I remained in front of Dima, shielding my body from their view.
Dima glanced over my shoulder and faced me. “They’re taking it up a notch this evening.”
“And what do they do when you usually bring a woman home?”
He chuckled to himself.
“What’s so funny?”
“I don’t bring women home.”
“Then, why did you bring me?”
“Because I don’t plan on having you away from me for several days, perhaps several weeks. Therefore, it makes more sense to temporarily move you in with me.”
I studied him, waiting for the punchline.
Steam rose and twisted up our legs.
Right when I thought he would say the statement was a joke, He kissed me again. His mouth was better than anything I’d ever tasted. Nothing could beat it. Not wine or chocolate. And no other man had kissed me like him. Made me burn just from his lips slipping against mine. His tongue twisted and teased. His hands caressed and explored.
He began to pull away, I sucked on his bottom lip, forcing him to remain. I couldn’t get enough.
He groaned.
Oh, Dima.
I pushed my tongue between his lips.
Another dark groan escaped him, deafening the sound of staff clicking plates and water drumming into the tub.
I left his mouth.
He hit me with an intense stare. “You’re staying with me for a while.”
I chuckled.
“I’m serious.” With his free hand, he grabbed the liquid soap and poured it on me. “You’re keeping the pain away. I like it.”
My heart ached. I thought of the people he’d lost. I considered something. “Your mother has your butler making sure you get dinner. Have you not been eating?”
“I haven’t been hungry that much.” He splashed water on me, rinsing the soap and food away.
I frowned. “You should eat tonight.”
He lowered his gaze to the center of my thighs. “I plan to eat a whole lot this evening.”
“Food, Dima.” I took the bottle of liquid from his hand and washed his skin. Caviar covered the space around his cock and some of his stomach.
“You have to make sure you at least attempt three meals a day.” I cleaned away more of the food off of him. “Even if it’s just a few bites here and there.”
“You’ve lost someone before?”
“My grandmother. I loved her so much.”
“Does it get easier to deal with the pain as the years go by?”
“Yes, but you’ll never stop missing them. And somehow you learn to live with it, and it all ends up being okay.”
Water and soap slicked his muscular body. The view of his gleaming body incited my pussy to clench. I loved him wet.
I looked at him. “Are you getting any sleep?”
“My new books have been too interesting to close my eyes.” He tried to kiss me.
I moved my head out of his reach. “You have to get some sleep.”
He held my gaze. “I will because you’re spending the night with me.”
I slipped my leg along his. “At least you will sleep then.”
“After I fuck you a few times.” He captured my mouth.
The noise from the staff disappeared.
Only the sounds of the shower and water pouring into the tub filled the place.
I raised my hands to his head and ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to me. Water splashed around us. Slowly, he lifted me up with those strong arms and pressed me against the wall. His tongue twisted around mine.
I moaned.
He leaned away. “Shower off.”
The water ended.
Dima carried me out of the shower, across the room, and over to the tub in the center of the space. Gently, he lowered me to the floor.
I stepped out of his hold and into the tub. I sank down, submerging myself into silky water. Jet streams hit my body. Flowery fragrant steam rose from the bubbly surface. My body warmed. Yellow rose petals floated on the surface among bubbles.
“Very romantic.” Dima got in behind me, causing the water to ripple and the petals to circle. He set his thick, muscular legs around me. “I should be nicer to Edwin.”
“You really should.” I moved back and sat between his huge thighs.
He tenderly pulled me back so that I leaned against his hard chest. “I’ll make a note of that too.”
I grinned. “Good.”
“Music.”
Sexy jazz notes rose around us. I had no idea where the speakers were, but the whole room was immersed in a soothing saxophone melody.
I let out a comforting breath and looked around.
Edwin had placed large vases of yellow roses in the corners. Lit candles were scattered all over the floor.
“Lights off.”
The warm glow left. Only the flames from all the candles remained as well as the sparkling view of Paradise.
I turned my view to the massive window. It was the middle of the night, but the West’s downtown still glittered far off. Car lights shimmered on Caviar Lime highway.
Over the music, Dima’s dark, seducing voice brushed against my skin. “I want this forever.”