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As Percival retreats to the bathroom, the door is slightly ajar, but I remain seated by the fireplace, my eyes tracing the intricate patterns of the wallpaper. My mind wanders, considering the promise that awaits us tonight. A part of me wonders if I’ll ever be ready to cross that threshold with Percival—to lose myself in the intensity of our connection.
I shake my head, focusing instead on the present moment. This is our time to explore, to discover new facets of each other beyond the physical. And that, I realize, is an adventure all its own.
Later, I sense movement in the bathroom. Moments later, Percival’s figure emerges through the slight slip, naked, his body glistening with droplets that catch the light. Unabashedly confident, he strides around, leaving a trail of damp footprints on the hardwood floor.
As I watch, my eyes drink in every inch of him—the curve of his shoulders, the ripple of his muscles, the enticing V that leads to his crotch. My cheeks flush with heat, and I know my desire for him hasn’t diminished. But there’s something more now, something deeper than mere lust.
I step back into the living area, guilt gnaws at my insides. What am I doing here? Percival deserves someone who can jump with him wholeheartedly. Yet here I am, hesitating at every turn.
I bite my lip, torn between wanting to be close to him and fearing what that closeness could bring. If I go in there, will I be able to resist the pull of his body, the heat that radiates from his very being?
The door is slightly ajar, and as I approach, I see Percival stretched out on the bed, his body still glistening from the shower. His hand moves downward, wrapping around himself, and he lets out a low moan that makes my stomach clench with desire.
“Spencer,” my name on his lips, his eyes closed, lost in his own pleasure. “God, you have no idea what you do to me.”
My hands grip the wooden frame of the doorway, knuckles white. I should look away, give him his privacy, but the sight of him—so vulnerable and yet so powerful—holds me captive.
“Hey,” he says, his voice wavering with the effort of keeping it steady. “If you’re watching, just know that I’m thinking of you.”
His words echo in my mind, and I guess: What would it be like to truly let go, to give myself over to him completely? The thought both excites and terrifies me, but one thing’s for sure—I can’t deny the connection we share any longer.
“Adventure,” I whisper, my voice barely audible even to myself. “That’s what you promised me, Percival. And maybe that’s exactly what we need.”
I take a step back from the doorway, releasing my grip on the wooden frame. Maybe tonight isn’t the night for us to cross that threshold together, but it’s a start.
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Gianna’s words come through my phone speaker as I get a text.
Her: How’d it go with Mr. Tall, Dark, and Sexy last night?
Me: It’s…complicated. We made progress, but we’re taking things slow.
Her: Slow? With a man like Percival Hills?
I can see her pout even from here. I know her too well.
Her: That’s like trying to put a leash on a cheetah. But hey, if it works for you, girlfriend!
Me: We’re finding our way, and it feels right.
Her: Good for you, Spence. Hey, I’ve gotta run, but let’s catch up soon, okay?
Me: Later, Gi!
I put the phone aside and swing my legs over the side of the bed, my heart pounding with anticipation.
“Morning.” Percival’s smile greets me as he opens the door between our rooms, clad only in a towel slung low on his hips. His damp hair sticks to his forehead, making him look both boyish and utterly irresistible.
“Morning,” I manage to reply, unable to tear my eyes away from the droplets of water trailing down his chest.
“Listen, about last night—” he begins hesitantly, running a hand through his damp locks.
“Hey, it’s okay,” I interrupt, not wanting him to feel guilty or pressured. “We’re on this together, remember? The limits are clear, no worries. Let’s have fun, ok?”
“Ok,” he replies, his eyes locking onto mine with a look of doubt.
“Good.” I smile, my fingers itching to reach out and touch him, but I restrain myself. “So, what’s next?”
