Last night was too much. I don’t know why, but I couldn’t get James out of my head. I fucking killed him. I shot him in cold blood, for fuck's sake. I should be more focused on the case. I should be more invested. But something about this house, something about her, is keeping me from wanting this to end.

It’s wrong. It’s fucked up. But somehow my focus has switched. I close my eyes and try to calm myself. This had to happen. I have to play the part. And I am. I’m playing it damn well.

After I left her asleep last night, I went back downstairs. I thought I handled it well, and I was right. They’re impressed more than anything else. Even Olivia is playing the part perfectly. She doesn’t even know it.

She’s doing so well, I think as the hot water from the shower flows down my body. She’s so fucking perfect. They saw her fear and anxiety and how she obeyed me regardless. And now she’s the perfect example of obedience. Well, other than her little outburst. I hope she got that shit out of her system.

I knew it would happen. I don’t blame her in the least. That’s why I chose last night to test her when I knew it would only be a few people. Close friends. Except for William. I could have done without him being there.

I know she’s on edge. She’s feeling trapped and uneasy. She’s practically walking on eggshells every time I bring her outside the bedroom. She doesn’t trust anyone else, but she sure as fuck trusts me. She just needs to let go and realize she doesn’t have to think about it so hard.

I’ll take care of her. All she needs to do is trust me. And she’s so close.

My heart pumps faster in my chest and my dick twitches as the water runs down my body. Punishing her was harder than I thought. I wanted to do so much more than deprive her. Every moan and twist of her body made me want to pound her tight pussy. But I haven’t taken it that far yet. I need to. They need to see it.

It’s much harder to resist her when she’s fully submitting to me. And she did that last night. Fuck, just the memory of it has my dick at full attention.

I open my eyes as I hear the door creak open and a breeze disturb the comforting heat around me. It closes quickly, and her bare feet patter against the floor.

“Angel?” My brows raise as I see her slowly walk toward the shower. I move the glass door open and watch as she lowers herself into the tiled floor. She’s completely naked. I took off her clothes last night and her collar. Everything needed to be cleaned after her punishment.

She looks so fragile and delicate.

My heart slows in my chest. This is new. It must have taken a lot for her to approach me. She's learning that she doesn't need to wait in order to things that would please me. That's a good sign. I wait for her to speak.

“Kade, I--” She clears her throat before looking up at me with wide eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry you were punished.” I keep my voice even and hard. I could see it in her eyes before I took her downstairs. She wasn’t sorry she tried to get away. She was sorry it didn’t work. I’m not sure she’d do it again though. I’m not positive either way, and that’s a problem.

She shakes her head. “I’m sorry,” she barely speaks; her voice is choked. Her small whimper breaks my heart. The need to ease her worries is strong. She needs me, almost as much as I need her.

“It’s over now, angel.”

“Can I--” her voice cuts off as her eyes dart to the ground then back up to mine. “Can I come in with you?” she asks with a small voice. She looks nervous and vulnerable.

This is the first time she’s initiated any interaction with me. I need to make sure I reward this behavior. She needs the comfort, too. She needs to know I’m not angry with her, and that she’s completely forgiven. And she is. There's nothing that truly needs to be forgiven. I don’t want her to worry. That would be detrimental for both of us.

I answer her question with a simple nod. “Come.”

She rises slowly and I open the door wider so she can walk in. She stands in the steam a moment. The hot water splashes against her feet as she hesitantly holds her hand out, testing the temperature. Without her body full immersed, her nipples begin to harden. She takes a small step forward, and her milky white skin turns pink with a beautiful flush from the heat.

My dick immediately starts hardening.

Her small hands rest at my hips, and she leans into me resting her head on my chest. I turn her slightly so the water runs along her back and into her hair.

I reach for the soap, and she turns to watch. “Can I wash you?” she asks.

She’s in such need, my poor, sweet angel. “You can.”

