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I should punish her for that.

She was deliberately teasing me, showing me she was now the one in control. It was a bold power play on her part, but it made me want her even more. I had lost. I was without any defense. Relinquishing all control over to Krystina, I leaned my head back against the shower wall and moaned. I could feel her smile form over my dick. Triumphant in her victory, she tightened her suction around me once more.

Her passion was unbreakable, taking me deep into the back of her throat over and over again. I was coming apart, knowing I wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. I palmed her forehead to steady her, forcing her to look up at me.

“I’m going to come,” I warned her, my words sounding hoarse. “It’s up to you whether or not you want it in your mouth.”

She seemed to think about it for a brief moment, then without saying a word, she pulled back and began pumping me with her hand.

Her movements were precise, fingers sliding deftly over the length of my shaft. A feeling of heightened awareness began to spread through me, intensifying my connection to the fiery woman on her knees before me. Then all at once, everything erupted into a moment of perfect clarity. Within seconds, my seed spurt all over her chest, coating her nipples before being washed away by the water flow of the shower jets. It was a glorious sight to behold.

Energy spent, I lowered myself to sit on the floor beside her. Together we slumped against the wall, both utterly sated.

“That was pretty amazing,” she eventually said after we had caught our breaths. I reached up to push a wet lock of hair from her face and kissed her softly on the forehead.

“You are amazing, Krystina. Just when I think I might be pushing your limits, you ask for more.”

Her already flushed cheeks turned a deeper shade of crimson, spreading to the tips of her ears. I could tell she was remembering how she had practically begged me to put my thumb in her ass. I had to suppress a smile. I never thought she’d be open to any sort of anal—at least not right away. Given Krystina’s limited experience, I figured it was something I’d have to work up to eventually. But now that the door was open, I found myself wondering if I had underestimated Krystina’s limits. Perhaps I could push her further than I had initially thought.

“Don’t you ever run out of hot water?” she asked.

“Tankless water heater. I have an unending supply.”

“Brilliant,” she mused. “I’ll keep that in mind the next time I decide to shower here. But now, as much as it pains me to think about getting up from this floor, I really should be heading home. I never ended up texting Ally. My phone battery was dead.”

“Well, if we stay here much longer, we’ll end up shriveled like prunes. Come on. Up you go,” I said, getting to my feet and pulling her up alongside me. I leaned down to kiss her softly, my lips molding seamlessly to hers. “Thank you for a perfect morning, Krystina.”

“Mmm…,” she murmured, wrapping her arms around my neck. “It was kind of perfect, wasn’t it?”

Her naked body pressed up against me, warm and slick with water from the shower still running. My dick twitched, preparing for round two.

“We really have to get out of this shower, or I’ll never get any work done today,” I told her. After allowing us another moment amidst the steam, I reluctantly pulled away and shut off the shower valve. Reaching outside the stall, I retrieved a towel from a nearby bar and began to dry her from head to toe. She didn’t argue over my lavishing, for once accepting my painstaking efforts to take care of her.

“I just remembered my clothes. Do you think Vivian has returned with them yet?” she asked.

“It’s been well past an hour, so I’m sure you will find them in my room.”

“Oh no!” she exclaimed, eyes suddenly filled with terror. “You don’t think she heard us, do you?”

I chuckled at that.

“You worry too much, Krystina.”

The truth was, there was a very good chance Vivian had heard us, but I wasn’t going to let Krystina stress about it. Vivian knew not to ask questions, so there was no real harm. Then again, I used to say that about the rest of my staff too, but they’d all been full of second-guessing and scrutinizing stares as of late.

Once we were both dressed, I grabbed my phone off the dresser and saw I had a response from Laura regarding Boston.

“It looks like I have to take an unexpected trip to Boston for a few days.”

“Oh? What for?” Krystina asked.

I looked up from reading the email to see her standing in front of the full-length mirror in the corner of the room. She had removed a brush from her purse and was combing out her long mane of curls.

“A friend of mine needs a favor. I’ll be speaking at a conference, which I’m sure will be dreadfully boring.” I paused as an idea came to mind. “Why don’t you come with me?”

“Alex, I can’t go to Boston,” she said. “I have to work.”

“I’m sure I could make a call to Walter and work something out.”