Page 10 of Diavolo

"No."

He prodded, "A husband?"

"No."

"Girlfriend or wife?"

"No. And no."

His smile widened. "Then I fail to see the problem here,angelo. Thanks to your tender loving care, I am growing stronger by the minute. I believe, in a few days' time, I will be able to repay your kindness. However you wish. Wherever you wish. As many times as you wish. If only you would let me."

His words simmered between them like a promise to be fulfilled. They were both consenting adults. Conveniently, he was nearly nude and already aroused. Unlike him, she was fully clothed, but it was a problem that could be easily resolved. Right then, Elyse prayed that Stefano would collect this man sooner rather than later. Before her wayward hormones drove her to do something incredibly stupid.

Like let him fuck her.

By Thursday, the man with brown and blue-gray eyes was still in Elyse's apartment. He wasn't shy about expressing his attraction to her. Elyse did her best to maintain a respectable distance, but, secretly, she wanted him, too. Their mutual desire beckoned like the fruit that tempted Eve.

Later that morning, her resolve wavered even more when she stepped into the shower. The stress from the last few days wastaking a toll, mounting, pulsing, and coiling inside her. Such a storm couldn't be contained. Something had to give.

As hot water drenched her bare skin, Elyse closed her eyes and exhaled a breathy sigh. She shouldn't. She really shouldn't. The man was sleeping a few feet outside her bathroom. It would be inappropriate.Risky. But then the devil inside took over, chasing away the last of her reservations. The door was locked, after all. He'd never know as long as she stayed quiet. In a way, his proximity only added to Elyse's fervor. She needed to get the sexy bastard out of her system without touching him. Or letting him touch her. She wanted this.Needed it. One by one, her mind began bending the rules that couldn't be broken in real life.

Naked and fully aroused, he stepped into the shower to join her.

With a soft moan, Elyse began massaging her breasts.

Steam and spray surrounded them. The man's dark head dipped to her breasts. His lips closed around her nipple while his hand slipped between her thighs.

She teased her nipples with one hand and allowed the other to roam down her belly, over her mound, toward her lower lips.

He kissed her neck as his talented fingers traced her slit, teasing the sensitive folds and creases without quite sinking in. He then circled her clit, round and round, ever so softly. It sent shivers down her spine.

Elyse's fingers acted out her fantasy, caressing the tiny nub tucked within her folds, rubbing it until the friction unleashed waves of pleasure through her body.

She grew slick, wanting, and ready. He slid two fingers inside her.

Desperately, she dipped two fingers inside herself.

Steadily, sensually, he began to pump in and out of her. He unlocked a sweet, heady passion hidden deep within. Her senses began to soar.

It didn't take long for the movements of Elyse's hand to blur between her legs. A while later, she released a gasping, euphoric whimper. Elyse hadn't meant to cry out so loud, but her climax took her by surprise. She leaned against the tiled wall of the stall for support. Both legs felt weak. Shaky. Even in the afterglow, her heart continued to hammer away with excitement. It'd been so intense. As Elyse stepped out of the bathroom, traces of her powerful orgasm lingered everywhere. Her eyes carried a relaxed shine. She moved with an extra sway in her hips. Both cheeks were flushed. Pink and rosy. Her aura glistened with unadulterated satisfaction.

When Elyse returned to the living room, she saw her patient was no longer asleep. He appeared to be fully awake and very alert. Brown and blue-gray eyes flicked toward her. His large, muscular body was drawn tight and rigid, but his voice poured over her like molten honey.

"You were in there for a while," he noted.

She gave him a faint smile. "Long showers are relaxing. Every now and then."

"I could not agree more."

His husky tone gave her pause. Elyse frowned. "How long have you been awake?"

"Long enough."

She froze slightly. "Did you wake up because of… me?"

"Well, the walls are quite thin."

Did he hear her?Dios, she hoped not. Both of her cheeks warmed. Elyse tried to downplay her embarrassment, "In that case, I apologize for, ah, disturbing you."

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