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The sound of water falling is already there when I step inside. Max has the curtain open as water cascades down his face. I close the curtain and quickly pee, a post-sex habit I can’t see myself breaking. I flush, smiling at the sound of Max yelling when the water changes temperature, and wash my hands before stepping beneath the water with him.
I rub at the black lines on my skin, but the ink stains persist.
“It won’t wash off because I haven’t found X yet.” He smirks playfully, his hands latching onto my hips.
Tilting my head, water sprays down on both of us. “Max, I can’t wear my work outfit without people seeing all these marks.”
He shrugs, not caring, and his eyes trail over my naked body. I try not to notice how large his hands are, and how rough they are compared to mine.
“Max,” I growl.
“You becoming angry will only turn me on again,” he warns, undeterred by my small protest. My palms push against his solid chest, and he’s like a brick wall, refusing to budge. My forehead furrows with frustration as Max doesn’t get it.
“How do you suggest, I cover these?” I scrub at the map with soap, over and over again, until my skin reddens.
Max’s cock brushes against my inner thigh as he hardens. I look down at it and up at him in disbelief. He’s getting turned on while I’m worried I can’t go into work.
“I’m sure you’ll figure it out. If not, I bought you long pants and a turtleneck.”
I laugh at the suggestion until I realize he’s being serious. The sound dies halfway in my throat as my eyes grow wide and my lips purse. “You’re infuriating.”
“And that’s what you like about me.” He leans down, stealing a kiss.
Chapter 18: Max
Siennafallsasleepwithinminutes of me lying down beside her. I watch as her breaths even out and become steady, her face looking gorgeous and innocent of the corruption I will inflict upon her. I lie there enjoying her closeness, not wanting to leave her yet, but my brain won’t shut off. It’s like a drippy tap that keeps pecking, questioning what I’m doing with Sienna.
I slip out from under the covers and grab Brute’s leash. I need a moment to clear my head and process what just happened here.
Fucking Sienna was like nothing I’ve ever encountered before. My heart is still pounding from the experience. I’ve never fucked a woman more than once, and all I want right now is another taste of her. I feel this intense protectiveness, more than just wanting to watch her. My chest hurts from this feeling.
I didn’t think it was possible, but I’m in deep ‘like’ with Sienna. The emotion of that realization hits me square in the gut. It has my stomach dropping and looping as my heart sputters out of control. I never thought this would be possible. Could this be what my brothers spout on about? Is this love?
The way her body danced under me as her pussy choked my cock was like nothing I’ve ever felt before. Her moans and whimpers wrapped around my heart, pulling me in closer each time.
My hands itch to feel her curves under me again. Her ass and breasts fill out an outfit in a way designed to drive a man insane.
I speed up my walk as Brute stays a few leisurely paces behind me, even as I pull on his leash.
Sienna is it for me. There’s no turning back now. I’m not sure she understands what that means fully, and yet, when our eyes connect it feels like she is part of my soul. Maybe I should go kill the entire motorcycle club. Then we can go anywhere she wants.
I’m so fucked when it comes to Sienna.
Brute and I round the block before making our way back up to Sienna. I stand in the doorway watching her sleep, my adrenaline going too crazy for me to sleep tonight.
I’ve never seen anyone so drop-dead beautiful.
I scrub my hand over my face before I grab a chair from the table and sit there watching her like she’s the hottest movie on television. Once the sun has been up for a few hours, I take a break, only because I want to make her breakfast.
I easily maneuver around the tiny space as I make scrambled eggs. It’s not her favorite, or anything close to it, but there’s no oven to make cinnamon buns.
When I look up, she’s standing there naked. She literally steals the air from my lungs. I freeze, my hand halfway to the pan with the eggs, unable to look away.
“What are you doing?” she asks, her hands constantly moving around her body.
“Feeding you.” I force myself to stop staring at her curves and beautiful face. My hand shakes as I plate the eggs. “Put on some clothes.” It comes out as a growl, but I won’t be able to do as planned if she stands there naked a minute longer. I’ll take her against the wall without any regard or restraint. Sienna deserves to be worshipped, not fucked by a man who has no control. It would be all for me. “Now.”
She jumps and slams her door, placing a barrier between us. My heart is pounding against my rib cage. One look and my control snaps.What is wrong with me?
