“It doesn’t hurt,” she whispered.
He nodded slightly, then dropped his hand to her arm. His fingertips very briefly caressing the side of her breast. She sucked in a breath as her nipple peaked in reaction.
He lifted her arm, turning it over in the water. Shaun let out a gasp of pain as she realized there were long deep scratches all up her forearm. She’d been so distracted that she hadn’t remembered the wound where Giselle had grabbed her and dug her talons in. Jozef gently rubbed the specks of blood from her arm, turning the water pink as it went down the drain.
The move was so sweet, so uncharacteristic of his bad guy persona that it melted Shaun. She couldn’t help but stare at him as his light blue shirt grew wetter and wetter and became plastered to his chest. She could see every muscular ridge through the fabric of his shirt. When she dropped her gaze lower, she could make out the outline of a sizeable cock behind the zip of his pants.
Her mouth grew dry and when she lifted her gaze to his, his expression had changed from concern over her injuries to pure lust. Warmth spread through her belly as his gaze dropped down her body, leisurely taking in every part of her. She wondered what he saw. Were her smallish breasts with their wide black areoles a turn on for him? She burned with embarrassment as his perusal continued down.
Shaun didn’t have a lot of time for grooming, so she only shaved her bikini area when she anticipated a sexual partner. She hadn’t thought once about sex with Jozef. There was a definite attraction between them, but she’d been in survival mode from the moment Jozef kidnapped her from the hospital. Now, he was caring for her, showing her another side.
“Jozef…” she whispered uncertainly.
She wasn’t sure what she was about to say, and she didn’t get a chance. Jozef rushed at her through the water, pushing her back against the shower wall and covering her lips with his. Shaun reached up and gripped his shirt, which was about all she could grab hold of during the tempest of Jozef’s kiss. To say he devoured her was putting it lightly.
He took her mouth with more passion than she knew was possible. She clung to him, digging her nails into his skin through his shirt as his tongue battled with hers and his teeth forced her mouth wider. When she wasn’t fast enough to give him what he wanted he gripped her by the hair, burying his hand in the soaked mass and dragging her head back.
His lips trailed down her throat licking and biting. It felt like he was everywhere at once. His hands on her skin and her hair, his tongue on every inch of skin he could reach. It was like being fucked by a storm. Her heart soared as explosions went off beneath her skin.
She wiggled her hands between them and tried to undo a button but her shaking slippery fingers refused to comply. Jozef pushed her hands aside, gripped his shirt and tore. Buttons flew everywhere and Shaun let out a breathless laugh. He slammed his mouth over hers, swallowing her laughter and reminding her of exactly what he wanted.
Shaun knew she would regret this. She knew this was a bad idea. There were consequences to this sort of thing, aside from Jozef being the mobster who'd kidnapped her.
She didn’t care. She was doing it anyway. She desperately needed the release of fucking her captor. She needed the physical and emotional connection. She needed to feel something other than terror for however long she could.
Reaching between them, she tried to unbuckle his belt. Just as the thick leather gave way under her determined hands, Jozef stepped back, dragging Shaun with him. He brushed her hands away from his crotch and pulled her from the shower. Before Shaun could even think about reaching for a towel, Jozef dragged her dripping from the bathroom. He swung Shaun around and shoved her.
Shaun let out a shriek as she fell backwards on the bed, her limbs flailing. She yelled again as Jozef fell on top of her, his hands capturing hers and holding them while he fucked her mouth again with his all-consuming kisses. He broke contact with her lips and worked his way down her body, touching her here and there, digging his fingers into the skin of her breasts and hips as though revelling in the silken resiliency.
Shaun shot up in the bed when he settled between her thighs, but he shoved her back onto the mattress so hard she bounced. And then she didn’t have time to overthink the hair she would normally have removed, what she tasted like or how she smelled. It all disappeared into a haze of intense sensation as he attacked her vagina with his tongue in the same way he’d attacked her mouth.
“Oh… fuck!” she gasped, her hips bucking off the bed and into his face.
Jozef wrapped his hands around her thighs, digging his fingers into the muscle and holding her still while he lavished her pussy with all the attention she could ever want.
Shaun hadn’t had many sexual partners; her career made finding potential partners difficult. Not a single person she’d ever been with had gone down on her the way Jozef was. He was touching nerve endings she didn’t know existed as he slid his tongue through her folds, then flicked her clitoris, then back down to shove his tongue as far inside her as he could get.
Then he took it to the next level, replacing his tongue with his fingers, shoving them deep into her body. There was no hesitation, no single digit probing to see if she was ready for him. He shoved two fingers up inside her, slamming them home, then pulled out and did it again. Every time he bottomed out, he pressed his fingertips hard against her g-spot, scraping his knuckles against her inner walls.
Shaun let out a shout of sheer pleasure and gripped his hair with her fists. It was too short to get an actual handful, so her fingers just scrambled over his scalp. He either didn’t notice or didn’t care as he continued to drive Shaun closer and closer to the edge of a colossal orgasm.
Finally, she was there. She lifted her hips right off the bed and slammed them back down as she let out a keening scream. Jozef tightened his hold, pinning her down while she wiggled and shouted her orgasm. She felt a gush of fluid leave her body as the waves continued.
Chapter Twenty-Six
When Jozef looked up at her, his eyes were so dark blue they looked black. He looked like the big bad wolf about to eat a sheep. And she was his meal, staked out on the bed. He stood, his hands dropping to his pants. He unbuttoned and unzipped then dropped them to his feet. He wasn’t wearing underwear.
His penis was an awesome sight. Not because it was the biggest or longest Shaun had ever seen. She was a doctor; she’d seen a lot of cock in her career. It was beautiful though, long, thick and fully erect.
No, what drew her was the man himself. His confident nudity. The power emanating from him. He was a conqueror and she was his prize. It suddenly made sense to her, even though it wasn’t logical. He’d seen her, he’d wanted her, he’d taken her. Shaun had never experienced that kind of desire. The consuming drive behind a courtship.
Maybe their circumstances drove them together. His need for a doctor and her being in the right place at the right time to fulfill his need. But it wasn’t the doctor he wanted now; it was the woman. And that knowledge was extremely heady.
Shaun reached for him as he dropped onto the bed, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and clinging to him as he pressed his lips into the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder. She wiggled underneath him until he wrapped his arms so tight around her, she could hardly move. Instead of feeling trapped though, she felt safe.