I lift my hands and sign to her.
“I didn’t get that first word,” she says, so I spell it out for her.
“Fuck, tiny flame.”
“What’s wrong?” she asks innocently, still cleaning her hand like it’s no big deal.
I narrow my eyes at her as I sign,“You are trouble.”
“Who, me?”
I narrow my eyes at her. Maybe she’s not as innocent as she acts.
Before she can blink, I pounce. She squeals, laughter spilling out as I press quick kisses along her neck, chasing every sound she makes.
“Stop, stop! I give!”
I pull back, pleased with the look on her flushed face. I kiss her hard and fast, then I scoop her up and carry her into the bathroom. Setting her on her feet, I turn on the shower and point. First at her, then at the water.
“You want me to shower?” she asks.
“You’re dirty,”I sign.
“So are you.”
I sign again, “I will shower in the other bathroom.”
Her face falls a little, and she looks up at me through her lashes and asks, “You don’t want to shower with me?”
And damn, the disappointment in her voice makes me second-guess every bit of self-control I have. I take a deep breath to stop myself from lifting her up and railing her against the shower wall.
Signing, I tell her,“If I go in there with you, you won’t be coming out a virgin.”
“Dios mio,” she squeaks in Spanish, her cheeks turning red as she stares at me with those captivatingly beautiful blue eyes. There’s something about the way she looks at me that draws me in. I could get lost in her gaze for days; sometimes I do.
I turn, pulling the door closed as I exit and find another bathroom. By the time I’m under the warm spray of water, my cock is begging me for another release.
That’s what it was like being in Wren’s presence. I’ve jacked off more in the past few weeks than I did in the past year. I might have spent the majority of that time in prison, but the showers offered the privacy needed for a bit of tension relief, just like I was doing now.
But I wasn’t in prison anymore. And Wren was no longer just a name on paper that I jerked off to. No, now, as I wrap my hand around my throbbing cock, I can picture the exact hue of her pretty blue eyes, the way her silky black hair hangs over her shoulder, the smile on her pink lips when her eyes connect with mine.
I press my palm to the wall and let my head drop down. A grunt rumbles in my chest as my balls start to tighten. I picture the way she came apart underneath me just now, the way her pussy squeezed my fingers so fucking tight as she stroked my cock. I come hard, my jizzcoating the wall in what seems like a never-ending spray of my obsession.
When I’m finally done, I place my other hand on the wall and take a minute to catch my breath before cleaning my body.
Whoever’s house this is, I’m glad for the shampoo and soap.
I wrap a towel around my body and make my way back to the room where my bag is, finding clothes to get dressed. Pete liked to tease me, saying my style made me look like G.I. Joe. But I found the cargo pants and vest useful. Plus, having my tiny flame constantly eyeing my biceps was something I enjoyed.
If I had my way, she’d always have her eyes on me.
These past few weeks have really put my self-control to the test. Not only was Wren a tempting little seductress in disguise, but the three men I had to put up with so I could keep her close were constantly pushing my patience.
It’s a shock we haven’t been caught yet. With Dex’s simple-minded ignorance and Pete’s carefree childish whims, our days are numbered. And I’m growing tired of them constantly trying to get their hands on her. She’s so innocent and pure, and we’d only just met her in person when they started making advances.
You’d think all the books Dex had read on how to treat women would have told him not to sleep with them quickly, but the man had hearts in his eyes. I don’t think he sees anything as too fast when it comes to Wren. When she nearly had a panic attack because of his careless comment about Sly being jealous, I had been seconds away from stabbing my knife through his hand.
But she had needed me more, and by the time I hadcalmed her down and she went off to the bathroom, my rage had simmered. Didn’t mean I didn’t try to cause him a little pain, though. It’s probably a good thing she came back before I did any real damage. She seemed to like the big oaf for some reason.
