Andre did what he could to stay busy. To keep his mind off of Sonia. But it wasn't working. He washed a load of dirty laundry down in the basement. He double-checked the backup generator. He even got the snow blowers and shovels ready just in case the snow piled up faster than was predicted. He tried to stay away from the corner of the cabin where her room was located, but her signature scent was everywhere. Sonia had always smelled of sweet coconuts. He wasn't sure if it was her shower gel or her shampoo, but the smell was driving him to the edge.

When Andre did venture back up to the main level, he noticed the bathroom mirrors were fogged up. She had taken a shower. Her door was closed and very little light escaped. She must have turned in for the night because she wasn't moving around anymore.

Earlier, he knew she'd been in there talking with her dad. To keep from butting in on any private conversations by inadvertently using his keen sense of hearing, he'd gone down to the basement. Now she was inside her room as quiet as a mouse. Probably knocked out. He didn't blame her. She needed the rest after the long drive from Cincinnati.

Content that Sonia was finally comfortable and the cabin was secure for the snow storm, he locked the doors, grabbed a fresh towel and his bath soap and headed into the bathroom for a hot shower.

The tiles and floor were still slightly damp from when Sonia was there. The moment he turned on the hot water and jumped inside, he was hit with Sonia's scent again. This time, his body responded. His cock twitched and his balls tightened painfully. Even after smoothing the soapy sponge over his body, it did nothing to calm the sexual tension shooting straight down through him…out of nowhere, like a freight train.

Andre couldn't remember the last time he'd had an orgasm. Working sixteen hour days and then going home to take a nap, only to get up and do it all over again was what that did to him. But it's what kept him busy. It's what kept his mind occupied, his pockets fat, and his big appetite sated. He simply hadn't had time to think about women in the way he now thought about Sonia. Or maybe no other woman affected him like Sonia did.

Before Andre knew what was happening, his cock was at full attention. He reached down to grip his erection. The creamy soap created thick tension between his grip and his rock-hard shaft. He pumped up and down in even thrusts until his cock stretched to its full length.

Andre immersed himself under the spray of the shower. The streams were now lukewarm, but he didn't care. All he sought was release. As he let his eyelids flutter shut, he thought of Sonia and her sexy body. He even imagined her here in the shower, letting the water spill across her flesh. Her breasts. Her belly. Her luscious ass.

He wondered if her pussy was tight and wet. Did she like being fucked or was she still a virgin? Was she a screamer or did she hold it all inside?

Andre's orgasm surged through him without warning and semen shot from him onto the shower wall and on the floor. There was so much of it…so much pent up tension that his climax lasted longer than usual. His legs gave out before his pumping fists did, and he leaned back against the cold tiles until there was nothing left.

Wasted of energy, he took a moment to catch his breath and then rinsed the evidence of his masturbation session away.

After shutting of the water, Andre made a mental note to check the hot water heater down in the basement and maybe turn it up a notch since they were both staying here. He mopped the towel down his body and then grabbed his running pants off the floor and started to head off to his room.

As he walked out into the main hallway, he caught a flash of long shapely legs coming to a stop around the corner.

It was Sonia standing there with a glass of water and an apple.

"Oh." Her pretty eyes were wide and she looked surprised as she stood there frozen in the middle of the hallway.

Andre hadn't realized that he was bucked-ass naked until he followed her gaze all the way down to his cock. He was still aroused and his semi-erection hung low and heavy between his legs.

"I…" she breathed.

"Sorry. I'm not used to the company," he said.

She covered her eyes. "Oh my God.”

Andre watched as she slid past him in a little tee that barely covered her belly. She wore pajama bottoms that came to mid-calf, but they were fitted to her shapely behind. As she scampered by, all he could manage to look at was her ass.

"I was just going to ask you what you liked to eat for breakfast in the morning," she said. "I didn't know you'd come out of the shower naked."

Sonia licked her pretty little lips and Andre's cock began to rise again.

"I thought that's what people do. Go in the shower naked…and come out naked."

He grinned when her face flushed red. He didn't know what it was, but he enjoyed seeing her reactions to everything.

After sneaking another hungry look at his cock, she tore her gaze away.

"I'll just make hash browns with the potatoes you pulled from the ground," she said, backing up toward her bedroom door.

"Sounds good to me. But you know I'll eat just about whatever you hand me," he said.

"Yeah, of course…" she said, breathlessly, turning the doorknob.

"Do you need anything else?" Andre asked, trying to decide if he should conceal his erection. She seemed to be enjoying the view since her eyes kept darting back and forth over it.

"You, um…it looks like you wanna touch it or something," he added.

She gasped in shock. "I do not."

Andre didn't have to use his wolf senses to confirm that she was lying.

"It's not like I've never seen a man with a hard-on before," she added turning and pushing herself into the room.

She closed the door firmly behind her.

Andre walked all the way to his room grinning. Now he remembered what it was he enjoyed most—teasing her.

But why did it feel like she'd somehow turned the tables on him? After all, he was the one with the raging hard-on…