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I giggle. “Why? Am I making it…hard…for you?”
Screw it.Jack’s out here taking women on motorcycle rides. I decide I’m going to mess with him a little bit.
I run a hand down his ridged abs until it lands between his legs, over his shorts.
“Indy…” he whispers. “What do you think you’re doing?”
I giggle. “I’m being naughty.”
My heart hammers. I don’t know what inspired me to cross that line with him. He’s just so damn intoxicating.
I take my hand off, run it up his abs, and pull away just slightly.
I feel his hands squeeze around my neck, just enough to show the power he holds over me.
"Come with me," he says gruffly, his voice sending shivers down my spine.
"What?" I ask, taken aback. "Why?"
"We need to talk," he says, his eyes piercing into mine.
I hesitate for a moment, not sure what do do.
"Follow me.”
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” My body trembles.
“That’s not a question, Indy.” He takes my hand.
And with that, my resolve crumbles. I can't resist the pull of his commanding presence, and I find myself following him to the outdoor shower area under the jungle trees.
As we walk, I can feel my heart racing with anticipation. I don't know what he wants to talk about, but I'm getting more and more turned on by the second.
We finally reach the showers and he turns to me, his eyes burning with intensity.
"What do you want to talk about?" I ask, my voice trembling slightly.
"I saw you with Jansen," he says, his voice low. I’m no mind reader, but his tone feels laced with jealousy.
I look up, sheepishly. “I’m not sure what to say to that.”
He runs a hand down my back side until his fingers reach my thigh, not covered by the towel. He cups my ass, and I let out a moan I have to stifle.
His blue gray eyes look darkened, looking up at them.
“What don’t you understand about the fact that you’re mine now?”
Heat pools between my legs. Goosebumps raging throughout my entire body.
“Maybe…the shower isn’t the best place to have this ‘talk,’” I say, regretting my decision to be playful a few moments ago.
He raises an eyebrow. “Did I ask you?”
I lower my eyes, sheepishly.
“Drop the towel,” he says. I do, and I throb when he presses his hard body against me.
He takes a step back and gives me an up-and-down.
