Book 245: Unconventional Consummation 2

4 weeks of torturous avoidance and withholding desires

Simon's P.O.V.

The door swung open and Simon leaned on the doorframe, blocking her entrance. “Took you long enough,” he teased. One corner of his mouth went up in that cute way of his and her stomach fluttered.

“I should shower,” she said.

“Are you procrastinating?” he stepped out of her way and she entered the bedroom. Having him in the room changed the whole vibe of the place, in a good way. In a sexually charged, testosterone-dripping-off-the-walls way.

“No,” she lied. “It’s been a long day at work, I just feel dirty.

“Good, I like a dirty woman.” He said it in a teasing way, but the bulge in his pants made her wonder if it was true. What will he be like in bed?

She took a step back, smiling nervously. “I’m going to shower now.”

He followed her into the master bath and stood in the doorway, effectively trapping her inside. She felt like quarry being chased, hunted for the thrill of it. And if she were honest with herself, the