that.
I grab my toothbrush from my overnight bag and head to the bathroom. The shower, if you can call it that, looks like something out of a movie, and it takes me a second to figure out how to turn it on. Once I do, I undress quickly, and step under the steaming water, allowing the warmth to ease some of the tension from my body.
My mind drifts to him, and a raw ache starts in my center, pulsating between my legs, and my breasts heavy, nipples hard.
I’ve never lusted over a man. Not like this.
One night , I remind myself. One night to forget the hell that is my life.
I turn the water off and dry myself with a large plush towel. There’s a robe, like you see in commercials for fancy hotels, hanging on the back of the door. Biting my lip, I run my fingers over the softness and sigh. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I borrowed it for the night.
A small moan escapes my lips when I pull it on. I’ve never been into material things, never had the luxury, but I could get used to the softness that wraps around me.
With a deep breath, I open the door, and have to blink several times for my eyes to adjust to the darkness that greets me.
A shadowy form is sprawled out on the mattress, the bottom half covered by the comforter. In the dim light, I can tell his chest is bare, each chiseled ab clearly defined in the shadows. I can’t see his eyes, but I know he’s watching me. Waiting.
“Come to bed, Keeley.” His voice drips with sex and the words go straight between my legs.
I pad across the floor towards the king-size bed, my heart beating a million times per minutes.
No more hesitation. I want this. I just need to get out of my head and do it.
I pull the blankets back and crawl in beside him.
He doesn’t move. Not even when I inch towards him, so close that I can feel the heat radiating off his body.
I don’t know what I expect, but his next words shock me to the core. “Get some sleep.”
Sleep? Is he kidding?
My body is humming with pent-up sexual energy.
“I thought…” I swallow thickly.
“Go to sleep, Keeley.”
What game is he playing?
I start to roll towards the edge of the bed, when his arms wrap around me, pulling me back against his chest, so that my backside is snug against his heavy hard on.
His fingers sneak under my robe, finding my breast. A wave of heat rips through my body as his thumb circles the nub, then pinches it lightly.
I groan, wiggling back against him, and he lets out a deep, guttural moan of his own.
His mouth is by my ear, his breath warm on my cheek.
“You want me?”
“Yes,” I whimper.
He lets out a low chuckle and brushes his lips against my neck, making my entire body shiver in anticipation.
“It’s late and you’ve had a shitty day. When I do fuck you, I want you to be completely rested, so I can take my time tasting and devouring every part of you.” He pinches my nipple again, this time harder, and I let out a little yelp of pleasure mixed with pain. “Now go to sleep before I forget to be a gentleman.”
I want to protest. But I’m also grateful. The moment I close my eyes, I realize how tired I really am.
And it feels good to be held. I don’t remember the last time anyone just held me.
One night. I can let my walls down for tonight. Cause God only knows what tomorrow will bring.
Chapter 6
Keeley
“What’s wrong with Lily, Mama?” I clutch Drew’s chubby hand in my own, and stand in the bathroom doorway afraid to look at my baby sister’s pale face. Her skin and lips have turned blue, and she isn’t crying anymore.
“Go back to bed, Keeley. I’ll come for you in a few minutes.” Mama’s kneeling beside the bathtub, a strange look in her eyes as she rocks Lily in her arms.
Drew is whimpering and I have to shush him, so that Mama doesn’t yell at him again. But she doesn’t look angry anymore. She seems happy.
But I’m scared and I don’t know why.
I take Drew back to the bedroom, and tell him to stay in bed. He puts