"You still have a debt to pay," I reminded her softly.
"I'm here, aren't I? Although, you still haven't told me what you want from me...exactly."
Soap slid down her slickened body. The thought of pinning her to the wall and taking her again was wiggling like a worm inside of my head.
"You must learn to obey me."
I began to rinse off and then stepped away from the water. There was a blue towel hanging on the rack nearby. Glancing over my shoulder, I could feel Simone's eyes following me. Slowly, I pulled the towel around m and walked out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom.
Moments later, I heard the shower turning off. She came out with a white towel wrapped around her. We made eye contact, as I was rummaging through my dresser drawer to find underwear.
"I'm going to head back to my bedroom now," she murmured.
"No."
"What?"
"I said no. From now on you will sleep here."
"And if I say no?"
A smirk eased it's way onto my face. "You're here to do my bidding, Little Angel. You volunteered as Tribute. I never told you to do that."
She gave a salute. "Fine, President Snow."
I chuckled. She had caught my reference. Hardly anyone that I knew had watched the Hunger Games or read them. When it came to being in the Bratva...you weren't exactly known for being a movie critic.
I eased on silk boxers and tossed my towel to the side and then found fresh sheets for the bed. Once everything was settled, I realized that Simone was still standing there frozen like a deer in headlights. Climbing up on the bed and propping a pillow up behind my back, we stared at each other.
"Well, are you coming to bed?"
"I have nothing to sleep in." She began to bite her lip.
The urge to get up and sketch her features some more hit me out of nowhere. I suppressed them.
"You're to sleep naked tonight," I told her.
A look of disbelief crossed her face.
"Or you can stand there all night, Simone. Make a choice..."
"Why can't I have a shirt?"
"This is for thinking that you can disobey me," I shrugged. "Now either sleep standing up, or join me in this very large bed, naked, and get some rest."
She sneered at me but dropped the towel.
Fuck,I thought.
How would I sleep with her next to me, naked. For one, I'd never even let a woman share my bed. Usually it was a hot fuck session in a car, or up against an alley wall. Simone would be the first woman to ever help me break my own rule.
Quickly, she dashed into the bed and pulled the sheet up to her chin.
"Stay on your side of the bed, too," she snapped and rolled onto her side.
"Fat fucking chance of that happening," I replied.
Reaching over to the nightstand, I turned the light off. A sudden urge came over me and I scooted in closer to her. She tried to shrug away from me but I wouldn't let her.
"Relax, Little Angel. You're safe," I told her.
She said nothing and finally just gave into the fact that my arms were wrapped around her. Heat radiated off of her body and I snuggled in deeper to her. She felt so damn good and I briefly wondered why I had never shared a bed with a woman like this. It felt so....
Intimate,I thought.
