Chapter 182
Roman’s POV
Anna reached for the shower gel on the inner shelf and dumped some on her hair.
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Then more on her body, her hands moving over her breasts, down her stomach. Before I could stop her, she squeezed the entire bottle, covering both of us in thick soap.
“Oops.” She blinked at the empty bottle, swaying slightly. “I’m so clumsy and slippery. This is like a perfect storm of bad decision making. Or good ones, depending on how you look at it.”
Soap ran down her body in thick streams. She looked at me with wide eyes, exaggerated innocence.
“You have to help me get it out. I can’t reach everywhere, like my back. And lots of other places that really need attention.”
She turned around, presenting her back to me. Then she looked over her shoulder.
“Unless you want me to stay all soapy. Is that a thing? Do you have a soapy girl fantasy? Because I’m very accommodating right now.”
I didn’t know whether to laugh or lose my mind. This version of Anna, tipsy and unfiltered, was going to be the death of me.
“Stay still.”
‘No promises.” She wiggled her hips. “I’m very wiggly right now. Like a very horny fish who wants you inside her.”
I moved her under the spray and started working the soap out of her hair.
She fidgeted constantly, pressing against me, making soft sounds that went straight to my cock.
Her body was wet and slippery under my hands. Every touch made me want more.
Then her hands went to her bra clasp.
‘This needs to come off. It’s uncomfortable and wet and I don’t like it.”
I caught her wrists. “No.”
“Yes.” She tried to pull free, surprisingly strong for someone who could barely stand straight.
“And the panties too. They’re all sticky and weird and honestly kind of useless at this point. You’ve seen me naked before, multiple times. And most men would…..”
The thought of seeing her naked again made heat surge through me. But I wasn’t the kind of man to take advantage of a woman who was drugged and couldn’t consent. That was a line I’d never cross.
“I’m not most men.”
“You’re definitely not.” She managed to twist in my grip, facing me now. “Most men would’ve already ripped these off. Most men wouldn’t even hesitate. But you’re here acting like you’ve never seen boobs before when you’ve literally had your face
between mine.”
I jerked back slightly, putting on a look of fake outrage.
“Anna.”
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Her brows pulled together in a playful scowl.
“Quit acting so innocent,” she muttered.
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Her hand slipped free and reached for her bra again. I caught her wrist, but she used her other hand to hook her thumbs. into the waistband of her panties.
It turned into something close to a wrestling match. She tried to strip. I tried to keep her covered. Both of us nearly slipped on the wet tile.
“You’ve literally gone down on me,” she continued stubbornly. “You’ve tasted me. You know what I look like when I come. But suddenly wet underwear is where you draw the line?”
I knew if she got naked, if I saw all of her with no barriers, I wouldn’t be able to hold back. I’d take her right here against the shower wall and forget every principle I’d ever had.
“Do you know how good you look right now?” She leaned in close, her lips almost touching mine. “All wet and frustrated. Your jaw gets this little tick when you’re trying not to kiss me. Right there.”
She tapped my jaw lightly.
“And your eyes, they get all smoldering.” Her lips curved. “It’s very hot.”
Her finger slid from my jaw down the side of my neck. Then lower across my chest.
I needed a different plan. Fast.
I pulled her against my chest suddenly, spinning her so her back was to me.
My arms wrapped around her, holding her in place.
“Is this what you want?” I purred in her ear.
“Yes.” The word came out breathy and desperate. “Exactly, more of this.”
I backed her against the glass wall and raised her hands above her head, pinning them there with one of mine.
My body caged hers, my chest pressed to her back. She arched immediately, grinding her ass against my cock.
Every muscle in my body went taut.
She was chasing release, moaning softly, her body moving in ways that made me forget why I was supposed to resist.
I was so hard it hurt, my body desperately urging me to just give in. But I stilled her waist with my free hand.
“Be patient.”
In my mind, a voice whispered that maybe this shower wasn’t the best idea after all. Maybe I’d made a terrible miscalculation. Maybe cold water wasn’t going to save either of us.
“If you stay still, my voice dropped low, “I’ll give you what you need.”
“Promise?” Her voice was small and vulnerable, different from a moment ago.
“Promise.” I lied.
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“That thing you did with your tongue. Her words slurred together. “At your office. I think about it all the time. When I’m trying to forget you. When I’m in bed. When you’re being an asshole. Especially when I’m eating. Literally everything reminds me of your tongue.”
The memory came rushing back. The first night I’d gone down on her, how she’d tasted, how she’d come apart under my mouth.
My cock throbbed and I had to take a breath to steady myself. I desperately wanted to drop to my knees right now and taste her again.
“Exactly that.” My voice came out rough and raw. “And even more.”
I leaned closer, my lips brushing her ear.
“I’ll make you come so hard you forget your own name. I’ll lick you until you’re shaking. Until you’re begging me to stop. And then I’ll keep going.”
She trembled. Her lips parted. Her breathing went shallow. Her whole body responded to my words.
‘But you have to be a good girl and stay still for me first. Can you do that?”
Yes. It
It came out like a whimper. “I can be good. I’m very good at being good. Except when I’m bad.”
I used that moment to grab a washcloth and start cleaning her.
I washed her hair, working the rest of the soap out.
Then her body, my hands moving over her shoulders, down her arms, across her stomach. I made it slow, intentional, almost sensual.
My hands mapped every curve while she trembled under my touch.
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