She eagerly pours a bit of soap into her hands and rubs them together to make a frothy bit of suds. I watch her face intently. She seems so serious, like she needs to do this perfectly. She’s scared still. I want to ease that fear. I place my hand on her lower back and pull her body close to mine.

My hard cock presses against her lower belly. She looks up through her thick lashes, with her plump lips parted and I give in.

I can't resist giving us what we both need.

I lower my lips to hers and push her back against the tiled wall.

Her back bows, and she pushes her breasts against my chest. Her mouth parts for me and she moans into my mouth. Her hands grip onto my shoulders, pulling me closer to her.

I grip her thighs in my hands and lift her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and digs her heels into my ass. With one hand on her ass and the other in her hair, I pull away from her and look down at her. She’s panting with half-lidded eyes.

There’s nothing but lust in her gorgeous eyes.

She wants me.

I leave open-mouthed kisses on her neck and rock my hard dick against her clit.

“Uh!” She lets out a strangled cry as I nip her neck. Her blunt fingernails dig into my shoulders. “Kade,” she whimpers. I kiss and suck and bit along her neck and up her jaw. I angle my hips so she’s steady against the wall, and move my hand to her breast.

I kiss her soft and gently as her breathing calms.

She fits perfectly in my hand. I roll her hardened peaks between my fingers and pinch.

“Ah!” she exclaims as she throws her head back, and I feel her pussy clench down on the side of my dick, nestled between her lips.

“Tell me you want me, angel,” I whisper into her ear. The sounds of the water splashing is loud, but she hears me.

Her hand settles on my jaw and she looks deep into my eyes. “I want you,” she breathes out quickly.

In one swift move, I push all of myself deep inside of her. Her body slams hard against the tile and her head falls forward, her forehead pressed to mine. Her mouth opens into a perfect O as she holds in a scream of pleasure.

I stay deep inside of her tight cunt as her pussy spasms around my dick.

A low rough groan is forced from my throat. She feels so fucking good. So hot and tight.

I give her a moment to adjust to my size and push my lips against hers. Her forehead is still pinched and her lips are hard at first, but she softens them. Her breathing picks up as I thrust my hips, pulling almost all the way out and then pushing all the way back in. I slide as deep as I can each time.

I force soft moans out of those plump lips with every pump. I fucking love the sounds she’s making.

I dip my tongue into her mouth and she eagerly kisses me back. I deepen the kiss as I pick up my pace, fucking her ruthlessly against the cold, hard wall. Yes! I struggle to stay in control. I've wanted her for so long.

Her moans and the sounds of the water streaming in the shower are the only things I can hear as I buck my hips against hers over and over. My spine tingles and my balls draw up, but I need her to cum with me.

I angle my hips so I’m pushing against her clit and thrust shallow pumps into her heat. She bites down on her lip and throws her head to the side. I fucking love the sight of her so vulnerable. So close to pleasure, yet it's a dangerous edge, letting go and allowing it to overpower her. She knows she’ll be shattered, and she’s fighting it. She has the urge to race to the end and be overwhelmed with the sensation of cumming with me, but also the desire to prevent it from happening altogether.

“Please,” she pushes the word out, and I cave into her desires.

I push harder and faster, and make sure each thrust hits her throbbing clit. I slam my dick into her all the way to the hilt and still deep inside of her as jets of hot cum leave me in waves. My spine tingles, and waves of pleasure flow through my body. I feel her body stiffen and her walls tighten, then the most beautiful sounds I've ever heard spill from her lips. Her head pushes against the wall as she cums violently. Her eyes are closed and I stare at her face, loving how fucking beautiful she is like this.

If I could keep this moment forever, I would. But this moment doesn’t belong to us. I gently kiss her full lips as the high of our lust dims.

I wish things were different. I wish she really was mine to keep. But she’s not.

I wish I could keep her forever, but I can’t.

My eyes slowly open and I stare at her gorgeous face. Her eyes are closed in complete rapture. I can try to keep her though. I have to try. I don't want to let her go.