Disillusioned (Swept Away, #2)(43)

“Oh, is tonight my lucky night?” He grinned as he spied my bed. I rolled my eyes and guided him into the bathroom, closing the door behind us. I turned on both sinks and the shower.

“Get in,” I whispered, and pointed to the shower.

“What?” He frowned as I stepped into the shower with all my clothes on.

“Get in.” I eyed him and wiped the water away from my face as my hair and clothes started to weigh me down.

“Okay.” He grinned and I watched as he peeled all of his clothes off. I couldn’t keep my eyes off his body as he stood there naked in front of me and stepped into the shower.

“You didn’t have to get naked.” I licked my lips nervously.

“You don’t look so comfortable with your clothes on.” He grinned and leaned into me. “Why are you in a shower with your clothes on by the way? That’s an odd way to try and seduce me.”

“I’m not trying to seduce you,” I hissed, and my body trembled as he pulled my black skirt down. “What are you doing?”

“Getting you more comfortable.” He threw the skirt onto the floor and then grabbed my top. “Don’t you feel better now?” he whispered in my ear as he pulled my top off.

“Jakob,” I moaned as I felt his cock pressing against my stomach.

“Why are we in here, Bianca?”

“I think my apartment is bugged,” I whispered in his ear. “I went to visit Larry’s wife and she told me her house was bugged, and I figured if they bugged her place, maybe they also bugged my apartment, and maybe that’s how that lady in the street knew to leave. Maybe she’s working with the same people who are behind everything.”

“Hmmm.” He nibbled on my earlobe. “I suppose that makes sense.”

“Jakob,” I groaned as I felt him unclasping my bra. We were both now naked in the shower.

“Yes, Bianca.” He growled as he hands clasped my butt cheeks and pulled me into him.

“What are you doing?” I moaned as he pushed me back into the wall, his fingers running up and down my back.

“What do you think?” His mouth found mine and he kissed me hard, his tongue entering my mouth at the same time that his hand ran in between my legs.

“I—oh!” I cried out as he slipped a finger inside me.

“You’re wet.” He laughed against my lips.

“We’re in the shower.” I moaned and bit down on his lower lip.

“So?” He growled and picked me up. “Wrap your legs around my waist.” He growled and pushed me back harder. “Hold on to my shoulders so you don’t slip,” he commanded me, his eyes dark with desire.

“Jakob,” I moaned as I wrapped my arms around his neck, my breasts pressed against his chest.

“Yes, my dear?” He kissed me again as he guided his cock inside me slowly.

“Ooh,” I cried out as his hands moved my hips slightly and he filled me up.

“I’ve wanted to do this since I saw you today.” He grunted as he moved his hips back and forth urgently. “You’re mine, Bianca.”

“Jakob,” I cried out as his cock slid in and out of me with ease. “Oh, Jakob.” My fingernails dug into his skin and I tightened my legs around him.

“Fuck.” He pulled out, his breath coming heavy. “Give me a second.” He kissed me furiously.

“What happened?” I whimpered, needing to feel him inside me again.

“I’m close to coming already,” he growled. “What do you do to me?”

“I don’t know.” I held his face in my hands. “What do you do to me?” I muttered, not believing how easily my heart was opening up to him again.

“Give me a second.” He grabbed a bar of soap and I slid down off him. He ran the bar of soap all across my body, cleaning every inch of me and scrubbing my skin with his hands.

“You don’t have to do that,” I gasped as he continued to clean me.

“I don’t want you to feel dirty.” He looked into my eyes. “I don’t want you to think I’m an * who—”

“Jakob.” I shook my head, not wanting him to continue. “Don’t.”

“I’m sorry.” He slipped the soap between my legs and ran it back and forth, his fingers running over my clit as he attempted to soap every single part of me. “I think I might be falling in—”

“Jakob.” I shook my head and leaned forward and kissed him. “Not now.”

“But I want to tell you what I’m—”

“Right now, all I want you to do is f*ck me.” I groaned as my body trembled with need. I’d been so close to coming earlier. “Please,” I begged him as the soap made its way across my nipples.

“Your wish is my command.” With a grin, he dropped the soap on the shower floor and pressed himself into me. The water cascaded down our bodies for a few seconds before he lifted me up again to enter me quickly.

“Ooh!” I screamed out as he pushed me back against the wall and slammed into me. “Jakob,” I cried out as his cock moved with an urgency I’d never felt from him before.

“Come for me, Bianca,” he shouted, his eyes never leaving mine. “Come for me, my sweet darling,” he growled, then opened the shower curtain wide, soaking the floor.