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"You want me to get rid of the smell of our sex?"
"Yes."
He opens the door and walks out. A second later I hear the back door opening too. He comes back carrying a flattened cardboard box and using it like a fan, he waves fresh air from the hallway into the room.
Finishing with the bottles in the box my bottom was on, I break it down, flatten it and join him in his efforts.
Atlas stops, inhales deeply and nods. "Better."
I have to agree, but a trace of the scent remains. Shaking my head, I hand my flattened box to Atlas. "Will you put those in the recyclables?"
He must have figured out where we store them near the garbage dumpster to have found the one he's using.
Taking the cardboard from me, he nods. "I'll meet you upstairs."
Because he can. Because he knows my security codes.
I frown. "I need to change the codes on my doors."
"Not on my account."
Why did I know he was going to say that?
Shaking my head, I pull the door to the cool storage shut behind me. "I'll leave them for now so you can get upstairs."
"Save me some hot water," he shoots over his shoulder before jauntily walking toward the backdoor, whistling a tune I can't quite place.
And then it hits me. He's whistling "Moves Like Jagger."
Chapter 10
ATLAS
The shower is still running when I let myself into Lucia's apartment. The urge to join her is so damn strong, but my woman has a club to run.
After dropping my duffle in her bedroom, I clean up at the kitchen sink. Zipping up my jeans, I feel the bulge in my pocket from her panties and bra. I pull out the bra and go back into her bedroom to drop it in the clothes hamper she has there.
The panties still damp from her juices, I keep.
"Oh! Atlas. You're here." Steam follows her out of the small bathroom.
Another reason I don't join her. That room is barely big enough for me. With both of us in the shower, I doubt either of us could turn around, much less bend down. Could be fun to try though.
Lucia's hair is wrapped up in a towel and another one covers her luscious curves. I make no effort to hide my interest as she pulls lingerie from her tall dresser.
Turning, she wags her finger at me. "You stay over there, mister."
"Sure,ílios mou." I lean back against the wall to show her she's safe from my sexual advances.
For now.
My willpower is tested when she steps into a red silk thong and tugs it up her lush hips. When she settles her gorgeous tits into a matching bra, I growl.
Her head is down, but I see those lips of hers curve into a small smile.
"I'm being good, but if you keep teasing me, you're going to end up under me instead of in your club."
She lifts her head, her dark eyes filled with fire. "Don't even think about it."
