My Most Precious One(36)

He broke our kiss. “Come on let’s take a shower so I could fuck you some more. Remember I’m still pissed about before.” I didn’t know what to say, I watched as he towered over me, caressing my face so adoringly that it nearly melted most of my worries. Part of me was hoping everything he said was true but another part was scared to death. “I told you to stop thinking.” He bit out as he pulled me to his bathroom which was larger than my own bedroom.

White marble lined the walls and floor. It had a huge walk in shower that could fit more people than I knew and a beautiful silver footed bathtub. I always wanted one of them. “You like?” He asked and I nodded “What’s not to like.” He pulled me to his arms and lifted me onto the counter. The cold marble made me shiver.

“So what should be your punishment?” He asked his eyebrow crooked up.

“For what?” I protested, his comment only added to my shivering body. “You and that fucken asshat bartender, it really pissed me off Alexia!” His low voice resonated throughout his marble bathroom.

“You can’t be serious. I didn’t do anything wrong!” I snapped back.

He pushed my legs apart and placed himself in between making me gasp at his closeness. He then placed both hands on either side of me caging me in.

“I told you to stay away from him. He’s been around you every time I’ve seen you. It’s getting on my last nerve.” He said abruptly.

I laughed. “Oh my god, I know this can’t be right but are you jealous?” His face was all serious

“Why shouldn’t I be? You’re mine and I don’t like it when others try to take what rightfully belongs to me.” They were simple words but the meaning behind them was so powerful that it nearly threw me for a loop. “You have your insecurities and I have mine.” He said quietly still staring at me.

“You? Have insecurities? Please Lukas.” I was going to roll my eyes when he cradled my face again making me face him.

“I’m older than you.” I knew I didn’t mistakenly hear the nervousness in his words.

“I know.” I tried to reassure him.

“No baby, a lot older.” He insisted. His hold was now firmer. He took a deep breath “I’m thirty eight.”

I knew he was older than me but I didn’t expect him to be that much older. I watched him waiting for me to say something. His eyes searching mine for some reassurance that I wasn’t going to run out of here screaming. At the end of the day it didn’t matter to me, with the way I felt how could it? I smiled and tilted my head a little and winked. He finally smiled with relief.

“So now I get why you have more salt than pepper in your beard.” I teased. His smile then disappeared.

“Don’t push it Alexia.” He said gruffly. “What? I’m just saying that things make sense now.” I laughed as he let go of me, he narrowed his eyes.

“You’re seriously going to get punished!” He threatened.

“Empty threats.” I said in a cocky voice.

“Have you always been such a bad girl?” He lowered his voice to a quiet murmur so I could pay attention to him closely. I shrugged still acting brash “Always.”

The face he gave me made me wonder if I pushed him over his limit. “You have no clue what you just provoked little girl.” His words made my belly quiver.

“Stop doing that!” He pointed at my lips. “You’re biting them again!” Shit I forgot “Shower now!” He ordered.

I jumped off the counter and as I passed him he slapped my ass hard. It didn’t hurt. It only made me more wet. Jesus what was going on with me? He opened the door to the shower and turning on the water.

“Do you like hot or cold?” He asked.

“You’re not coming in with me?” I gave him my best pouty face.

“No, I’m going to stay out here and watch you wash yourself and then I’m going to punish you for being such a bad little girl.” Damn, I could seriously get used to him talking like that.

I stepped inside. The shower head was directly over me raining hot water all over my body. There was a loofah sponge much like the one I had at home, I took it in my hand and turned to find some soap, there behind his was my body wash.

“Lukas?” I looked at him wondering what was going on.

“Don’t speak, just wash yourself.” He ordered.

He was leaning up against the marble counter with his arms crossed, his eyes were dark, his look foreboding, my Suit was planning something. I didn’t know whether to be scared or excited. I swallowed back my uneasiness and poured some soap onto the sponge and began to lather it up. I massaged my legs. My movements were more deliberate than usual only because the sexiest man I had ever seen was watching me. My pussy clenched at the mere idea of him looking at me doing this. I moved the sponge across my belly and lazily brought it to my breast. I could sense the hunger in the air, the want and the need to feel him on my body. He didn’t make a move or sound as he watched me. I closed my eyes and shut off my brain, letting my body take over. I turned to him so his eyes could properly see me. The water gently spraying me as I grabbed my breast slightly trying to let go of some pent up need I felt inside me. I heard his breath hitch. With my other hand I glided it between my legs spreading my lips apart.