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Chapter 36
Savina~
As I let the hot water rain down my body, I didn’t want to think about the shitstorm that my life was right now. Not only did Stewart Oliver want me behind bars, but I needed to quit my job, then try to build a new career here. Despite my bravado, I loved Aurelio, and I had no desire to leave him again. It’d been a mistake the first time, and I liked to believe that I was the kind of person that learned from their mistakes. Besides, pride wouldn’t get me anywhere right now. While it sucked to be indebted to someone, I needed Aurelio’s help with this mess, and we both knew it.
I also knew that I couldn’t keep living in the one outfit that I’d had on. The brownstone was going to be considered a crime scene for the next few days, so going back there wasn’t an option. Yeah, I could ask an officer to escort me to grab some stuff, but I really didn’t want to go back there. So, I was going to have to go shopping tomorrow, and I knew how bad that was going to look. Even though I really needed clothes, pictures of me shopping the day after I killed my fiancé was not a good look, especially if I was trying to sell the victim angle to the police.
Then there were my clients to consider. Granted, once the news broke of Ashton’s murder, no one was going to be surprised when I quit my job at Coleman’s. No one would expect me to go to work during a time like this, but they also knew that I’d never sell another house if Stewart had anything to say about it. So, in all actuality, ending my career was probably the easiest thing going right now.
There were also my parents that could potentially be an issue. Though Aurelio had said that they were a non-factor, that wasn’t true. If I came back here, there was also a chance that I’d run into them somewhere, and that just sounded so freakin’ exhausting. Even if they did forgive me for leaving three years ago, I wasn’t sure that I could forgive them for not helping me when I’d needed them. I mean, what kind of parents didn’t care that someone had been beating their child? I had come to them-begging-and they hadn’t cared. Yeah, I was a grown adult, but what had that mattered? My parents never should have been okay with sending me back to an abuser.
I turned around, so that the hot water could hit my shoulders, and I knew that I was going to be an aching mess in the morning. While my ribs weren’t broken, one was cracked, and that was a torture that was as inconvenient as it was painful. Nothing could be done about broken or cracked ribs, so you just had to endure the discomfort, praying that a binding helped a bit. I didn’t even want to think about sneezing, coughing, or a case of the hiccups.
I closed my eyes as I thought about the tapes. While I didn’t really like the idea of people seeing me like that, I hated the idea of prison more. I also couldn’t lie and say there wouldn’t be some feeling of satisfaction if people saw the abuse. Everyone would see Ashton Oliver for what he’d been, and even though he was dead, his image would be tarnished forever, and I knew better than anyone how important his image had been to him.
I let out a heavy sigh, knowing that my emotions right now were temporary. I could change my mind about everything in the morning with how overwhelmed I felt right now, so, honestly, what did I know? The only thing that I knew for certain was that I needed this shower, something clean to wear, and a good night’s sleep. The rest of it would be waiting for me in the morning, so there was no sense in stressing myself out about it right now.
When I heard the bathroom door open, I knew that it was Aurelio bringing me one of his clean shirts. Honestly, I’d prefer the one that he was wearing since it’d smell like him. I wanted to be surrounded by comfort when I went to sleep, and nothing felt more comfortable to me than Aurelio and the familiar scent of him.
I jumped in surprise when I heard the shower door open, and after turning around, I saw a completely naked Aurelio stepping inside. As my eyes took in every inch of him, butterflies started fluttering inside my stomach, something that always happened at the mere sight of him. Aurelio was gorgeous, and he had the body to go with that incredible face of his. He was a prime example of what made men such fascinating creatures, and it was ironic how he felt like he was simply doing his job by keeping in shape.
“What are you doing?” I finally asked when my eyes met his.
“I wanted to see if you needed any help,” he lied.
“You could have just asked,” I pointed out.
“Yeah, I could have,” he replied evenly.
“What are you doing in here, Aurelio?” I asked again.
“I wanted to see,” he finally admitted. “I wanted to see what that sonofabitch did to you.”
I let out a deep breath. “It doesn’t matter,” I said. “It’s over.”
His hand reached up to cup the side of my face. “Everything that has to do with you matters, Savina.”
“Aurelio, there’s no point in-”
He stopped me from speaking by slipping his thumb inside my mouth. “I’ll decide what’s important right now and what’s not.”
My eyes immediately closed when I felt his other hand slip between my thighs. “Aurelio…”
“I’m not going to fuck you, Savina,” he said. “I’m just going to make you feel good.”
“My rib is cracked,” I reminded him, though at the same time I was opening my stance wider for him.
With one finger stimulating my clit, he said, “You’ll be fine.”
“Oh, God…” I moaned as Aurelio went from playing with my clit to sliding two fingers into my tight heat. “Oh, God…”
I didn’t put up a fight when Aurelio maneuvered us until my back was pressed up against the tile, and he was dropping to his knees in front of me. My hands automatically weaved their way into his wet hair when he placed one of my legs over his shoulders, and I held on as his tongue flicked out to tease my clit. While the impending orgasm was bound to sharpen the pain in my ribs, I wasn’t about to stop him, either. Aurelio felt too good with his face pressed between my thighs, and if this is what he wanted to do in order to help me forget, then so be it.
His nose brushed up against the rough curls over my clit as his tongue worked that little bundle of nerves, making me feel him everywhere. When he slid two fingers inside me again, I dropped my head back, closed my eyes, then just let the hot water wash over us both, everything about the experience making me heady and needy.
“Aurelio…” I whimpered.
“Fuck, you taste like perfection,” he groaned against my pussy. “I could live down here if you’d let me.”
