The night moved on, and I let all of my inhibitions about the job go. There was no way the wildcat in my arms could be the same docile creature that I was charged with hunting. She was a wild woman and she was mine. We faded in and out of sleep throughout the night, waking up and making love slowly as the night moved into dawn. Exhausted, I finally rolled away from her, unable to take anymore, or so I thought. Just as I drifted to sleep, a shrill alarm started to sound, and I glared around the room in desperation to find the culprit.

“Why in the hell would you set an alarm for three in the morning?” I grumbled.

She smiled at me, her eyes still filled with lust and sleep. “Because when you run a bakery, you’ve got to be putting out food just as the rest of the world is waking up. You don’t think that coffee brews itself, do you?”

“I guess I didn’t think about that. Can’t you call in sick?” I asked.

She laughed, the sound warming my heart more than I wanted to admit. “I don’t think so. I only have two employees, and neither of them is a morning person. If I called Jen or Paul, they would probably still be drunk from last night.”

“Well, sane people do that, you know.”

“That was my plan last night, but you distracted me.”

“Is that a complaint or a compliment?”

“A compliment, definitely,” she whispered as her fingers trailed down my body.

Rosa was a tiger, and my manhood reacted to her tender touch at once. “Ready for another dose?”

She quickly pulled her hand away as the alarm sounded again. “Not this time, big boy. Some of us still work weekends.”

“Why not make an exception and open the place up just a little late?”

“No way,” she replied with a wink. “I need to get a shower, but you are more than welcome to stay as long as you want and catch up on some sleep.”

“Or I could join you in the shower and kill two birds with one stone.”

“Aren’t you clever? But I don’t think so. It would take me an hour just to get clean.”

I pulled her back into my arms, gently pinching her exposed nipple. “Maybe I don’t want you to be clean. Maybe I like it when you’re dirty.”

“Ha!” she said. “You might, but I’m sure my customers won’t appreciate it. Not when I’m the one handling their food.”

“I’ve got something you can handle.”

“Pervert,” she called out as she climbed from the bed.

I had no problems with the view as I watched her butt bounce as she jogged to the bathroom. That was all it took for me to make a decision. She wasn’t going to make it to work on time. I waited a few minutes until I heard the shower turn on before knocking on the door. She didn’t say anything, but when she opened the door covered in suds, I knew that she was just as ready for me as I was for her.

Using my cock as a leash, she tugged me into the bathroom, wrapping her free hand around my neck and crushing my lips to her own plump, swollen ones. She still tasted sweet like honeysuckle, enchanting and overpowering.

The water cascaded down over us as I dropped down to my knees in front of her. Her legs parted for me like the Garden of Eden as I ran my hand along the inside of her thighs. My thumbs pulled back her skin as I moved closer, wrapping my lips around her and carefully suckling. As I flicked my tongue, she shuddered in my grasp, her fingers weaving through my hair and crushing me against her.

I gave in to her desire and worked my mouth on her soaking wet crease until I felt her bud swell and she started to scream out my name. It was music to my ears as I pumped her to another orgasm. I couldn’t take the torture anymore as I stood up and pressed her against the shower wall. My cock found her body and without hesitation, I plunged into her. She screamed, her nipples rigid with pleasure as she pulled my hair. Like wild animals, we grunted and screamed together, Rosa’s nails finding every open piece of flesh and digging in. The painful pleasure was more than I could take as I felt my orgasm building once again. I couldn’t hold out another second. She was a tiger ready to pounce.

She wrapped her legs around my waist, pinning herself to me and riding my shaft like a rodeo cowboy keeping a gold title. She leaned forward and moaned, taking my neck in her teeth and sending a jolt of pain through my body. I loved every surprising second of it. To an outsider looking in, you’d never pin Rosa as a wild woman, yet there she was, taking control and driving me past the point of pleasure into a crippling state of addictive euphoria.

“You are fucking wild,” I groaned.

“Mmm, don’t tell me you don’t love it. You’re as much of a freak as I am.”

I thrust into her violently. “Are you complaining?”

She shook her head, leaning forward and taking my lower lip into her mouth as she suckled. I couldn’t talk anymore. I didn’t want to as we continued the thrill ride.

I contracted inside her, the climax pumping through my body and making my knees weak. With red hot pleasure, my load released inside her, the spurting liquid coating her walls and slickening the sensation even more. As she clenched down on me, I felt her body rock through yet another orgasm as mine continued to paralyze me with pleasure. I couldn’t move away from her—and I didn’t want to—as we stayed wrapped together with the now cold shower washing away all of our cares.

For several minutes, we stayed locked together until I felt Rosa shiver in my arms and my concern overpowered my sheer desire to be lodged inside her. Carefully, I set her down and turned off the water. Reaching around outside the shower, I grabbed the towel I’d seen hanging up earlier. It was a force of habit from my training. I took in my surroundings, looking for danger, potential weapons, and escape routes in any room that I went into.

Wrapping it around her, I carefully dried her off, taking special care of her perfect rear and plump breasts. She flushed red when I saw the desire start to take over again. I pinched her nipples between my towel-clad fingers but didn’t linger. We’d spent the better part of an hour in the shower, and she was going to be late for work. I had no regrets, though, and I doubted that she did either.

“You made me late for work,” she said with a frown as we stepped out.

“I’m sorry,” I said, faking remorse. “I know I shouldn’t have followed you in, but I couldn’t help myself. If you weren’t so damn good-looking, then it wouldn’t be a problem.”

Rosa rolled her eyes. “You need to get out before your flattery makes me even later.”

“Ha!” I pulled her close to me and kissed her neck tenderly. “Is that an option?”

She moaned softly before pushing me away. “Don’t even think about it.”

“When can I see you again?”

“You mean you haven’t had your fill yet?” she asked, a little surprised.

“Baby, I don’t know if I’m ever going to get enough of you. Can I pick you up after work?”

She nodded. “Don’t you have to go to work? You said you sometimes worked on Saturdays.”

I shook my head, the reality of our situation creeping back in and making me sad. She had no idea who I really was. She thought I worked in the city at a regular desk job, but that had been a lie. How could I have known just how hard I would fall for her? The thought of my missing and presumed dead sister raced through my mind, lighting a fire of anger inside me.

It was still possible that she was the one who’d sent my sister to her death. Rosa could be the one who had turned on her and fled from the family. If that were the case, I had no problem with using her for information and nothing more. Great sex aside, nothing would stop me from finding out what had happened to my dear sister, Shannon.

“I don’t work today,” I muttered as I tugged on my clothing. My mind was now racing. I had no idea which way was up and which was down. “I will pick you up after work.”

Without another word, I silently walked back through the house and down to my car. I didn’t take a steady breath again until I was back on the highway. My mind was locked in an epic battle with my heart, and I wasn’t sure who I wanted to win.