Page 44 of Shattered

“I’m going to take a quick shower and when I’m done, I want you naked on my bed.Waiting for me.”I knew my demand was coming out of left field, but she did it to me every time.I slapped her on the ass as I headed toward the bathroom.

“But…uh…are you sure? I mean, are you up for it?”She was genuinely concerned for my emotional state, and it was touching.What she didn’t realize was I needed the distraction.Badly.

I knew everything would be all right if I could just lose myself in her.

In us.

Knowing I wouldn’t be able to explain it to her the right way, I simply nodded before I turned and walked away.

~23~

Sara

He didn’t even give me a chance to respond before the door closed behind him, the spray of the shower the very next sound I heard.

I tried to put myself in Alek’s shoes.If I’d shared a story like the one he told me, how would I feel?Would I want to go to bed with those thoughts running through my head, over and over?Or would I want him to take me, to make me forget, even if for a short while?

For me, it was a no-brainer.

I would choose to forget.

As instructed, I undressed and laid on the bed, ready and waiting for him to make me scream his name.While the wait was driving me insane, the anticipation built the more he left me alone with my own thoughts.

An indescribable ache bloomed between my legs.If he doesn’t open that damn door in the next thirty seconds, I’m going to go crazy.

“What are you thinking about, baby?” He startled me as his voice boomed around the room while strolling toward the bed, a predatory gait to his walk.He looked positively delicious, covered in nothing but a white towel slung low on his hips.Mesmerized by the sheer sight of him, I almost combusted when he untucked the edge of the soft fabric and tousled it through his dark, wet hair.

Leaving him completely exposed.

I’d feasted my eyes on him more times than I could count, always a needy mess, and this time was no different.My eyes widened, a throaty sound escaping my lips as I blatantly checked him out from head to toe.

Taking two steps in my direction, he tossed the towel aside and gripped his thick cock, licking his lips as he stroked himself from the tip all the way down.Then back up again.

He arched a brow.“What’s the matter, sweetheart?You seem a little flushed.”

I heard him speak, but the words sounded all jumbled.The only thing I could focus on was the way he teased himself.His fingers clenched his arousal, and as he was about to torture me again, I rose on my knees and placed my hands on my thighs.I leaned forward so I could see him better.

“Can I help you with something?”He knew exactly what he was doing to me, and he was loving it.

But so was I.

“Do it again,” I begged, my fingertips digging into the sensitive skin of my legs.

“Hmmmm…like this?”He took another step in my direction, his fingers never leaving the soft steel of his erection.Locking eyes with me, he teased his sensitive flesh with one more small stroke.

Then stopped.

Altogether.

Before I could utter a complaint, he turned on his heel and moved toward the chair nestled near the window.I was mesmerized with every corded muscle of his back as he moved, every twitch of his excited skin as he walked away from me.His delicious ass was a thing of beauty.There should be songs written about it.

Lost in a haze of my own horniness, I hadn’t noticed he sat in the chair, legs spread and ready for something.But what?What was he doing all the way over there when I was clearly ready to go for some much needed lovin’?

“Why are you so far away?”

“This distance is perfect,” he answered quickly, his hands resting on his stomach, hiding most of his cock from my view.To say I was disappointed was an understatement.

I was so confused.Can’t he see I’m a mess?Crawling toward the edge of the bed, I made a move to get down, but the deep timber of his voice stopped me immediately.

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