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“Most definitely,” I reply, taking the hand he holds out.
He leads me back to the gorgeous room that is ours for the weekend.
“You can use the bathroom first,” he says, moving over to the sofa and picking up his phone. “Take your time.”
“Thanks,” I say.
I make my way through the doors and close them. The opulence of the bathroom once again steals my breath. This really is a total luxury.
I grab my lounge pants and t-shirt from the wardrobe and remove my makeup. I turn on the shower jets and strip off my clothes before stepping into the spray. The water is powerful, massaging my skin. I groan into the spray as the grime of the day washes away.
I grab the scented shower gel and pour some into my hand. I recognise the scent Gabriel uses. I hold my hand under my nose, absorbing the smell. My body tingles as I think of the purpose of the weekend. Tomorrow is my ovulation date. My core clenches at the thought of what’s to come.
I wash my now sensitive body, my nipples pebble. I’m not surprised to find my clit swollen and needy when my hand finally drops lower. I rinse off. No time for that. Gabriel is waiting to use the bathroom.
I switch off the jets and climb out. After, drying myself off, I pull on my night clothes. My toothbrush is next to one sink, so I brush my teeth and apply moisturiser before heading into the bedroom.
“All yours,” I say, making my way towards the bed. “Which side?”
“How was the shower?” Gabriel asks, looking up from his phone.
“Amazing. Just what I needed.”
“Great,” he says, disappearing into the bathroom.
“Okay then,” I say, staring at the bed. In my bedroom, he’d gone to the left of the bed. Therefore, I’ll take the right.
I pull back the covers and sink into the mattress.
What is it about this man and comfortable beds? Does he get them custom-designed for him?
It feels like my body is being hugged.
I hear the shower start and try hard not to think of Gabriel in the shower, his hand travelling over those hard muscles I’ve seen when we’ve gone swimming together, or his hand snaking down and touching his—I bite my lip. Hormones! Ovulation and Gabriel are turning me into a raging horn dog. I’ve never in my life felt so turned on, so desperate for sex.
I roll onto my side, feeling the dampness between my legs, and squeeze my thighs together, only releasing them when I hear Gabriel re-enter the room.
He clicks on the bedside light before switching off the main lights.
The bed dips as he gets in next to me. “Goodnight,” he says.
“Goodnight,” I whisper.
It’s going to be a long night.
CHAPTER 33
GABRIEL
Iswear I’m going to fucking kill him.
Groans and moans. Was that a scream? The sounds of my brother and his guest. Shit, that sounds like guests, echo through the darkness.
“Oh, yes... yes... just like that.” A female voice moans.
“Harder... oh yes... deeper... oh yes... yes,” a second voice pipes up.
I throw an arm over my face and groan, only to hear a chuckle next to me.
