The shower blasted scalding heat. How the hell her skin didn’t melt was beyond me. I leaned against the tile, letting the cooler air hit my back as I watched her start her routine.
I could watch this forever. The way the water slid over her curves. The soap gliding across her skin. Her hair dripping. Every movement a slow, torturous blessing. She was everything. And I was fucked.
Mentally, I was trying to capture every second of this. Should’ve brought my damn phone in here. I was still thinking about that when she placed the shampoo in my hand. I needed to get my hair wet, so I reached out, grabbed her by the waist, and lifted her out of my way mid-rinse.
She couldn’t open her eyes with the soap running down her face, but I was very amused. She was very not. I soaked myself fast, got my hair wet under the spray, then moved her right back where she’d been. After she rinsed the shampoo from her hair, she shot me an irritated look. “Seriously. You just do whatever you want, don’t you?”
“No, Petal. No, I do not. If I did whatever I wanted, we’d be in a very different position right now,” I admitted with a cocky smile.
She was getting used to the shit that came out of my mouth, and she knew I meant every word. Gracefully, she stepped toward me and pressed me back as far as I’d go. The wall was freezing, but her fingers were warm as they traced along my chest. She touched my scars, careful around my broken ribs. Then she pinched my nipple. I flinched, leaning forward. She planted her other hand on my shoulder to keep me upright.
“Ouch,” I teased through a breath I barely caught.
She continued downward, fingers skating over my stomach, and I was so lost in her touch that my hand automatically went to grab her wrist. I didn’t get the chance.
“Don’t touch me.” She was talking to me the way she talked to her people when shit was going sideways or before the mission—in adon’t mess with metone.
I pulled my hand back instantly. She wasn’t looking at me. Fuck.Did I screw up?
I had only meant to touch her wrist, needing a second to think before acting. It felt like I knew her inside and out, yet at the same time, I had no idea where her lines were, but I intended to learn them.
Then her hand wrapped around my cock, and I sucked in a breath so fast it stopped my thoughts cold.
Everything happened at once. Her grip tightened. Her wrist moved. And she started pumping me in steady strokes. My hips rolled, matching the pace she created. She leaned her head against my chest, and I didn’t dare try to touch her again.
From this angle, I could see her ass. God. She had such a perfect ass. Lina was a thick woman, all curves and power, strong enough to drop me to my knees without even trying.Water rippled over her skin, catching the red ink on her back. I needed to trace it with my tongue. I’d never envied water before.
She quickened her grip, then slow, then fast again. My body strained to keep up.
The steam from the shower and the ache between my thighs were becoming too much. My face was hot. My whole body felt dizzy in the best possible way. I tried to hold back the moans, but every time she increased her pace, another sound ripped out of my lungs.
My legs twitched. My breath turned erratic. My climax spilled over her hand in a slow, pulsing drip.
Petal stepped away from me, just as breathless, her cheeks flushed. I wanted to make her feel good, too, but I wasn’t touching her without permission.
She lifted her hand to my mouth. “Lick it off.” My jaw dropped. Then I obeyed, tongue dragging over her skin, getting every last drop.
“Good boy.”
Oh my god, she was going to ruin me in the most beautiful way. After we were done washing up, we got dressed. One of her guys brought me some clothes since I was ill-prepared to spend the night withher.
She crawled onto the bed, deliberately slow. I swore she was being seductive on purpose. The silk pajamas hugged her curves like they had been sewn directly onto her body. The bed was huge. I figured I had enough space to lie next to her without crossing a line.
I tried to keep myself to one side, wanting to talk to her about what happened in the shower. I didn’t know how to start the conversation, though. “Hey, Lina, earlier, I mean, I was just going to touch your arm. I didn’t mean to either… just kind of happened.”
There was silence for way too long before she spoke. “I wanted to see how well you obey commands. You are such a good boy, Cezar. Now get over here and keep me warm.”
Such a dangerous game.
“Yes, my Petal.” I moved right into her space. She let me wrap myself around her, let me hold her the way I’d been dying to. She settled against my chest, her guard lowered.
If anyone walked in, they’d probably think I was her captor from the way I held her. No way out. No chance to escape. Not that either of us wanted to.
Chapter 19
ADELINA
Cezar’s phone went off again. So fucking annoying. He shut it up fast, probably to avoid waking me. I kept my eyes closed, pretending to sleep, wondering if he was about to bail. Wouldn’t blame him. We both had lives beyond… whatever the hell this was.
