slow and tender. I wanted to touch every inch of him, to reassure myself that he was truly back, truly alive, and truly mine.

​As I was rinsing the soap from his shoulders, he suddenly reached out. His grip was surprisingly firm as he hooked his arms around my waist and pulled me in unexpectedly.

​"Lennox!" I laughed, a startled yelp escaping me as I splashed into the warm water, clothes and all.

​I didn’t mind the ruined silk of my dress. I laughed again, settling onto his lap, my legs wrapping around his waist. The water was warm, but the heat coming from his body was better. He looked at me with an intensity that made my breath hitch, his hands resting on my hips.

​"I’ve missed this," he whispered, his forehead leaning against mine. "I’ve missed you."

​"I’m right here," I replied, tracing the line of his jaw. "And I’m not going anywhere."

​He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a kiss so passionate that it made my toes curl.

​I deepened the kiss, my tongue tangling with his as the steam from the tub rose around us. Lennox let out a low, guttural groan, his hands sliding from my hips to my back, pulling me so flush against him that I could feel the thrum of his heart against my own. He broke the kiss to trail his lips down my neck, his stubble grazing my skin, before planting hot, wet kisses all over my shoulders.

​Damn.

​The sensation sent a jolt of pure electricity straight to my core. I felt my pussy grow heavy and soaking wet, the heat of the water mixing with the slick heat between my legs. I wanted him—I wanted the man I thought I’d lost—but a flicker of fear remained.

​"Lennox," I breathed, my voice trembling. "Your heart... your condition..."

​He didn’t answer with words. Instead, he ground his hips upward, and I felt his cock hardening into a thick, solid iron bar against my thigh. He was alive, he was reacting, and his desire was as fierce as it had ever been. He kissed me again, deeper this time, his hands cupping my face.

​"I’m right here, Olivia," he rasped against my lips. "I’m not made of glass."

​I started to move, my hips rolling in a slow, agonizing rhythm that had us both gasping for air. The water splashed over the sides of the tub, but neither of us cared. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

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