Page 110 of Tortured Soul
I mumbled a no, picking up one of the loofas hanging against the wall.
He pulled his T-shirt over his head and threw it in the laundry basket before sauntering closer to me, avoiding the small pile made of my dress and underwear. My eyes widened and I sank deeper.
“Care to explain whythiswas on my pillow?” he asked, sliding his hand in his pocket to pull out my damn panties.
I could still try and drown myself in embarrassment.Why did I do that? I chastised myself.
“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “Maybe one of your groupies left it behind after—”
“Oh no, that’s definitely yours.”
I scoffed. “What, did yousmellit? You perv’.”
His deep laugh made my stomach flutter. “I didn’t need to smell it to know that no woman other than you has ever set foot in this room.”
He slid the underwear back in his pocket and stood next to me, his hands unbuckling his belt.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I panicked.
“Changed my mind,” he said, his pants dropping at his ankles. “That bath smells really good.”
My eyes snapped to his face as he stared at me with a shit-eating grin, taking off his underwear as well.
Don’t look down, don’t look down, don’t look down—
I pulled my legs against my chest, circling them with my arms to hide my breasts and tried to make myself as small as I could.
“You’re being rude,” I gritted out.
“How?” he asked, now sitting in the water, facing me on the opposite side. “Fuck, that feels good.”
Closing his eyes, his head fell back, hanging over the lip of the tub. His legs were folded like mine, knees visible over the water and thick foam.
“Look, we can’t be comfortable in this tub like this,” I said, trying to convince him to leave me alone.
“I’m perfectly comfortable. You’d be too if you weren’t so—bunched up.”
“I’m not moving from this damn spot.” My teeth gritted in the back of my mouth. “No matter how uncomfortable it is.”
He leaned forward, grinning and eyes sparkling with mischief. I didn’t have the time to register his hand circling my ankle before he pulled my leg toward him, making me shriek in surprise.
My naked ass slid underwater on the bottom of the tub until it stopped, right between Arc’s legs, both my feet now resting on his collarbones.
My throat bobbed and pussy throbbed, thinking thathisnaked parts probably were inches away from mine.
“See? Plenty of space. Now you can lean back and rest your head on the—”
“Arc!” I groaned, trying to pull my leg from his grasp, but quickly stopped when I noticed it only made me slide closer to him. “Let go, it’s ridiculous.”
“Is it?” he asked, his hands starting to rub my calf.
“It is! I don’t understand you!” I held a moan as his fingers reached the back of my knee.
“Have I done something wrong?”
Has he done something wrong? Of course! Him, invading my bath was only one of them!
“Where do I start?” I asked, pulling on my leg again, giving up as it only brought the same result as before. “You said you acted all distant and mean at first because you thought I was trying to ignore the fact that you were my mate. Then why are you still breathing hot and cold now that you know Ididn’t?”
