Page 14 of Tiago

I don’t want to take too long, though, so I grab my shampoo and close my eyes.I spent two weeks dreaming about this man, fantasizing about him doing a thousand things to me.I never, in my wildest dreams, expected him to show up this morning and take over my life.

He’s better than my imagination conjured.The first time I met him, there was something about the way he looked at me that told me he would be extremely dominant.I crave what he’s offering.I need someone I can give shit to who will take it and dish it right back.

I let the water run down my body while the conditioner sets in.My eyes close as I think about that drawer.I only own a few vibrators.It’s not like I live in a town where they’re sold at the local stores.I would never take the risk of ordering one online.If my grandfather had opened such a package, I would have died of mortification.

Lucky for me, I’m friends with a woman who moved here a few years ago.Melody is an author, and she sometimes goes to Phoenix or Tucson.One night, over drinks at her house, she told me she was planning to go to a store that sold sex toys the following week in Phoenix.She offered to get me something, and it changed my life.

Do I care if Tiago sees my sex toys?No.Not really.He’s right.I shouldn’t be embarrassed by them.Lots of women have dildos and vibrators.What I do care about is him pestering me.

I can already tell he’s going to steamroll me for the next sixty years.I may not be ready to admit that out loud, and it sounds ludicrous even in my head.We’re essentially on a first date.I’ve known him for three hours.

I needed to know I could put my foot down about something and that he would honor it.I’m testing him.If he fails… I don’t know what I’ll do if I walk back into my room and find him holding my vibrators.It won’t be good.

The thought of him using them on me, though… I have to stifle a groan as my nipples tighten under the spray of water.I slide my hands up to cup my breasts, pretending Tiago is touching me.It’s not the first time.The man has been touching me like this every day for two weeks.

But now he’s in my bedroom.

I hurry and finish rinsing off, step out of the shower, dry off, wring my hair until it’s not dripping, and wrap my towel around me.That’s when I realize I was in such a hurry when I came to the bathroom that I didn’t bring any clean clothes.Shit.

With no other options, I open the door, my head held high, and reenter my bedroom, clutching the towel around me.

Tiago is right where I left him, sitting on my bed.He’s looking at his phone when I enter, but he lowers it and sits taller.

“I forgot to bring clothes with me,” I whisper.I’m holding my towel as though it would be horrifying for him to see even an inch of my skin.

He stares at me and licks his lips.“Do you have any idea how unbelievably gorgeous you are?”

I swallow.I’m covered in a towel.My hair is wet.I didn’t even comb it.I have no makeup on.

Also, my heart is racing, my breasts feel heavy, and I clench my thighs together because the way he’s looking at me is making me hornier than I’ve ever been.

This man doesn’t need me to wear heels, slinky dresses, fancy jewelry, and expensive makeup.He’s only seen me in hiking gear.He likes what he sees.Either that, or he’s an amazing liar, but to what end?

He’s tongue-tied.I like it.It emboldens me to come farther into the room.I step closer to him.“I have a friend named Melody.She’s a romance author.When she went to Phoenix one time, she bought me two vibrators.Until I got to know her, I didn’t know a lot about…well, much of anything.I never had an orgasm until she brought me those vibrators.”

He swallows.“I’m glad you’re friends with Melody.”

“Does it bother you that my only experience is with something battery-operated?”

“Not at all.It humbles me to know I will be your only partner.It brings me to my knees.”

His confidence is powerful.He’s looking me in the eyes as he turns my world upside down.

“When was the last time you used one of those vibrators, baby?”he asks softly.

“I’ve used them every night since I met you,” I tell him without looking away.Why should I be embarrassed?And why not let him know how he affected me that first day I met him?

He draws in a slow, deep breath.“I’m going to marry you, and then I’m going to make your eyes roll back in your head every day for the rest of your life.”

I believe him.It’s hard not to.He casts a spell on me.I think he casts a spell on everyone around him.He got my grandfather to love him in less than two minutes.

He’s rubbing his hands on his pants.His expression is serious.He’s not laughing now.He’s looking at me with such intent eyes that I can’t help but tremble.

Boldly, I step closer.I consider dropping the towel because I’m so aroused, and I want more of what I’m feeling right now.My inhibitions have flown out the window.

Tiago reaches out and touches the bottom edge of the towel.“I’m going to step out so you can get dressed.”

I bite my lip and nod.I kind of wish he would make my eyes roll back instead, but I’m not daring enough to flat-out ask that.

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