“Damn, baby you breaking me down. It’s messed up you got drugged but you have no idea how sexy you are right now… look, give me fifteen minutes to get us out to sea. Then I’ll be back and I’m all yours!” The whole time he talked, he backed up to the door looking at me with his hungry eyes. When he got to the door, he literally took off at a sprint toward the cockpit.
I laid on the bed rubbing my palms against my jeans clad thighs. The hunger in me was almost painful. With desperate eyes, I looked around the cabin needing to take my mind off the pain. Right then, the boat came to life under me as Gabe started the engine.
He knew how to drive a boat!
Goodness, the layers to this man! I rolled to my side as my center spasmed for the hundredth time. Each time seemed more intense than the time before. I moaned! I wasn’t going to make it! I was going to lie in this bed and die from arousal!
Slowly, I stood just as the boat began to move. I held on to the foot of the bed because my legs still felt weak. That’s when I noticed the bathroom. Looking down at myself I cringed at the dirt and dried blood that covered me. Gabe too was covered in blood, from where he massacred those soldiers. Never in my life had I seen anything like that.
I mean I had on TV, but that was Hollywood—smoke and mirrors. And they never show anybody in the hood doing these kinds of things. Gabe was an anomaly. He went against everything I had been programmed to believe about a black man. And still, if I hadn’t witness those things with my own eyes, I would not ever believe it was possible.
With legs that were extremely shaky, I stumbled to the bathroom. When I turned on the light I was surprised to see how nice it was. It was almost as nice as the bathroom in our bedroom back at the house. Gabe must have a thing for white marble cause like the bathroom at home, it was everywhere; even the big tub that sat in the center of the room that was clearly the main attraction.
Carefully, I made my way to the shower and turned it on. The shower was not as big as the one at the mansion, but it was still pretty big; way bigger than any of the ones we had on the farm. I turned on the water and moaned when the hot water ran over my hands. Its caress left me breathless. Quickly, I turned the knob to cold. There was no way I would make it through a hot shower.
As I pulled down the straps of my overalls, my limbs were so weak they shook. It took me way longer than it should to take off my clothes. With the boat now in motion, it felt as if my legs were going to buckle underneath me. Maybe, this shower was a bad idea.
Very carefully, I made my way to the tub, and after pushing in the stopper, turned on the hot water. There was a thing of men’s body wash in a black and gold glass bottle on the marble shelve against the wall. I poured some of it in for bubbles, and then I eased down in the hot water and let it rise around me. I leaned my head back against the tub and closed my eyes as all my sensors seemed to fire off at once. This was pure torture and pleasure at the same time. I wanted to be free from its wicked clutches.
Shanice was dead.
Gabe had killed Shanice in a very cold way. Gabe was a killer. I moaned as a shiver went through my body as the hot water got higher. Maybe, I should now be afraid of my husband. Maybe, I should now seriously consider leaving him. But I honestly couldn’t imagine my life without him. I loved him, with my whole heart and soul. God knows I speak the truth.
I don’t know how long I sat in that hot tub in my pleasurable prison, but eventually Gabe walked in. I opened my arms for him.
“Join me my King!” I moaned.
“Oh, hell yeah!” He said as he ripped his shirt over his head. This brother got undressed in record time.
“Damn shorty, you so sexy!” He said as he went to step in the tub, but he jumped back as if scalded.
“Yas! What you trying to do… cook me!” He cried out grabbing his foot looking at me as if I was crazy.
I sat up. “What?” I couldn’t hold back the irritation in my voice. My body needed his right now, and he was whining over a little hot water!
“Girl, the tub is hot enough to boil a chicken!” I gave him a look that said… really!
“I just watched you destroy a small army of men, by yourself! You threw a light pole at two, decapitating them!” And just in case he didn’t hear me, I reiterated.
“A light pole! Decapitating them!” I waited for him to understand me, because wasn’t nobody playing with him! This was a serious situation!
“You jumped down on a SUV bringing it to a complete halt, making the front end of it look as if it had just ran into a brick wall. You broke a man’s gun in two!” I gestured toward him.
“That was you… right?” He had the nerve to stand there in all his naked glory with a cocky look on his handsome face.
“Yeah… that was me!” He rubbed his chin, cocking a pose! The nerve!
I nodded. “Yep, I thought as much! And so now, you gone try to convince me that you’re afraid of a little hot water!” I had lost my patience.
“Boy! You better get in this tub and please me! Now!” I yelled.
He jumped. “Yasmin, you’re frightening me!”
“Get in the tub!”
