“Fuck,” I murmur to myself as I close the door behind me trying to gather my self-control.
The heavy sound of water resonates from behind her bathroom door while my cock jerks behind the seam of my zipper.
She’s naked in there.
I came up here to talk, not walk in on her in the shower. This shit’s throwing me for a loop. I edge closer to the door, wanting to be near her but knowing this is crossing so many damn lines. My breathing deepens, my need for her growing stronger.
I press my hand on the door as I clench my eyes trying to gauge my next step.
What path do I take?
Can I control my urges?
I don’t ever want to hurt her like I did the first time.
I don’t ever want to get to a place where I can’t control myself around her.
But imagining her naked in there, her body flushed by the hot stream of warm water igniting her skin, it only makes me want to be the one to help her relax. To overwhelm her. I want to make her feel good. So much so, the thought of it is making my cock harder by the second.
I can’t hold back any longer.
I walk over to her desk, shrugging out of my cut, folding it and placing it neatly on the station. Inhaling sharply, I kick off my boots and socks, then shove them under the desk.
I let out a long breath as I walk to the bathroom, pause, then slowly open the door.
As I enter, the room is full of steam.
Prinie’s softly humming to herself. I don’t recognize the song, but the tempo is upbeat.
I step inside, closing the door with a soft click. It’s audible against the sound of the shower, and she gasps. Her shadow showing her back up against the wall.
“Is someone there?” her tone is slightly panicked.
I talk in a lowered voice, so I don’t scare her. “Just me.”
Prinie hesitates for a moment, then steps forward, the outline of her gorgeous body shadowing on the curtain. She grabs the edge pulling it aside, and her face pops out. Her hair’s up in a top bun, the loose tendrils wet and sticking to her face.
The sight in front of me is fucking incredible. Honestly, I’m having trouble keeping my shit together.
She eyes me up and down, but it is evident that confusion is running through her. “Is everything okay?”
I step forward, her eyes follow me while my hands gather at the bottom of my shirt. She follows my every move as I lift the cotton over my head.
“Wraith, what are you doing?” Her tone is breathy like she’s immediately affected.
I drop my shirt to the floor, moving my hands to my belt without saying anything.
Her eyes focus on my abs as her breathing hitches. “Wraith…”
I undo my pants, lowering them to the floor freeing my rock-hard cock. Prinie bites down on her bottom lip, her eyes instantly filled with lust as she clings to the curtain like it’s her lifeline.
“Wraith, I—”
“Just go with it, princess,” I murmur, kicking my clothes to the side as I shove the curtain aside. Rushing forward, my hands move to either side of her face pulling her to me. I step us back into the shower. My lips slam to hers, kissing her strongly, needy. My desire to own her is overwhelming.
Prinie’s back meets the wall as our naked bodies align, the same time the warmth of the water trickles between us like all this is a blessing from the gods.
She whimpers into my mouth—it’s my undoing.
I grind my cock against her, needing that friction while her hands slide up my naked back pulling me closer. My cock presses against her pussy, and I want to so badly to thrust up inside of her, but she’s worth more than that. My hand slides down between us, my finger finding her clit, and I begin circling.
Touching her feels so incredible, I have to control myself as I kiss her. My free hand clenches her hair as my tongue collides with hers. She whimpers into my mouth making me nearly come on the damn spot like a teenage boy. Hearing her coming undone at my touch fucking kills me. It makes the animal in me come alive. It makes me want to do things to her, it makes me want to force her to moan out when I wrap my fingers around her neck.
I’m a sick fuck.
I know it.
But I need to keep my head in this—she means too fucking much for that shit to come out.
I circle on her clit faster, harder. Both our breaths are short and sharp as I pull my mouth from hers. My mind is zeroing in on her neck. I want to feel it. So, I move my lips there, to satisfy the need, the ache inside me. My teeth run along the goosebumps of her skin as she rides out her pleasure.
“You better come for me, princess,” I demand.
Her head throws back against the wall, her hips rocking against my hand to help herself along. Needy bitch. I love it, though. Her nails begin to dig into my skin as adrenaline courses through me. I clench my eyes trying to fight the urges rising inside of me. Right now, I need to focus on getting Prinie to the edge and pushing her over. I slam my lips back to hers, kissing her strongly, deeply, as she begins to clench her thighs together.
“Holy shit,” she cries out, her body shuddering as she orgasms against my hand. Her face scrunches in the most delicious of ways. I thought it would feed the demon
