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"I noticed you had some textbooks on the front seat of your car," I said. "I know so little about you. Are you going to school?"
"Those were from summer quarter. I didn't register for fall. I was having a hard enough time keeping my head above water. But I plan to go back. I still haven't decided on a course of study anyhow."
"Are you hungry?" I asked.
"Starved."
"I'll order some food. Do you like Italian?"
"I like anything that doesn't bite back. I probably should have warned you that I have the appetite of a lumberjack."
I sat sideways on the lounge and dragged my gaze along her curvy but lean body. "I find that hard to believe."
"Well, maybe a small lumberjack. But it's all right if you don't believe me. Just know you've been warned."
13
Shay dipped her napkin in her water glass and dabbed at the spot of spaghetti sauce on her t-shirt. She had pulled it on over the bikini, complaining the swim followed by the air conditioner in the house was making her cold. Physically, I'd needed a break from seeing her mostly naked anyhow. I was sure by the end of two weeks I'd have nerves of steel and my cravings would subside to a normal level, but at the moment, the woman had my blood on fire.
We carried our plates to the kitchen. "You did warn me," I said as I took her empty plate and put it in the sink. "And yet, I doubt I could ever get that turned on watching a lumberjack lick marinara off his finger."
She attempted to hide a victorious grin.
"Well played, by the way," I added.
"Thank you." She rubbed her arms. "I've got gooseflesh. I'm not used to air conditioning, or the pool, or the coastal air. Yesterday, my car got so hot, my Chapstick melted into a blob."
"You should take a hot shower. In fact, take a hot shower." I was having hard time remembering that she wasn't here just for a friendly weekend but that she was here for a specific job. "Everything you need is in the cupboards, but use that bargain shampoo. I really like the fragrance."
"A hot shower sounds great."
"I'll just rinse these dishes and then I'll be in."
Her lips parted in surprise as she blinked her big brown eyes at me in question.
"I'm not joining you, but I will watch."
She seemed flustered at first but then she straightened her posture and nodded confidently. "Of course, boss. I look forward to it."
I cleaned up the lunch and headed down the hallway to Shay's room. She was humming in the shower. It had the same sultry, gritty quality as her voice and her laugh. I stopped outside the door and swallowed hard before walking into the steam-filled bathroom. The crystal clear glass surrounding the shower stall gave me an unobstructed view of the bathing beauty.
"Welcome," she said airily.
I leaned against the vanity and rested my hands on the edge of it. Shay stepped under the shower head and lifted her arms to rinse her hair. Water streamed over her rose-pink nipples causing them to pucker into tight nubs. She took the washcloth from the soap rack and filled it with body wash.
Shay lifted her head from the water and gazed at me through the steam. Her thick lashes were clustered in long spikes, like stars around her brown eyes. She ran her tongue along her bottom lip to lick the water, but she did it slowly, teasingly and it caused my balls to tighten. Blood was already rushing to my cock, and all she'd done was lick her lip.
She turned toward me and kept her dreamy gaze on me, her lids dropping heavy over her eyes as she smoothed the cloth over her breasts, making them slippery with soap. She took her time rubbing the cloth around every curve.
My cock was fighting to get free of my jeans. Every muscle in my body tensed with wanting her. I gripped the edge of the quartz counter so hard it seemed it would crack under the pressure. She peered up at me, almost coyly as she smoothed the cloth over her stomach and down to her clean shaven pussy. She even added in a lip bite as she scooted her feet a little farther apart and pushed the cloth between her legs.
Between the cloud of hot steam in the room and the flaming blood in my veins, I was in a fucking trance. Shay was a formidable opponent. I thought I was inviting a pretty, flirty woman into my home to entice me and help me kick my insatiable need for fucking. But I was wrong. Shay was as clever as she was seductive. The offer of a million dollars had made her as shrewd as any other person I'd ever faced off with in business.
"What would you do to me?" her raspy voice floated through the fragrant mist, pulling me from my haze. She walked up to the side of the shower and pressed her naked tits against the clear glass. "If you were in here with me," she said in a near whisper, "what would you be doing to me?"
