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She huffs and climbs into the bath. She rearranges the shower curtain so I can’t see her, and the chain runs underneath it.
I wait calmly when I feel a weight on the chain. She shoves her clothes under the shower curtain, and I slip the cuff off my hand to drop the clothes onto the floor. I then attach it again and wait.
At first, there was nothing, but then some more clothes were dumped out of the shower via the back of the curtain, and the water was turned on.
She gives a deep, audible groan, and I’d be lying if I said it doesn’t make my dick twitch while I sit there. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths. I adjust myself in my pants as she groans again, and then she issues these little sighs of contentment.
While I’m waiting, I try to figure out what my plan is here so I can distract myself from the little sighs that Elena is making. I need to use her as a bargaining chip. I need to get the butchers back.
It’s clear that her father is trying to outdo Kervyn with businesses. He’s trying to push our family out of the area by taking over. I can’t let that happen.
But I’m not ready to call Kervyn yet. My mind drifts back to Elena, and I imagine her curvy body naked, wet from the shower. I imagine her hand between her legs touching herself, and my dick is now semi-hard.
Fuck.
I can’t seem to control myself around her.
I will my dick to soften again, thinking of everything from puppies to my mother, but then Elena groans again, and I lick my lips.
I would love to yank back the shower curtain and see what she looks like naked. She must be a sight to behold if she naturally looks that good while clothed.
But I wouldn’t do that. I promised her privacy, and I’m a man of my word.
“Are you really enjoying yourself that much?” I ask, trying to fill the silence with something other than her sighs and moans.
“It’s been a horrible day. A shower makes it better.” I can feel the little tug along the chain as she turns around, probably to rinse her hair.
“You’re lucky I extend such a courtesy. Normally, I just tie people to whatever is sturdiest and leave them there for the night, dirty and cut up. You know, the way a prisoner is supposed to be.”
“Am I supposed to thank you?” she snips. “Because I’m not going to. You can take away the shower. I won’t thank a Milov for a damn thing.”
I shift, and she freezes. I chuckle. “I just moved. I’m not going to make you come out naked.”
“I wouldn’t without a fight,” she murmurs before turning her concentration back to the shower.
“If you’re trying to use up all the hot water, you’re not going to for at least two hours. I built this place to survive. I kitted it out with a huge boiler that can handle all temperatures and weather situations. So you might as well get done and get out.” I kick her clothes away from me. “And don’t slip because I promise you, I’ll just put you in bed and not take you to hospital.”
The shower turns off, and I see her hand reaching out for the towel at the end of the shower. She pulls it into the shower, and I can feel through her movements that she is drying herself off. She then shifts again and opens the shower curtain, getting out and standing there with wet hair.
She looks so clean and innocent. I could take her right now if she were interested. But I don’t force people. It’s not my game. I point to the toilet. “Sit down, don’t irritate me.”
I then pull my pants and boxers down. I’m not shy, even if she is. I kick them away and get in the shower, turning the hot water on.
Chapter 8 - Elena
Once I chuck my dirty clothes out of the shower, I stand there and grip the shower head tightly in case Arseny changes his mind and decides he can come into the shower with me.
I turn the water on, still standing there waiting.
Arseny Milov. I’d never seen a Milov before, but I’ve heard the brothers were very good-looking. Apparently, two of them have a thing for curvy girls. I wonder if that’s why Arseny took me. Maybe he’s looking to take advantage of me. Maybe this has nothing to do with the butchers. Maybe this is just a typical ransom.
He doesn’t come, though. He doesn’t move. He lets me shower, mostly in peace, and I enjoy every single second I can wring out of it before I dry myself off and wrap the towel around me.
I thought he’d simply say we’re to go to bed, but to my abject horror, he says he’s going to shower now and pulls down his pants and boxers.
I look away, but not before I see he’s semi-erect. It makes me nervous, but I plonk myself down on the toilet and simply look ahead as he closes the shower curtain.
He already felt big when he wasn’t erect. I kind of want to see him fully erect to compare the size difference. The water is on, and he groans with pleasure. It makes my stomach tighten as I imagine him on top of me while my body makes him moan like that.
