Page 68 of The Professor's Possession (Crystal River Billionaire Brothers)

I want her to be wholly mine.

This kiss is as perfect as the one we just shared inside my place.

It feels so damn right.

It feels like fate.

I’m supposed to kiss her. My dream girl.

There is passion and fury and fervor.

“Come with me,” I say to the girl I desire with an impatient confidence as our lips part. “Let me guide you back home.”

She still doesn’t speak as I wrap my arm around her cold shoulders and slowly guide her back down the street to mine. We don’t say another word until we reach the front door and I bend down to whisper in her ear.

“Go and take a shower. I’ll wait for you.”

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OLIVIA

Okay,I have to admit, Spencer’s shower is very nice. Probably the best shower I have ever step foot in. I could literally spend a whole freaking spa day in here. Right now, I could so easily forget why I’m in here in the first place and what might be about to happen when I step outside to the man who’s just kissed me in the rain.

In the shower, I’m surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass. There’s a digital control panel with adjustable shower settings on the side. It even has power over the lighting in the restroom. The natural stone floor is heated, warming my feet.

Very nice...

As the lovely hot water flows down my naked body, I browse through all the different bathing products Spencer Penmayne has on display. I recognize the brands. They are ones I would never consider buying because of their incredible price. I’m afraid to even touch the bottles in case they suddenly break and go everywhere – surely they cost more than my parents’ house - but the professor did tell me I was free to use everything that I may find in here.

I had initially rejected his offer of using the shower when we walked inside from the downpour. I didn’t want to be a nuisance in his home, but he insisted. And, well, the truth is that I need it after freezing my ass off in the torrential rain outside.

And it’s given me a moment to think about what the hell just happened out there on the sidewalk.

He told me he wants me.

Hekissedme. Again.

Oh God. I could swoon as I think about that moment when his lips met mine for the second time tonight. My heart flutters at the romance of it all.

His touch was electric as we stood under the rain. Ripples of vibrations ran across my skin as he took me in his embrace.

All the doubt flew out of my head the moment he uttered those words and his lips encountered mine under the heavy blanket of the cold rain. All those thoughts about being used by him dived out the window once he touched me again.

And now I am in his shower while he’s in the other room, and I don’t know what’s going to happen when I dare walk out of here and see him again.

I mean, I think I can imagine what might happen, but I still don’t know if all this is real or just playing out in my head.

I finish and dry myself with one of his luxury towels before opening the door and stepping out. I wrap the towel around my body. Underneath the fabric, I am completely -wholly- naked.

And it turns me on.

Professor Penmayne is standing there in the living room, still dripping wet from the rain. His dark hair sticks to his face. It seems like he hasn’t moved since he guided me into the shower.

It’s true what he whispered to me at the front door just minutes ago: he’s beenwaitingfor me.

“Hello,” I mutter, not knowing what else to say to the man.

My professor nods at the table in front of him. There’s a solitary piece of paper lying there.

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