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“I think I’ll wait until later.” I knew she was having second thoughts about the shower now that I was standing in front of her.

Too bad, I was looking forward to seeing that tantalizing body of hers. The glimpse of her sleeping in my bed in her lacy lingerie this morning had made me want to stay in bed and make her mine. Instead, I had jerked off in the shower, coming as I thought of her tight silky pussy gripping my hard thrusting cock.

“No. You'll showernow. Don’t make me drag you into that shower,” I warned. “You’re playing a dangerous game—a dangerous game you won’t win.”

CHAPTER 11

MARCO

She wouldn’t win this battle of wills between us.

I was not a good man, and I was already having a hard time ignoring my stirring cock. Her defiance made me want to take her even more.

She paused, but then she got up and walked over to the bathroom.

“Good girl,” I said, pleased that she was obeying my command.

Once in the bathroom, she stood in front of the shower, toying with her dress. I switched on the water to heat. “Go ahead.”

“Can I have some privacy?” she snapped.

“No.”

She paled at my reply. “Are you going to just stand there and watch me?” she asked in alarm with her eyes wide.

“Yes. I’ve been looking forward to seeing what’s under the wrapping of my prize.”

“I hate you.”

“Get undressed and in the shower, or I’ll have to undress you myself like last night. But this time I’ll get to take off your pretty bra and panties too.”

My words pushed her into action. She didn’t want my hands near her again. She undid her zipper and let the dress slide to the ground, hesitating as she stood in her white virginal bra and panties.

“And the rest, beautiful.” The ‘beautiful’ part was true, especially with those startling blue eyes of hers, but I used the word to taunt her. “You’ve not got anything I haven’t seen before.”

Of course, as a man in our world, I had been free to sleep around and I had made the most of it—after all, I was twenty-seven years old and a red-blooded male. It was only women that had to stay pure for their wedding night. And how I was looking forward to savoring my nineteen-year-old virgin.

She narrowed her eyes and then turned her back to me. With trembling fingers, she unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor and quickly pushed her panties down her thighs, at the same time moving forward hastily to get into the shower.

“Wait! Turn around and face me.”

She had her back to me and I could see the sumptuous curve of her ass, but I also wanted a clear look at the rest of her. She looked as though she was going to defy me, but then she slowly turned around and her eyes sparked at me.

Good, I preferred a girl who got angry instead of crying.

I had imagined how her breasts would look naked since the first time I had met her, and I was not disappointed. They were heavy and tipped with large, dark nipples that stood erect as she quivered under my stare, and my mouth watered at the thought of having those succulent nubs in my mouth.

I let my gaze wander down her exposed body, over her smooth belly and to her pink pussy lips which were just visible between her legs. Her cheeks were flushed red, but she kept up her scowl.

“Go get washed,” I said, nodding toward the shower. She quickly got into the shower, turning her back to me again.

I could tell my watching was making her nervous, and her movements were quick and jerky as she shampooed and conditioned her dark hair. Then she poured body wash onto a sponge and soaped her body before letting the hot water cascade down over her as she rinsed clean, droplets of water clinging temptingly to her flawless skin. Dear God, what was she doing to me?

She stayed under the hot stream of water for as long as possible, probably hoping that I would get bored and leave, but nothing was going to make me miss this show. When I decided she had been in the shower for long enough, or rather my cock couldn’t take it anymore, I called for her to get out. “Time’s up.”

“Let me guess, this is like a prison where showers are strictly timed.”

I hardened my expression. “I can be strict with you if that’s what you want.”

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