The Men with the Golden Cuffs (Masters and Mercenaries #2)(63)

For tonight, she didn’t need clothes.

He could hear the shower running in the bathroom. He tried the door and found it locked, an irritating state that he wouldn’t put up with. It was a simple turn lock, something to let a person know the room was occupied, nothing more. He fished a nickel out of his pocket, and with a quick turn, had the door open.

He’d gutted the bathroom when he’d bought the house. Gutted and enlarged it until it was a decadent paradise, and up until now he’d had no real reason to use it. He’d spent time on this space. A large Jacuzzi tub dominated the room, but Serena was in the glass-encased shower. Steam coated the shower and misted the whole bathroom in a haze. Through the fog, he could see her figure, her head against the tile, shoulders bent over. She let the water beat on her. Though he couldn’t hear her, he would bet everything that she was crying.

Jake was right. She needed something else to focus on. He couldn’t think of anything else he’d rather have her focus on than him. He pulled his shirt over his head and then went to work on his jeans. He tossed them to the side and walked to the shower. Very quietly, he opened the door. Serena turned, her eyes heavy.

“Adam. I locked the door.”

“And I unlocked it.”

She seemed to realize that she was naked. Her hands went to cover her breasts, but he caught them, stepping under the hot spray from the showerhead. The shower was large, built to fit three people engaged in more activities than merely getting clean.

“Adam, this isn’t a good idea.”

There was a weariness stamped on her face, but Adam couldn’t give in. “Give me one reason.”

“Because it won’t work. Adam, if we don’t catch this person, I might have to leave. I might have to change my name and run.”

There was no way in hell he was letting her leave. “I’ll catch him, Serena. You have to trust me. I’ll catch him. I won’t let anything happen to you, sweetheart. Jake and I will take very good care of you.”

Her hair was wet, hanging down past her shoulders. He let go of her hands, but didn’t move out of her space. He had zero intention of allowing her space for the next several hours. He let his eyes roam across her body. Round, firm breasts tipped with perky pink nipples had his cock jumping. He ran a hand from her shoulder to cup one deliciously decadent mound.

“Adam,” she moaned his name. Her eyes half closed as she looked down his body. She wasn’t thinking about the snake or the books or the fact that there was an * out there trying to hurt her. She was thinking about him. Jake was right. She needed this. Adam needed it, too. He needed it so badly. He needed her.

“Serena, this is my time. Jake had his time. This is about me and you.”

“Is this how you want it?” Her eyes came up. She sucked that bottom lip between her teeth. “I don’t know how it works. I’ve written a relationship like this a dozen times, but I don’t know how it works in the real world.”

He knew how he wanted it to work. “We don’t really have to have any rules. Not that way. We won’t be taking turns most of the time. We’ll take you together. We’ll lay you out like a feast fit for two men.”

He wanted to feast on her right now. She was so sweet. He ran his hands down her body, discovering her curves. Her skin was soft and warm from the water. His cock nuzzled her belly. Yes, this was exactly where he wanted to be.

“What if I’m not enough?” Her voice shook a little as she asked the question.

“Oh, baby, that is the last thing you need to worry about.” He groaned a little because he couldn’t do what he wanted to do. He wanted to shove her against the side of the shower, spread her legs and let his cock slide deep inside her. But he needed to show her how much they both wanted her. He turned her around so he held her backside to his front. The hot water cascaded down her body. He put his mouth right to her ear, his voice low. “Do you want me to tell you all the ways I want you? I have to warn you, the water might go cold. The list is long.”

He could see her lips tug up at the corners. “Why don’t you give the highlights?”

“I want your breasts. God, Serena, do you have any idea what your breasts do to me? It makes me f*cking crazy that you cover them up, but then I’m happy about it because I don’t think anyone else should look at them.” He plucked at her nipples again. “I want to suck on these. When Jake and I get you in bed, we’ll each take a breast and suck on them until you can’t stand it anymore.”

She wriggled against him.

He let his hands drift up to trace the line of her lips. “I want this mouth, too. You say such bratty things sometimes that I feel the need to shove something in here.”

Her tongue came out, playfully licking his fingers. “You’re going to shove your fingers in my mouth?”

“See, bratty.” He let her feel his cock along the seam of her ass. “You’re going to get something way bigger than my fingers.”

She sucked at his fingers a little. “I thought Jake was the Dom. You’re not exactly talking like a vanilla boy.”

He nipped at her neck. “I might not be the Dom Jake is, but don’t you think for an instant that I can’t top you. And there is nothing vanilla about me, baby. I’ll f*ck your mouth and your * and your sweet, sweet ass. Hell, I’ll lube up those tits, press them together and f*ck you like that. There won’t be any part of you that I don’t cover with me.”