Chapter 6
RAFE
The people who built this place definitely had luxury in mind, and it sure as fuck is helping me today.
My head is a goddamn mess. Last night was another one of those when the nightmares didn’t seep into my dreams. Someone else did, though, and for the first time since meeting Seraphina, I gave in to temptation.
Her taste, her scent, and the way she looks at me, it took everything in me not to pull her into the shower with me.
The water hitting the tile is the only sound loud enough to drown out the noise thumping around in my head. I lean both palms against the cold marble in the bathroom in my office. My head hangs between my shoulders, allowing the steam to billow in thick puffs of air.
Seraphina walked into my office, took one look at my wrinkled state, dark shadow of a beard tracing my jaw, and my tight shoulders.
She didn’t flinch. The woman never did. She looked at me with those deep fuck-me eyes, and while I could blame it on the lack of sleep, I know what it is.
A deep-seated desire to have my assistant everywhere I can have her: on my desk, against the wall of windows, and definitely right here in the shower.
The mental images playing in my head on a repeated cycle has my blood rushing south, hard and forgiving and straight to my cock.
My hand travels the length of my body, water guiding my path, wishing my own were Seraphina’s.
That she’s kneeling in front of me, legs spread, one hand working her pussy while her other wraps around my dick.
Too bad it’s mine. The deep callouses are a big contradiction to her soft, delicate palms.
God, the taste of her.
A low guttural groan escapes my throat as I think about her mouth wrapping around my dick, watching as she bobs her head up and down, hollowing out her cheeks with each deep swallow.
The only reason my voice isn’t heard throughout the entire damn floor is because of the hiss of the spray.
My eyes close as I grip my length and slowly begin to pump my fist in a tight, punishing rhythm.
The slick warmth of her mouth wouldn’t come close to my wet palm.
I didn’t intend to kiss Seraphina, and I damn sure didn’t intend on needing to get off this morning, but this is what she does to me.
And the moment her lips touched mine, in my twisted, fucked-up head, I wanted her to know what she’d get with a guy like me.
Twisted, sleep-deprived, a wall built so high around myself and scars so deep no amount of therapy the head doctor sent me to seemed to help.
The instant I took her mouth, I thought I’d be the one teaching her a lesson.
Turns out she gave me one of a lifetime.
Seraphina didn’t pull away, didn’t fight me.
Instead, she let out a soft trembling sigh that I had no problem swallowing down so not a single fucking person could hear what I was doing to her.
Her body melted against my rigid form, and she tasted like honey, delicious and warm, and like a type of temptation I’d never allow myself to have.
“Seraphina,” I growl louder than anticipated, the syllables dragging out of my mouth like a confession of sins.
I quicken my pace and my breath hitches, turning into ragged gasps, as I pick up the pace.
The friction isn’t what I want. Jesus Christ, what I want is Seraphina’s hands, her mouth, or her cunt.
The picture of her after our kiss still shocks me to the quick: flushed face, swollen lips, pebbled flesh, and, goddamn, her nipples were tight little buds begging for my lips to be wrapped around them.
I’d made it my mission to resist her. It’s the only logical choice. I’m her boss, she’s my assistant. I’ve got wounds soul deep, she’s the complete opposite. But that’s not stopping me from lusting after her, dreaming about her, and fucking my fist to thoughts of her.
Heat coils tightly in my gut, bringing me to the agonizing edge. I want to tip the fuck over yet don’t want this sensation to end.
“Goddamn.” All too soon, a harsh ragged shout echoes off the glass enclosure I’m unable to hold back.
My spine arches. Tension explodes. My cum pulses into the streaming water, chest heaving as I pour every ounce of frustration, lust, and suppressed longing down the fucking drain.
I wish like hell I could be painting Seraphina’s lips, her tits, or any other part of her body besides watching it wash away.
My energy is depleted. Between sleeping like shit on the couch, that kiss, and now this, it’ll be a miracle to get my legs to work anytime soon.
I let my cock go. The damn thing is still hard as hell.
My forehead rests against the cool stone while I catch my breath.
I keep waiting for the guilt to lock into place, for the cold, stoic resolve that usually defines me, and even the grumpy, closed-off billionaire to take the reins again.
I’d had it planned out in my head before coming as fast as a damn teenage boy.
I’d apologize for the kiss, establish stricter boundaries, and pretend the kiss never happened.
Except the thought feels like a lead bullet hitting my flesh, and I’ve had enough of that in my life.
For the first time, the armor is coming off.
With that thought, I turn the faucet off, and a terrifying shift settles deep in my chest. If my sister could see me now, she’d laugh her ass off: hands shaking, head a damn mess, yet feeling lighter than I ever have before.
I grab the black towel, drag it along my skin with swiftness before wrapping it around my waist. The mirror is completely fogged over, and even as I wipe away the condensation with my palm to reveal my reflection, what stares back at me is a man with dark eyes still fierce, carrying the shadows of a past that won’t ever leave me.
“Rafe.” My hands are rested on the countertop when I hear my name.
I look up and see Seraphina staring back at me.
I didn’t bother shutting the door, so she sees me, all of me—the scarring on my upper back, a healed bullet wound a few inches away from my spine on the lower side, and that doesn’t include the scars I wear inside of my body.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to barge in on you.
The meeting you requested is set to start in twenty minutes.
” That seals it. We’re not going back to me just being her boss.
She’s mine, and I’m going to prove it in every way possible, starting right fucking now.