After we talked, Bash lead me to the den where we watched a movie together as we ate pizza he ordered. After we were done eating, I laid on my corner of the couch and stretch my feet out. Bash started to rub them and I didn’t miss the heat in his eyes as I moaned at how good it felt. Half-way through the movie, I started to doze from exhaustion and his ministrations. Needless to say, I don’t remember the end.
I vaguely remember being lifted into the air, but when Bash’s voice told me to go back to sleep, I listened. For some reason, I feel like I can trust him with my life.
I sit up and look around. The room looks normal enough. I am sitting in the middle of a huge bed. I would say it was a king, but it seems much larger. To my left is a dresser with a mirror on top. Next to that, there is a door which opens outward, so I am guessing it is a closet. In front of me, there is are curtains covering the entire wall. I imagine there is a window behind it, but I can’t say for sure. To my right there is another door while the wall is otherwise empty.
Another door on the other side of the bed opens and I jump. I didn’t notice it there before. Steam billows out into the bedroom as a towel clad man walks into the room while toweling his hair. I screech and he stiffens as he drops the towel in his hands.
“Jesus, Tesoro. You scared me.”
Bash.
I should have known it was him. I have never seen him in anything other than suits. Standing in front of me now, I am able to see every plane of his body. Man, Bash looks sexy with wet hair. I move down his body and note several tattoos covering his torso. I lick my lips as I wonder if he would let me kiss each one of his abs individually. I allow my eyes to dip further as I trace the V leading down to the top of his towel. I bite my lip. I felt what was under there last night and let me tell you, I was not disappointed. This man is packing some serious heat beneath that towel.
A growl erupts from him and my eyes shoot to his.
“Keep biting your lip, Tesoro and I will forget all my vows of being honorable and take you right there in my bed.”
I feel the heat spread though my body at his words.
Yes Please.
I want to beg. Hell, I think I even whimper a little at his words. My body is all on board for some sexy time with this gorgeous beast standing in front of me.
Thankfully, my mind kicks in to stop me from making any decisions that I would regret
I go to speak, but the huskiness in my voice makes me stop and clear my throat.
“Keep dreaming, lover boy. What are you doing in here half-naked anyways? There was no other bathroom for you to use in this huge ass mansion of yours?”
“Sure, there are. This one just so happens to be mine so I am partial to it.”
His words click finally.
My bed. Mine.
“What am I doing in your bed?”
He chuckles.
“Most girls wouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth.”
“I think we have established I am not like most girls.”
“That we have. You fell asleep on the couch. I brought you in here so you would sleep more comfortably.”
I cringe. Of course, he did. I cannot believe I trusted him. I look down and find myself fully clothed in my outfit from work. Thankfully, I wore pants last night, but my low-cut top has ridden even lower. I tug it up to make sure the girls are covered. I feel slightly uncomfortable having slept in my bra, but otherwise, I seem okay.
“Where did you sleep?”
He chuckles.
“Right there.”
He technically points to the edge of the bed in front of him, which I could fit at least four people between there and myself, but I still feel a little panicked.
“Don’t worry, Sof. I was the perfect gentleman. I didn’t even throw a pillow at you as your snored keeping me up half the night.
“I do not snore!” I feel the blush light up my face.
