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Iwas happythat I didn’t have to speak again during the ride back to the hotel. Jonas received a call and talked on the phone the whole way there, occasionally moving to rest his hands a little higher on my thigh. Truthfully, I couldn’t blame Jonas for the sexual tension that had settled between us. After I practically begged him to touch me, he seemed assured he had found his new companion. He not only made the offer, but found out pretty quickly he could order me to do as he wished when he touched me.
It was a vulnerability that exposed and shamed me. Declan had learned it too, and took advantage of it until I repulsed him by gaining weight. I still wasn’t as thin as I was when I first met him, but Jonas’s facial expression seemed genuine and the bulge in his pants left me with no doubt he was turned on by me. What I found puzzling was that he hadn’t sought pleasure for himself.
“We’re here,” Jonas announced, breaking my thoughts. His hand took mine to help me out of the car. He had David carry my bags and I meekly followed them back up to Jonas’s suite.
Once we were alone again in the room, he immediately headed for his desk and opened the top of his laptop, pressing the on button.
“You can hang up your clothes in the closet or the bedroom through the far door,” Jonas said as he moved over to his desk.
Choosing to put my things in the hall closet, I turned around and found Jonas was now wearing a pair of glasses. I ogled.Wow.He’s a sexy Clark Kent.
A smile played at the corner of his lips. “You alright?”
“Yeah,” I said, nodding emphatically. That earned me a grin from Jonas. He didn’t seem to mind my gawking at him. No smugness, just pure confidence on his face. No doubt comfortable with getting this reaction from people all the time. After all, he was, indeed, scorching hot.
I fidgeted. “Um. Would you mind if I take a bath in that huge tub?” I asked.
“No. Make yourself at home,” Jonas replied.
I turned, then looked back and bit my lip.Were we having sex later?I wondered in shock that my mind had readily accepted the possibility. “I usually wear a tank and shorts to bed, just so you know.”
A smile played on his lips. “You can wear them tonight.”
What I’d wear beyond tonight hung in the air. I couldn’t blame him for the change in his expectation of me as I myself had the same expectation. The thought of being naked in bed with him had my body humming again. I squirmed.
“You need me again, Lily?” Jonas folded his arms.
Yes.“No. I’ll just go relax in the bath,” I said absently as I sucked in air. Why did I say that? I scolded myself and turned away.What am I doing?
“Don’t touch yourself,” Jonas called out behind me.
I stopped and turned my head back, as heat flooded my body. I stared at him, his shoulders rising and falling with his breath.
“If you need to come again, you bring yourself to me,” he said in a low tone that I felt right down to my core.
I glanced at him and asked, “Why didn’t you?”
He lifted a brow. “Why didn’t I what?”
My skin burned. “I could have… You could have,” I stammered.
Jonas smiled broadly. “Why didn’t I have sex with you back there? I wanted to see your response to my touch. And it pleased me.”
“Oh,” I said the only thing that came to mind and turned toward the bathroom.
“Oh, Lily,” Jonas called out, “you won’t have to wonder long.”
I quickly turned back and went inside the bathroom. Closing the door and pressing myself against it. I may have nodded to him. I didn’t know, but what Iwassure of; his words aroused me. I felt the pang of desire coiling within me. I was aching with need again, and he had offered to help me. So why was I in here?
The answer was there as slipped off my clothing. Jonas gave me the touch I craved, but on his terms. After all, he presented the offer, and stimulated me to orgasm in my bedroom. Sure, I didn’t have to show him my body, but he still had me show him something, and admit to him what I desired. In truth, Jonas was already controlling me sexually. Did that bother me? No. I wasn’t aggressive and never initiated sex with Declan, though I never turned it down either.
Stripping off my clothes, I glanced down at my body. My heart constricted as I recalled the first time Declan had showed me how to create the mood lighting that made me “look better.” It wasn’t long after that when he added viewing porn as a “warm up.”Oh how I wished I looked better.I washed my face and brushed my teeth while I waited for the tub to fill for my bath. In the vanity, I found lavender body salts which I added to the water. I then shut off the nozzle and sunk in the warm, scented water and relaxed. The soothing aroma calmed my jittery nerves.
After a while, I heard Beethoven’sPathetiquewaft through the bathroom door. I imagined my father playing it on our upright in our house on Franklin Street, always after my mother and I begged him, wading through his sighs and critiques of his own playing. My heart swelled as it progressed to the second movement. She would wrap her arms around him and kiss his cheek, then pull me into a hug and kiss. I tried to breathe as sobs erupted in me, struck by the realization that I would never experience that again. What was this? I felt cracked open.
“Lily.” Jonas knocked on the door.
