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She was probably safer before I bought her. “Shaken up. But in one piece, unharmed.”
“I’m sending help. Our friend. I’ll reach out to him immediately. If you’re an hour away from us, you can’t be that much farther from him.”
He means Luca. As much as it pains me to think of handing her over to anyone and letting them make decisions about her safety, what matters more is getting her home before we have one close call too many.
“We’ll be waiting. You have our location?”
“Yes, and I’ll make sure to keep you informed if anything changes.” With that, he ends the call, leaving me staring at the phone and trying in vain to contain my rage.
It’s a waste of time. There’s no keeping myself under control where she’s involved—and I’ve proven that to myself already, haven’t I? I’m weak for her, just as weak as I ever was. It’s pathetic.
Even now, gripped with rage for her sake, I can’t help wanting to join her in the shower. We barely have any more time together. Once Luca picks her up, that’s it.
And a man could get used to being inside her. Clutched tight, like her pussy wants to claim ownership of my cock.
She already owns all of me. She always has. But what good does it do?
My resolve breaks and I turn away from my post at the window a moment before the bathroom door opens and Olivia steps out enveloped in a cloud of steam. Fuck me, she’s even harder to resist now, with wet hair finger-combed away from her face and a towel wrapped around her tight body.
“It’s all yours,” she announces. “The water pressure is good, at least. And it looks like the tub’s been cleaned somewhat recently, so we could have done a lot worse.”
I can’t look at her without having to fight the need to touch her, so I stare at the floor. “I won’t be long. By the way, I just got off the phone. Your father’s sending Luca. He’ll probably be here in an hour, maybe an hour and a half.”
“So early in the morning?” It’s barely past dawn as it is.
I can only offer a shrug. “If he wants to live up to his promises, he’ll drag his ass out of bed.” Then I step into the steamy room and close the door, since it’s easier to resist her when I can’t see her.
I can’t decide if I’m eager for Luca to get here or if I hope he takes forever. It’s unfair, in the middle of all this—trying to keep her alive—to be so damn distracted. But then I’m always distracted when it comes to her. I always have been.
Which is why there’s no choice. I know what I need to do next.
I step out of the bathroom with a heavy heart, a towel wrapped around my waist. I find her lying on the bed, the top cover stripped from it, stretched out with the towel loosely wrapped around her.
“That’s unfair,” I warn as my cock thickens yet again. She’s barely visible in the thin light coming through the closed blinds, but if anything that adds to the mystery and makes her that much more irresistible.
She bends one leg, knee pointed toward the ceiling, making the towel fall open over her hips and pussy. Fuck, what I could do to her if given the time. A week maybe, the two of us, with me teaching her every single thing her body’s capable of feeling. By the time I was finished, she wouldn’t be able to walk for days.
All fate granted us was a few hours, a single night. It’s going to have to last us both a lifetime.
“I’m just trying to rest a little before I get picked up.”
“Right,” I mutter. “You know you’re making this impossible, don’t you?”
“It doesn’t have to be.” She lets her like fall to the side, parting the towel until it falls open on either side of her. She’s right there, mine for the taking.
“But it is. Let’s not pretend.” I sit on the bed with my back to her, though it’s one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. Forbidden fruit, hanging dangerously low, begging to be plucked.
“I’m a grown woman. And we’re alone. And nobody ever has to know.”
“That’s not fair to you. That’s not the way it should be.”
“How should it be?” she whispers. She’s not trying to be the seductive little coquette anymore. And thank God for that, because while she’s not exactly good at it, she doesn’t need to be. Not as far as I’m concerned.
“You deserve to be worshipped. Cherished. I’m not talking about a quick fuck in a motel room where nobody can see.” Though I have to snicker. “As fun as that was.”
“Don’t I also deserve what I want?” The bed shifts. She gets up, kneeling behind me. When her hands land on my shoulders I close my eyes. If I was a praying man, I’d beg for strength now. It’s what I need most.
“You got what you wanted. You’re not a virgin anymore.”
