Tired and Beautiful
Harm let out a deep breath as the piping hot water fell over him. He was tired. Exhausted was actually a better description of the bone weary lethargy he felt. To begin, he hadn't slept well. Sophie, their kitten had kept them up most of the night wanting to 'play' and when her parents wouldn't she went ahead and began knocking things to the ground.
Unfortunately, he needed a minimum of seven hours of uninterrupted sleep to function well unlike Mac who looked fresh and ready with just a couple of hours. He grumbled to himself and turned to face the water. God, he needed sleep and a break from the chaotic schedule that had kept him from seeing his wife as much as he was accustomed.
There'd been no time for coffee breaks or lunch or even dinner. As of late, they'd been like ships passing in the night only sharing a bed just to sleep and he wasn too burnt out tonight to change that.
"Mind if I hop in with you?" He smiled when he heard her voice from outside the shower and then the door popped open.
Showering together usually turned into other activities that often made the water run cold. That only meant they would take said activity into the bedroom where they would warm each other up in the most wondrous ways. He sighed and turned, opening one eye to find Mac looking just as exhausted as he felt.
"I know showering usually leads to other things but I really have a headache, feel like shit and didn't want to wait for you to finish." She practically shoved him out of the way and stopped right under the stream, sighing happily as the hot water caressed her body.
Despite his exhaustion, Harm eyes casually took in every inch of her body. The strength of a Marine. The softness of a woman rolled into a package that was easy on the eyes. His eyes caressed every swell, every curve from her cute painted toes to her long, shapely legs, up her flat stomach, to her breasts resting on her ribcage.
She had a sexy neckline that he loved to kiss and nibble. Talking about kissing, her lips were sinfully sweet and addictive. He never loved kissing a woman as much as he did Mac. And then there were her eyes that were looking back at them. It took his breath away.
He grabbed the soap using his hands to create a lather which he ran over his body not missing a spot. Mac's eyes followed his hands which rubbed the bar briskly across his chest, the lather mixing with the coarse chest hair. He brought up one arm, running the bar over each rippling muscle then giving the same treatment to the other.
Then his hand traveled south and more suds covered his body over his abs and the little trail of hair that led down to a part of his anatomy she may have fantasized about more times than she could count. It was at that particular moment when he was lathering his 'little sailor' that Harm caught her looking.
Hell, it was more than just a look. Mac was flat out ogling her sexy husband and it made her cheeks burn furiously red in embarrassment. "Is that a blush, Marine?"
"Afraid so." She admitted and then reached around him to grab her body wash and poof.
That made a chuckle rumble in his chest. "It's not like we haven't seen each other naked."
While he was correct most of the time they were too desperately reaching for another to actually stop and look. The times he'd stared at her unrestrictedly was usually during times of passion when each spot he gazed at would then be covered by his mouth, his hands or his tongue.
Now she was just looking and knew he had been as well without touching. "We have but most of the time we're pressed up against each other not just looking without restriction."
She bit her lower lip when he stepped under the hot stream of water and the suds began to wash away rolling down his body like a lover's caress. His skin glistened, droplets clinging here and there eventually dripping off. Mac could only stare at him lovingly because he was perfect.
A combination of running and weight lifting gave him an incredible physique with just the right amount of lean muscle. Broad shoulders, hard pecs and wide back. And damn if he didn't have strong arms that she loved being enveloped in. "You're so beautiful."
Now it was his turn to blush because her admission had never been uttered in reference to him. "Beautiful? Me?"
"Yeah, you are and I can't believe I made you blush."
He shrugged and stepped away from the stream. "I've heard handsome, rugged, sexy but never, ever, ever beautiful." His hands had reached out for her now, arms wrapping around her waist as Harm pulled her body close enough to barely touch.
Mac glanced up at him, the exhaustion in her face lifting like a veil. "You are handsome and rugged and so very sexy. You're also beautiful and you know the best part about it all?" The most dazzling smile curved at her lips which inched closer to his as she came up to her toes. "You're all mine."
If either of them were tired it didn't reflect in the kiss or the gentle activities that came afterwards when they fell into bed and slept in eachothers arms.
