Chapter 17
Abigail
Dinner was already eaten, Isabella was in bed, and I was lounging in Devon’s personal hot tub with candles burning and mellow music playing from my phone when Devon arrived home.
It doesn’t matter. Why does it matter? I told myself, closing my eyes and sinking back into the hot water. Even though I was in his bathroom hot, I hoped he’d simply go back downstairs after changing and get something to eat. The bathroom door was closed so hopefully he’d just leave.
He didn’t.
“Fuck,” he groaned to what he thought was an empty room, opening the bathroom door and stripping out of his boxer briefs, unaware that I was hunkered down into the water to my shoulders. Not even looking in my direction, he turned on the shower and was about to step in when he seemed to realize there was music playing.
“What in the hell?” His scanned the massive bathroom until his eyes settled on me.
“Hey.” I lifted my hand and gave a little wave, smiling timidly.
Shit, I should have worn a bathing suit. I sunk down a little further, to my chin.
My gaze dipped to his penis – I couldn’t help it, don’t judge me.
This was the first time I think I’d seen him speechless. He just stared at me as I stared back at him.
“I thought I’d relax. I wasn’t sure when you’d be home.”
Slowly, a sly smile crept onto his face. “If you wanted to seduce me, there’s a lot of easier ways to go about it.”
“I was not trying to seduce you!”
“I see and so that’s why you’re naked in my hot tub. In my personal hot tub when you knew I was going to be home soon.”
That cocky grin of his refused to fade; if anything, it grew even more smug. “You didn’t tell me when you were coming home. I cooked an amazing roast chicken by the way!” I was actually getting angry. How dare he! “The least you could have done was notify me that you were going to be late.”
Crossing his arms over his chest, he seemed unperturbed by my tirade. “You missed me.”
“I did not.”
“You. Missed. Me. Admit it.”
“You’re even more full of yourself then I originally thought. I’ll give you a round of applause, I really didn’t think that was possible.”
He leaned into the shower and turned off the water.
Good, he’s leaving and putting me out of my misery.
Devon then began advancing toward the hot tub.
Oh shit, is he going to get in? Oh shit, oh shit.
“I’m naked in here.”
“I’m naked as well. I can’t see that as a problem.” As he spoke, I couldn’t help it, I looked down the length of his body and inhaled sharply. His dick was beginning to rise.
“And you seem quite interested in my cock.”
I’m sure my face was flush from the heat of the hot tub, but I’m pretty confident it was lobster red. My cheeks felt like they were on fire, they were burning so hot.
“What are you doing?” Panic began to rush through me. I couldn’t escape the situation. Not unless I wanted to get out of the tub and strut across the room dripping for him to feast his eyes on. If I were a different person, I’d show him he didn’t have an effect on me and that he couldn’t make me cower. But I wasn’t. I was me. And that person was currently to mortified to do anything but watch him slowly approach.
He was enjoying my discomfort. Bastard.
“I was going to take a hot shower to unwind, but you have me thinking the hot tub is a much better alternative.”
“B-b-but I’m using it,” I sputtered.
“It’s a four-person tub. There’s lots of room for three.”
“Three?” I raised a brow. What in the hell was he talking about?
Chuckling, he glanced down at his penis and then back to me.
My mouth dropped open for a split second, not sure how to respond to that comment. Giving myself a mental shake, I scowled up at him. “Really cute, Devon. Seriously, I’m naked.” Despite my anger, I couldn’t help the warmness beginning to emerge between my legs. He was very well-endowed. It had both the thickness and length to be completely satisfying. Considering the amount of conquests he’d no doubt had, I would bet he was amazing in the sack.
Of course, on the other hand, maybe he was one of those guys that got by on his looks and money and so didn’t feel he needed to satisfy a woman in bed. Maybe the women he’s slept with had left their undergarments behind not as a token of their night together, but because they wanted out of the situation ASAP, in case they ended up having to endure another round of mediocre fucking.
As much as I wanted to believe the latter, I didn’t think that was the case.
“Yes, so you’ve stated. Don’t worry, I’ve seen naked women before.” He stepped to the edge of the hot tub and gingerly dipped a toe into the water.
“Right, but you haven’t seen me naked before.”
He shrugged. “Close enough that my imagination can fill in the gaps.” As he spoke, his dick did a little jerk and rose a bit more.
Time to pull out the big guns and maybe embarrass him as much as he was embarrassing me. “And you’ve got a hard-on!” I motioned to his cock. “It’s totally inappropriate. Is it that easy to get you turned on. Are you a sixteen-year-old boy?”
“Just because I’ve seen a naked woman before doesn’t mean I can’t be aroused looking at you through the bubbles, pretending to be shy and sinking as far as you can under the water.” As he spoke, he lowered himself into the tub, directly opposite of me and leaned back, closing his eyes. “This is so nice, I’m glad you swayed me into doing this. Much better than a shower, and after the day I’ve had it’s much needed.”
