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“Don’t call me that,” he says, his thumb rubbing over my knuckles. “Call me Ari. Please,” he adds, melting my reserve a little bit more.

Calling him by his name is too intimate, but maybe I can concede on this one thing.

“I need to go, Ari,” I tell him, tugging my hand to show him I want to leave.

I expect him to fight me, but he doesn’t. He gently lets go of me and steps backward, naked, gorgeous, in all his glory, and I can’t help but to look him over again.

This time, he’s hard, fully erect, showing just how thick and long he truly is.

No wonder the man has confidence that surpasses any universe. He has no reason to feel anything less than magnificent with a body like that.

“I need space from you. I need air.” Sucking in a much-needed breath, I run out of the room, but not before turning around and getting a peek of him from the back.

Just as perfect from the back as he is from the front.

The view has me stopping in my tracks. My hand is on the door, handle turned, and all I have to do is push it open and walk away.

Far away.

. Instead of leaving like I should, my treacherous feet carry me to the bathroom where the door is cracked. The shower is on, and I lick my lips as they dry, thinking about seeing him wet.

I shouldn’t. He’s a stranger, but he did blackmail me into an arranged marriage with him, so sneaking a peek can’t be too bad so I know what I’m getting myself into, right?

I push the door open, holding my breath in hopes it doesn’t make a sound.

The steam rushes against my face and I poke my head around the door, the stall of the shower open as the towel hangs between the opening wall and where it shuts. I’m able to see the faintest hint of his body through the heat.

His body is the kind you see in magazines, hard and defined in all the right places.

He groans.

I shove a hand over my mouth to stop the gasp from giving away my position. His arm is moving, and he leans his shoulder against the wall, angling himself so he is turned toward me.

I can see everything.

“Fuck,” he curses under his breath, stroking himself faster.

His eyes are closed, and the size of his cock has me clench my thighs together, knowing it would never fit while wondering what it would feel like inside me.

“That’s it, Tesoro. Swallow every drop.”

My clit throbs from his words, knowing he can’t be talking about me. He comes, painting the glass stall with thick ropes of come.

“Ah, yes. Tesoro. Just like that. Such a good girl.” He lazily slows his strokes and I step back, slowly closing the door until I’m standing in front of it.

I’m in a daze.

My entire body is on fire, awakened by the sight of him, but I won’t give in.

No matter how badly I want to.

Chapter Ten

Ari

It’s been three days of her ignoring me. She’ll fall asleep on the couch, so she doesn’t have to wake up in bed, but the jokes are on her. I’ve picked her up every night and put her into bed next to me. Granted, she makes sure to stay at the very end of the bed, so she doesn’t touch me.

Her restraint is impressive.

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