Page 46 of Betrayed in the Dark
I swallow as I stand before Eli’s room and lightly knock on the slightly ajar door. “Eli, my ring rolled into your room. Can I come in to get it?” There’s no answer, so I knock again while poking my head inside. “Eli?”
My eyes scan the space, noting no Eli in sight. Strange. I step inside and spot the gaudy ring directly in front of the bathroom door.
“Found you,” I say triumphantly as I crouch to pick it up.
“Fuck.” A moan from inside the bathroom causes me to freeze, my eyes darting to the narrow gap between the door and the frame. The sound of rushing water from the rain showerhead seems amplified as my body tenses.
Eli’s…in the shower.
I can’t stop my eyes from spotting his form in the mirror reflection. I can’t help the way my body reacts to seeing him, every nerve ending buzzing with need. And I definitely can’t stop myself from moving closer, pushing the door further open by just a smidge, and seeing every solid inch of him as he stands in the shower with his fist wrapped tightly around his hard cock.
I swallow as my throat goes dry. My body thrums to life as I continue to watch in awe while getting lost in his smooth movements.
His back muscles tighten as his bicep bulges from the exertion, his hand moving faster and harder. His left-hand presses against the tile above his head, the water raining down his back and over his perfectly sculpted…
Holy ass.
“Madeleine,” he groans in pleasure, and I still, panicked that he sees me, but then I realize…
He’s thinking about me.
He’s thinking about me while getting off in the shower.
I’m suddenly turned on more than I’ve ever been in my life, a pulsing need thundering between my legs.
Without thinking about it, my hand moves on its own, sliding down my silk nightie and inching under the lace trim to reach my satin panties.
Biting down on my bottom lip, I let my fingers slip inside the fabric, gliding over my wet slit.
My eyes never leave Eli as his thrusts increase, his shoulder and back muscles bunching in desperation.
Suddenly, he lets out a guttural groan as white ropes of cum shoot out against the tiled floor. His breathing comes out rough and wild as his head falls back, his whole body appearing relaxed like that release was everything he ever needed.
“Did you enjoy the show, Princess?”
I freeze as my heart thunders in my ears.
He turns toward me with a devilish smirk on his chiseled face, proud of himself for catching me in a moment of complete and utter weakness.
But the moment his eyes travel down to where my hand resides, frozen between my legs, his smirk falls, and his eyes darken, his stare intensifying.
Oh, fuck.
Heat engulfs me, a violent pink flush covering every square inch of my body.
What am I doing?I should be dashing out of here in embarrassment. I should be looking away from his perfectly sculpted naked body. I should be moving my damn hand. I should be doing literally anything other than standing here like a deer caught in fucking headlights!
Eli shuts the water off and reaches for the glass door, the movement finally stirring me out of my fright.
Like prey that has just come face to face with its predator, I run like hell and don’t stop until I’m in the safety of my room with my back against my door, panting and mortified.
Sounbelievablymortified.
My hands cover my face in shame. “What the hell is wrong with me?” I whisper-yell at myself.
There’s no way this could get any worse—
Knock. Knock.
