“That just means you get to soap me twice.”
“Sold.”
24
THE VILLAIN
My self-control was shot.I kept her in that shower for another fifteen minutes. Five of those minutes were spent slowly running my hands all over her. Once she was soaped, I rinsed my hands and slid two fingers into her—I was just making sure she was thoroughly cleaned.
Fuck, those filthy little noises she was making for me had me losing my damn mind. I was ten seconds away from turning her around, bending her over, and fucking her until we both sawstars. But I meant what I said, she was getting off first this time. And every time after this.
The last five minutes she spent torturing me. Hands exploring every muscle, eyes looking at me with so much fire, I had to dig my nails into my palms to keep from burying myself inside her again. Then her right hand wrapped around my cock and her left went to my balls and all bets were off. God fucking damn it, she was good at that, and her cocky smirk told me she liked watching me squirm.
“Violet,” I growled.
“Yes?” She batted her eyelashes as she continued stroking me.
“If you want out of this shower, cut that shit out right now.”
She held her hands up and stepped back. She was such a fucking tease; I was going to have so much fun with her.
“I was just trying to make sure you were clean. Won’t happen again.”
I growled again. This fucking woman.
“Get out. When I’m done in here you better be waiting naked on the bed for me.”
The fire in her eyes burned hotter.
“Or what?”
She was going to be the death of me.
Or what?
Or I’d spend all night fucking her raw until she was a puddle in my arms, begging me for mercy. Until her mascara was running and she was so full of my cum, there’d be no way to mistake the fact that she was mine.
And she would be fucking mine.
“Don’t test me, Violet. Get out and wait for me like a good girl, or I’ll fucking ruin you.”
She flashed me a wicked grin before she stepped out of the shower, wrapped herself in a towel, and slipped out of thebathroom. I waited until the door clicked shut before I cranked the water to freezing. I was on fire and I need to cool off before I went back out there. I’d never kept the heat after her touch left my skin before. I wondered if it was because of how long the contact lasted or the type of contact. It didn’t matter either way because I was keeping her close from now on.
I stayed under the water for five more minutes. I’d planned to take my time drying off until her doorbell rang. I heard her swear, slam some drawers, and stomp down the hall.
“Officer O’Neill?”
“Sorry to bother you so late, Miss Hayes. As you may know Avalanche was nearly captured?—”
“Captured?” She gave him a dry laugh. “Five gun shots is what you call nearly captured? I call that probably killed.”
“I’m sorry, Miss Hayes. I assure you, I don’t want to be here either, at least not under these circumstances. I just need to know if you’ve heard from him, and I’ll be out of your hair.”
Oh, absolutely fucking not. A part of me wanted to walk out of there like this, but I knew she would kick my ass. I was still going to be a dick, though. After reigning in my shadows, and with a towel secured around my waist, I strolled out.
“Hey, V, where did you—” I didn’t have to see her face to know she rolling her eyes; I could tell by her sigh. “Oh, shit sorry. I didn’t realize we had company.”
She turned around glaring at me.
