Page 10 of Yours to Conquer

“Do you want me to turn the shower on for you?” he asks.

I walk my naked body past him, making sure I brush him with my breasts as I pass. “No, I got it,” I say. I step into the shower and turn on the nozzles. I see him watching me in the mirror as he shaves. Two can play at this game. I don’t even have to touch him to get him all worked up.

I take the shower gel off the shelf and squeeze it into my hand. Standing directly in front of the door where Anthony will get the best view, I sensually wash my body and let my hands linger on his favorite parts while he watches from the mirror. I turn around and give him a view of his most favorite part of me—my backside. I hear him groan as I slowly bend over and push my bottom against the shower door.

“What are you doing, Em?”

“Just shaving my legs, baby. I’m trying to hurry,” I purr while I wag my tail end back and forth. When I finish my task, I turn around and see he has left the room. A giggle escapes me.

Once I exit the shower and dry off, I run my fingers through my curls and decide to let my hair air dry. I apply a small amount of foundation, just enough to cover the freckles that pepper my nose. After three coats of mascara, a sweep of blush, and a bit of lip gloss, I’m ready to get dressed. The closet has a few of my things in it. I plan to take up the left side of the large walk-in, leaving the right to him. I think he might have as many clothes as I do. Deciding on a black and white sundress and ballet flats, I quickly get dressed and go in search of my man.

I find him leaning over the rail in the exact location we started this cat-and-mouse routine. I walk up behind him and put my arms around his waist.

“Are you ready to go?” A big smile breaks across his face as he turns around and sees me. “You look amazing, Em. Good enough to eat.”

“Oh… don’t start with me again. I’m still tittering on edge from your little game earlier,” I tell him. I look toward the sandy area where we’d lain and feel my insides tighten as I remember how close I got to ecstasy.

“My game? Who started this game, young lady? If I recall correctly, you called me an old man, and I fully intend to show you how young and virile I am.” He puffs out his chest asif that is going to convince me he’s young and potent. I wouldn’t be surprised if he started beating on it like an ape.

“You know I was teasing you. I already know how virile you are.” I reach forward and cup him, giving him a gentle squeeze. “I’ve never been with anyone as sexy as you, baby.”

I watch as his head rolls back, and he breathes deep. “You’re killin’ me, Red. Grab your bag and let’s go before I call my parents and tell them something came up.” He looks down at his increasing arousal. Taking my hand from his pants, he pulls me toward the garage.

We both get in the Vanquish, and he turns to me. “You’ve wheedled your way into my heart, and you’ve taken over my mind. I used to have some control over my dick, but even that’s gone. You control it all. What do you have to say for yourself, you little vixen?”

I contemplate my answer for a minute as he pulls out of the garage and drives us toward Hollywood.

“I couldn’t find my underwear,” I reply as a huge smile takes over my face.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Forty minutes later, we pull up in front of a small bungalow that looks very similar to my house. It’s an older neighborhood but well-maintained, with a brick walkway curving to the front. Several varieties of roses are planted next to the walkway, giving the home a cottage feel.

Anthony exits the car and comes around to help me out. I have to remember to tell his mom thank you for teaching him such excellent manners. We walk hand in hand to the door, making one stop on the way so I can smell the yellow roses. As I bend over, I feel his hand rub against my bottom as if he’s checking to see if I was telling him the truth.

“I already told you I didn’t wear any. When are you going to believe me?” I shake my head at him and roll my eyes skyward.

“You are in so much trouble when we get home. You realize that, right?”

“Can’t wait, baby, I love punishment sex. That’s what you’re talking about, right? Hard and fast? No mercy? I’m counting on it.” I leave him alone with a shocked look on his face. He races up the stairs, catching up with me on the porch.

The door swings open before he can respond. I turn my smile to the woman standing in front of me.

“Oh, my goodness, this must be Emma. Come in, sweetheart. Anthony, why did you keep her waiting on the porch? We saw you drive up a few minutes ago. What were you doing out here for so long?”

“Hey, Mom. Emma was smelling your flowers.” He leans over and kisses his mom on her cheek.

“Do you like roses, Emma? I have ten different varieties planted out there. You should see them in June; they are all in full bloom, and the whole yard smells heavenly.” She closes her eyes and inhales as if she can smell the flowers from memory.

“Yes, Mrs. Haywood, I love roses. They remind me of my mother. She also had a love for them. Her favorite was the Julia Child rose. It looks very similar to the yellow rose you have planted down the walkway. It’s one of the most fragrant roses I’ve ever smelled.” I point to the center of the walkway, where the big yellow blooms are located.

“That’s exactly what that is. I bought that at a garden show about ten years ago when Anthony opened his first restaurant. It’s taken off, just like his career. Make sure I clip off some flowers for you to take home today, and Emma, please call me Claire.”

“Mom, do you want to stand on the porch all evening and talk about flowers, or should we go in?” Anthony asks.

“Of course, I won’t make you wait out here. Come on in and have a seat. I want to hear all about you,” Claire says. She takes my hand and pulls me into the living room.

I follow her to the couch, where she gestures for me to sit. As I survey the room, I notice that all the furniture is upholstered in a floral print. It’s sweet, in a grandma kind of way. The curtains are lace sheers with one of those fluffy valances on the top. I haven’t seen anything like it sinceI was a kid.

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