“No more frowning,” he told her. “You’re too beautiful to frown.” He moved back and pulled her up with him. “Join me in the shower.”
They both needed a distraction from whatever was happening between them. He nodded to the bathroom when she didn’t move. With a slight nod and her hand clasping his, she followed him to the shower. Still holding her hand, he turned the shower dial.
“How hot do you like it? Better yet,” he said. “Test the temperature for me.”
She stepped forward and placed her hand under the spray of water.
“Hot enough?” he asked.
She shook her head. A few seconds passed.
“Hot enough?”
Again, she shook her head.
“How hot do you like it?” he questioned as steam rose around them.
She glanced over her shoulder at him. Her gaze roamed over his naked body. All it took was a stare to have his cock swelling again, ready to plunge into her depths.
“How hot can it get?” she whispered, then winked.
Yeah, she was trying to take his heart right out of his chest. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Raz reached for the dial. His arm brushed against her breast as he did so. He gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to shove her against the wall and bury his cock deep inside her pussy.
He knew he’d find her wet and willing. The lustful look in her eyes told him she was just as hungry for him as he was for her.Shower first. Then they’d get dirty again.After adjusting the temperature, he placed his hand under the water to test it. It was just right.
“Get your sexy ass in the shower,” he ordered.
“Yes, sir,” she whispered, not realizing how much her words aroused him.
Or maybe she did realize it. He was quickly learning that his Rose wasn’t as innocent as she appeared. That only made him want her more. He held her hand as she stepped into the shower. She brushed her body against his cock.
“Careful,” he warned, causing her to giggle.
He’d never get tired of seeing her smile. Neither would he get tired of staring at her curvy body. He followed her inside and closed the glass door behind them. Releasing his hand, she stepped under the hot spray of water. Raz stared down at his hand.
He lowered it to his side, not wanting to think about how cold he’d felt the moment she released him. He watched her tilt her head back to let the water wash over her face. She rubbed her hands over her face, then turned to him.
“You all have a boutique in this casino that sells head scarves, right? Because I’m going to need one for my hair.”
“Just tell me what you need, and I’ll make sure you get it.”
That granted him another smile. He’d do whatever it took to keep that smile on her face and that light in her eyes. But wouldhe be able to keep that smile in place after the sun rose? Because once it did, she’d try to leave him.
Raz basked in the beautiful smile on her face. Come morning, that smile would evaporate. And he’d become the reason she frowned. Technically, that made him no better than Trevor. But unlike Trevor, Orazio Cattaneo would not let Monique Rose go.
So, in a way, that made him worse than Trevor.
Chapter Eight
ORAZIO
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When he told her to tell him what she needed, and he’d make sure she got it, his Rose smiled at him like he’d just given her the world.
“Thanks,” she told him before raising her finger and motioning for him to come closer. “Come get wet with me,” she whispered.
She didn’t have to tell him twice. Raz stepped closer to her. Water rained over them as they showered. He grabbed two washcloths. One for him to bathe her with and one for her to bathe him.