Page 94 of Sinful Lord

“I can see why,” I tell her. The first drops of hot water fall over my head and a calmness breathes through me. It’s warm and cozy in here. The perfect place to hide.

And the perfect place to play.

“I can get out if you want,” Melina says. Keeping her eyes glued on the steam-covered ceiling, she tries to slide by me.

I don’t let her get far.

Reaching out, I grab her slippery wrist and pull her into my wet body. She whimpers but doesn’t pull away.

“You can look if you want,” I tease her. “There’s nothing interesting on the ceiling.”

“I’m alright, thank you,” Melina huffs. Still, she doesn’t try to escape. My half-hard cock is growing stiff against her flat stomach. I can tell she wants to feel it at full mast.

Each breath she takes deepens as my wet shaft slides up her slick skin. My desire deepens.

I need her.

Biting my lower lip, I hold her close and study the beauty of her body. Fuck. She’s truly breathtaking.

But something’s off…

“There’s still some dirt on you,” I slowly notice.

“I haven’t had a chance to wash up yet,” Melina swallows.

Her eyes drop an inch and I’m sure she sees me lick my lips.

“Good,” I grumble. “I’ll wash you. No one’s allowed to touch your body but me, angel. Not even you.”

To my delight, that finally cuts through her fascination with the ceiling. A defiant glare lights up her hazel eyes as she sets them on me.

“You don’t own me,” she states, not entirely confident in that assertion.

“Not yet.”

“Is that your plan? To own me””

“My plan is to make you shiver, angel.”

With a short tug, I pull her to the side and my cock springs free. Melina gasps and I feel her fight the desire to pull herself back into me.

“Is that why you’ve been watching me?” she asks, distracted.

“You don’t like it when I watch you?”

“Not without my permission.”

“Should I ask for your blessings every time I glance your way?”

Melina’s naivety melts as a fierce stubbornness fills her features.

“There was a hidden camera in my apartment,” she accuses me.

“I know. I put it there,” I easily admit.

Melina gulps.

“Why?”