He completely brushed off my jab. I was slightly disappointed. I could make a run for it right now while he’s relaxing. But who was I kidding. I’m about as clumsy as they came. If I rushed from the tub, I’d probably fall and split my damned head open. If I thought this was humiliating, then being hauled out of here by EMT’s with a bloody concussion would be doubly so.
“I didn’t invite you, remember.”
He opened a single eye as he addressed my comment. “You were in my private hot tub, naked, when you knew I was arriving home.”
“As I said, I was just borrowing it. I didn’t know when you were getting home.”
He opened his other eye to gaze directly into mine. Those grey eyes of his pierced right through me, sending a jolt of desire through me. “Denying your desires can be hazardous to your health.”
“You’re so full of it.”
“It’s entirely true. There’s been studies. Sex can help with high blood pressure. Strengthen your immune system. Look it up, you’ll be surprised.”
I sat up straight in the tub to address his comment, momentarily forgetting I was naked and displaying my breasts for his eyes to feast on. “Let me get this straight: you’re saying you fuck random women nightly for the health benefits?”
Chuckling, he shrugged. “Sure, why not.”
Why not, indeed.
When his gaze lowered to my chest, I immediately became aware how exposed I was to him. As much as I wanted to sink back down into the water, I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. They were just boobs; whatever, he’d seen them already anyhow. I was a little annoyed at how rock solid my nipples were, but there wasn’t much I could do about that. He had a near hard-on, so if anyone should be embarrassed it should be him.
But he wasn’t. He was proud of it. Which was making me even more uneasy. No matter how hard I tried to turn the tables on him, nothing worked. The man had no shame.
With a sigh, I sank back into the tub. What could I do? He had me over a barrel and at his mercy.
Suddenly, he frowned. “What is this music you’re playing?”
“It’s easy listening.”
“Sounds like waterfalls? And birds?” His frowned deepened. “Do you listen to anything besides nature sounds.”
Giving my head a shake, I rolled my eyes at him, hoping I could demonstrate my annoyance without words. Closing my eyes, I tried to drone him out.
I couldn’t. Just when I’d thought I was safe, I felt his foot rub against my inner leg. The gesture gave me such a start that I gasped and sat up again, my eyes going wide as my breasts burst forth from the bubbly water.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked staring at him.
“What do you mean?” There was that damned, wicked grin of his again. It may work on other women, but not me.
“Your foot.”
“Sorry, I was just getting comfortable.” As he spoke, his foot moved again, further upwards, almost to my crotch.
This time I was prepared for it. There was no way I was going to give him the satisfaction of a gasp or any indication that he was affecting me in any way. In fact, I was tempted to give him a piece of his own medicine. Maybe brush my foot against his balls. What would he think of that? Would that crack his smug façade?
As I contemplated my next move his foot reached the apex between my legs. I jumped. I couldn’t fucking help it. All my effort to remain cool, shattered as the ball of his foot cupped my mound.
Foot fucking me? Seriously. He was one class act.
But I would give him one thing. He’d gotten to me. If I shifted out of his reach or kicked up a fuss, he’d win. If I gave him a taste of his own medicine, he just might like it, or be encouraged by it. I was ten days from the finish line – just ten days.
I would not allow anything to get in the way now. Especially, not the temptation of Devon Townstead!
I’d just leave. I’d smile, make like what he was doing to me wasn’t a big deal. Stand, get out of the tub and leave. Yes, he’d see my naked body, but then again, what did it matter? If anything, it would empower me.
Yes, let him feast his eyes on what he’d never get. He might pull in a lot of women, but I was not on the menu.
As casually as I could, I said. “I’m starting to prune up.” I showed him my hand, which had indeed wrinkled from being in the water to long. “Time to get out.”
“Uh-huh.” He was blocking my exit and didn’t even attempt to shift to get out of my way. Well, damn. Since my half of the tub was against the wall, I’d have to suck it up and exit next to his head.
Whatever. No big deal.
Standing, I kept my eyes straight ahead, not wanted to see his eyes drinking in every inch of my exposed body from the thighs up. “Excuse me.” I murmured as I stepped on the first ledge next to him.
But in my hasty retreat, my foot didn’t get proper grounding and slipped. Before I knew what was happening, I found myself tumbling forward and down. I clutched at thin air as a scream escaped my lips.
As I fell, a pair of strong arms wrapped around my hips. Before I even knew what was happening or how it could even happen, I opened my eyes to find myself face to face with Devon, my lips mere inches from his. But there was something even worse than being within kissing distance to his lips, that being the fact that when he “saved” me, I became repositioned so that I was straddling him, his shaft settled between my legs.
I was in serious trouble now…