Page 19 of Tempting My Billionaire Master

Panic rose in my chest as I blinked open my eyes, seeing nothing. Where was I? For a terrifying moment I couldn’t remember.

Then I felt the warmth of Ethan’s body curled around mine, the weight of Ethan’s strong arms encircling me and his steady breaths on my hair. Memory flooded back—I was in our bedroom in Ethan’s underground hideout, tucked away with the most incredible man I’d ever met.

I snuggled deeper into Ethan’s embrace, breathing in his masculine scent. A pleasant ache throbbed between my legs, a reminder of our passionate lovemaking. It felt surreal, how good everything was between us. What could someone like him possibly see in someone like me?

Ethan stirred behind me, his arms tightening around my waist. “Morning,” he rasped, his voice even sexier when laced with sleep.

“Good morning.” I angled my head to capture his lips in a slow, languid kiss. Our tender caresses quickly grew more heated, hands roaming each other’s bodies. Our bodies seemed hyper-attuned in the absence of sight, every touch electric. I shivered as his hand slid under my shirt to cup my breast, but I pulled away, instantly missing his warmth.

“I really need to take a shower.”

“The power is still out,” Ethan said gently. “ Water pumps don’t work without it.”

“We should probably get the generator fixed,” I said, trying to avoid his lips.

“Mm. In a minute.” His mouth trailed down my neck, igniting little sparks all over my skin.

I laughed, even as I arched into his touch. “I know what you’re thinking and it will take way more than a minute!”

“You can’t rush perfection.”

I playfully slapped him on the shoulder as he nibbled on the side of my neck.

“Ok, I’ll switch on the auxiliary generator so you can shower while I fix the main one.”

The mattress creaked as Ethan swung his feet to the floor. “Now, where did we leave that flashlight…”

I crawled across the bed, groping around until my hands landed on his muscular back. “Want me to help you look?”

He chuckled, a low rumble in his chest. Then his paws landed on my breasts. “Just checking if the flashlight’s hiding on your body.”

“Very funny,” I shot back, but I couldn’t help the smile spreading across my face.

Ethan’s fingers trailed down my arm before pulling away completely. “I’ll be right back.”

The mattress creaked again as he stood, and I listened to the sounds of him shuffling around the room, fumbling in the dark. After a few moments, a beam of light flickered over the walls.

“Found it.” The flashlight clicked off, and Ethan’s weight settled on the bed once more.

Then the flashlight clicked on and Ethan slowly traced its beam over my body, his eyes following the light. “You’re absolutely stunning,” he murmured.

“Thanks,” I whispered, suddenly self-conscious as he continued to take in every inch of me. He set the flashlight aside and lit a candle, handing it to me with a smile.

“The auxiliary generator should be running by the time you reach the shower.”

I leaned in to kiss him, relishing the warmth and solidness of his lips. “You’re the best.”

“So you keep telling me.” He nipped at my lower lip playfully. “Now go.”

“Yes, sir.” I slid off the bed, wincing at the pleasant ache in my muscles.

I held the flickering candle close, casting soft, warm light around the room as I made my way towards the mini-spa.

The auxiliary generator hummed to life as I stepped into the bathroom, flickering emergency lights illuminating the stark white tiles. I turned the shower on, but the water was ice cold, sending shivers down my spine. I gritted my teeth and powered through the quick shower, the frigid water bringing me out of a fairytale back to reality.

Emerging from the shower stall, goosebumps still covered my skin, so I rummaged through the drawers in search of something warm. I found Ethan’s sweatpants, t-shirt, and a hoodie—all several sizes too big for me—and pulled them on, feeling enveloped by his lingering scent.

I ventured out, following the trail of dim emergency lights to the kitchen. With Ethan busy with the repairs I figured I could make breakfast for my man.

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