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“Sit on the bench and play with yourself with my cum dripping out of you,” I order as I lift my shirt over my head and step out of my pants.
She’s quick to obey, spreading her legs and finding her clit with frantic fingers.
When I step into the shower, she doesn’t stop until I kneel on the tile floor and pull her hand away to replace it with my mouth. I’ve never been squeamish about the messes we make together, and tasting myself as I lick her to the brink of climax isn’t an issue. In fact, it makes things hotter.
I suck her clit hard as I hold her thighs open. She quivers and cries out when the orgasm finally rips through her; the tremors shaking her entire body as she comes. Her trembling frame collapses against the shower wall, completely limp from satisfaction.
For a moment, we’re quiet. The only sound is the gentle roar of the shower spray. I make no effort to pull her up. Instead, I grab a rag and wash her gently. When it’s time to rinse, I pull the shower head down. By then she’s sitting up straighter, and she lets me finish the job. Then she hands me the shampoo we keep there for guests and hands it to me shyly.
“Really? It’s not your special curly hair stuff.”
“Please? I just need you touching me still.”
That’s all she has to say for me to oblige. I carefully wet her hair again and put the shower head back before I squirt a small amount in the palm of my hand and work it into her hair.
Washing her hair is somehow more intimate than anything else we’ve done tonight. It’s mending things that were harmed when she left to marry Tobias. This isn’t the night we set out to have, but it’s clearly the night we needed.
When I’m done, she stands, rinses the lather out herself then soaps up a rag and looks at me with a questioning look.
“Go ahead, love.”
She washes me from the neck down. There’s nothing sexual about her touch. It’s pure love, and when we’re done, we dry each other off and I carry her to bed, where we both fall asleep for a nap.
Our nap ends when Bellamy wakes in a panic, looking for Tobias, but he’s still not home. Now, she’s pacing the floor, and I don’t have the heart to pull out my Dom voice to get her to come back to bed. I called him, but so far, he hasn’t answered. I wasn’t worried until he ignored a safety check. Now I’m sitting on the sofa watching her pace as the fear oozing off of her forms knots in my own stomach.
“Owen, I’m scared,” she whispers.
My chest aches because she’s not alone in that fear. “I know you are, love. So am I. But we’re doing everything we can. Go back to bed so you can be well rested for him when he gets here.”
She shakes her head. “I can’t sleep at a time like this. You’re insane.”
I raise an eyebrow at her impertinence. “Excuse me?”
She ducks her head. “Sorry, Sir.”
I pat the sofa next to me. “Come on, love. Sit with me before you earn yourself a trip over my knee.”
Despite her punishment fetish, I expect my threat to get her attention. She isn’t a brat who goads me into punishing her very often.
Reluctantly, she sits, and I drape an arm around your shoulder.
“I’ve got people looking for him.”
“Is it crazy that I only trust you to find him?” She looks up at me with watery eyes, and I put my forehead to hers.
“That’s not crazy at all. You don’t know how much I’d love to be out there checking on him, but I need to be here with you to keep you safe.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Owen. I’ll be fine.”
“There is no way I’m leaving you here, sweetheart. If we were at the hotel, I might because I can put security outside our door. But here you’re not as protected without me.”
“You have a fleet of security you could call in.”
Before I can respond, a deafening alarm pierces the silence of the club that closed hours ago.
My gun is in my office.
“Stay here and keep the door locked,” I command, already sprinting for the hall.
