I’m not going to let her waltz off with my child.
“Seems like you found your way out of your room.”
I don’t know how she did it. Did she pick the damned lock from the inside, or had the younger guard, Leone, forgotten to lock her inside her bedroom? He’ll be reprimanded later for his mistake.
“And you had to interrupt me in the shower to tell me that?”
No.
I’m not used to being thrown by a curve. Not like this. She doesn’t get to make the rules and play games with me.
I’m the one who is in charge.
“Get in here,” I growl and pull her under the hot spray.
She shrieks, and I’m not sure if it’s because it was unexpected or the fact she’s still fully dressed.
“Dante!” Her jaw hangs agape. She seems mystified that I just soaked her.
Nikki has no idea what she’s in for.
How wet I intend to make her.
“What did you expect?” I back her up against the cold bathroom wall.
She shivers.
My fingers pull at the hem of her white t-shirt, which is now revealing her purple bra. Thank you, Moreno!
I rip the shirt from her body, tearing it down the center, and toss the soaking remnants on the floor. It puddles.
“What are you—” She doesn’t finish her sentence.
My fingers are already at the button on her jeans. They’re as soaked as her shirt, if not more so. The material clings to her as I yank it down, and she steps out of the wet denim.
Another garment on the floor.
She’s gnawing on her bottom lip, and I lean forward, tasting her mouth, drinking her in. She tastes like honey and nectar, sweet and tantalizing.
Every nip and it doesn’t feel like enough.
I’m starving for her.
Between fervent kisses, I pinch the band of her bra. The purple lacy satin falls down around her shoulders, and she holds her arm out of the shower to let it hit the floor.
Nikki doesn’t stop me and I’m not one to hold back. If she doesn’t want this, she would tell me. She made that ultimately clear just a few nights ago.
I should make her beg.
Make her plead for my cock inside of her.
I nibble on her bottom lip and she leans into my body. Her hips are rocking. Is she aching for me the same way that I ache for her?
There’s so much I want to say, but the words don’t ever reach my lips. I rip the thin panties away and her tiny gasp as I tease her entrance with my cock.
She moans, and I continue teasing her.
My lips trail a path of warm kisses across her neck and down her collarbone.