Page 14 of Wild Desire

"Are you sure that's not too much?"

"Noelle, you're working for me. I'll let you know when something is too much."

Her face flushed. I wondered if she was more used to working for herself than anyone else. I was used to giving the orders, not the other way around. And right now, I needed to get my way and get out of this condo. I was starting to lose my mind.

She waved a hand. "You're right. I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize. We're both getting used to this arrangement."

Her gaze lowered to the bottle of water on the table. "Did you take your pills?"

I nodded. "They just kicked in so I'd better hurry."

"Would you like me to tidy up while I'm here?"

I had a feeling tidying up wasn't in a personal assistant's job description. I'd always had separate house keepers, and we had them here at the lodge. But I'd told them not to do my room. I'd wanted the privacy. I didn't want to feel like I was living in ahotel. But there was something about Noelle touching my sheets. "Can you make my bed? It's too hard on crutches."

"Of course." She followed me into the bedroom where the blankets were crumpled and my clothes littered the floor. It was hard to bend over and grab things.

I tipped my head toward the open bathroom doorway. "I'll be in there."

Noelle smiled. "I'll be here."

I couldn't tell if she was irritated by my suggestion, but I knew I'd enjoy the thought of her moving around my room while I was in the shower.

I left the door slightly ajar so that I could call out to her if I had any issues. I'd had several slips in the shower recently, and they made me nervous. I didn't want to reinjure myself. I wasn't ready for my career to be over.

I'd worn a T-shirt and sweats to make getting dress and undressed as easy as possible. I threw my clothes on the floor, then turned on the water. I was naked with the door ajar a few feet away. Would Noelle peek inside?

I liked the idea of her wondering about me being naked a few feet away from her. When the water heated, I stepped carefully into the shower, holding onto the walls for support.

I rested most of my weight on my good leg as I quickly soaped up, then washed my hair.

"You want me to fold your clothes? It looks like someone from room service washed them but didn't put them away." Her voice sounded close, as if she'd ducked her head into the doorway.

She wouldn't do that, would she? "You don't have to?—"

"If it would make things easier on you. I don't mind."

"That would be great." My cock was hard. I liked the idea of her walking in here and seeing me naked. But I was in nocondition to be thinking about anything sexual with a woman. I was more likely to injure myself than to pleasure anyone.

The idea of Noelle falling to her knees in front of me and asking if she could help me with my aching dick only had me growing harder. I couldn't take care of it because the door was open between us. If I groaned, she might think something was wrong and check on me.

I willed my dick to go down, but my mind kept coming back to the image of her lips stretched around my cock. Would she let me take control, fucking her face, or would she prefer to tease me?

This wasn't working.

"Are you okay in there?" Noelle finally called out to me.

"Yes." I was pleased my voice didn't sound strained. I finally turned off the water, opened the glass door, and reached for a towel. I reached for the rack, and I cried out. I stumbled against the wall, naked, wet, and in searing pain. I'd tried to put weight on my bad knee.

Before I knew it, Noelle was standing in front of me, her gaze running over every inch of naked skin. "Are you okay?"

"I tweaked my knee." My voice was strained.

Noelle frowned. "You're naked."

"I was in the shower." What did she expect? "Can you help me grab a towel?"

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