8
Raja
Insects buzzed outside and the warm night breeze filled the room. I drew the thin translucent curtains shut and blew out the last candle. With a sigh, I collapsed onto my bed without even undressing. It had been a long day and my whole body ached.
But part of me ached in a different way.
Lorenzo was in the other room getting ready for bed. It was our first time alone since the waterfall, when my mother interrupted. Thankfully, nobody was around to bother us again.
The wooden floorboards creaked as Lorenzo entered the bedroom. His face had been washed, and the tips of his hair were damp, turning them a dark grey. Unlike me, he had undressed the fancy suit and laid it neatly aside now. He stood in a simple black tank top and his briefs. Once again, my eyes wandered down below.
“You’re still dressed,” Lorenzo commented.
“I sure am.”
He strode closer until he towered over me, but his face was gentle as always. I wondered if he ever justtookwhat he wanted. I yearned to find out.
Heat stirred in the pit of my stomach. My body needed this.
“You know,” I began, shooting him a coy glance, “I can’t go to bed in these clothes.”
Lorenzo eyed me up and down. “No, I suppose you can’t. They’re too nice to sleep in.”
“I agree.” I crossed my legs. “Why don’t you do me a favor and help me take them off?”
He cocked a brow. “You want me to help you undress?”
“Are you opposed to that?”
Lorenzo paused. “No.”
I smiled. “Good. Come on, then. I want to get into bed already.”
Instead of making a smart comment about how I was alreadyinbed, Lorenzo was silent as he reached for the collar of my shirt and began undoing the buttons. His fingers worked precisely and didn’t stray. I forced my breathing to remain steady. I didn’t want him to know I was already worked up just by his close physical presence.
When he finished unbuttoning my shirt, he got up and placed it neatly beside his suit.
“I’m still wearing the pants,” I said.
There was no indication in his tone that hewasn’tenjoying this. “Would you like me to help remove them as well?”
I crossed and uncrossed my legs playfully. “Yes, alpha.”
Something flickered across his eyes, then was gone. Smugly, I watched him kneel down to unbutton and carefully remove my pants. When they were gone, there was nothing left to hide my growing erection. Lorenzo hesitated when he saw it. My heart rate sped up. What kind of reaction would he have? Hopefully one that ended up with me getting laid.
Lorenzo’s eyes slowly moved from my clothed cock to my face. He read my expression, which at this point was blatantly horny - and I prayed he felt the same.
“You seem a bit excited,” Lorenzo said in a quiet voice.
I licked my lips. “A little more than abit.”
“I see,” he replied. “Well… What are we going to do in this situation?”
I growled. Was he playing hard to get on purpose? I obviously wanted to fuck. Maybe I had to make itmoreobvious.
I raised one of my legs, hooked it over his shoulder and made direct, smoldering eye contact with him. If that didn’t get the point across, nothing would.
Lorenzo placed his hand on my calf and slowly made his way up my leg. “Raja. Tell me what you want.”
