Page 11 of Spike (Iron Thunder MC 5)
My eyes flew open. I realized I was touching myself.
I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. What was going on with me? Why couldn’t I behave myself around this guy? I wrapped a towel around my hair to dry it and then put on the robe I’d carried with me.
Spike was nowhere in sight and I guessed he had left the room already.No, he hadn’t left.
When I stepped out of the bathroom, I gasped in surprise when I saw him standing near the window, looking out.
I’d put my lingerie back on but was now in nothing but the robe as a cover-up.
“I thought you were gone.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Sabrina. I have been hired to do a job and I’m going to do it.”
The way he watched me with his narrowed brown eyes, his face unmoving like a rock, made me want to test him. Push him to his limits.
“Okay, well, I’m going to sleep,” I hissed and pulled my robe apart. It fell to the ground around my ankles. I was back to being in nothing but my lingerie.
Spike’s eyes roamed over me. There was no way a hot-blooded male could resist looking. He had to look.
I stood in front of him with my breasts thrust out proudly, hands on my hips. I should have felt self-conscious, nervous of him seeing me basically naked…especially since he had an athlete’s muscular body. The perfect male body.
But the way he looked at me was a reminder that he thought I was sexy. As much as he wanted to hide it, it was pretty obvious to me.
Now Spike clenched his jaws, as if suddenly he was very annoyed.
“You should cover yourself up,” he grunted. My eyes grew wide. This was exactly the sort of thing I was hoping he would say.
“Excuse me? Did you just ask me to cover up?” I snarled.
“Yes, that is what I said.” Spike met my eyes. He wasn’t trying to hide that I turned him on. I wanted his hands all over my body too. Those big warm hands. His hands.
“Should I remind you where you are? My house, my schedule, my room. I don’t need your opinion on what I should wear in the privacy of my own room.”
Spike crossed his arms over his chest. I could see I was getting under his skin. He was either going to lose his temper or he was going to grab me and kiss me. I was hoping for the latter.
The more I was alone with him, the more desperate I was to find out what it would feel like to have him inside me.
I was expecting him to say something. To fight me on this. Would he complain to my father?
Instead, he just replied with, “Fair enough.”
My jaw almost dropped to the floor.
“Yeah, you should probably get some sleep. Rest up,” he added. Was it a command? Sounded like it was. He was telling me what to do.
I licked my lips, expecting him to elaborate but he didn’t. So I just walked over to my bed and sat down on the edge. Spike continued watching me, commanding me with his eyes.
I flipped over the sheets and slid in, dragging my feet along the coolness of the sheets.
“Good girl,” he said and now he was grinning again. He got me to do exactly what he wanted. Just when I was about to ask him what he was going to do next, Spike walked over to my side of the bed and stood over me with his watchful eyes.
My heart was racing in my chest. I wanted him with a fiery passion. I could feel the wetness between my legs already. I wanted him to bend over me and take me right now. Couldn’t he see the way my face was glowing with desire?“Look, Sabrina, I want to come clean with you here,” he said in a low guttural voice.
I felt like a child, tucked in under the covers, watching him with my big, rounded eyes as he stooped over me, his broad muscular shoulders rising and falling.
“It might be a rough ride for us. It won’t be easy,” he said. I gulped. There was a lump in my throat and it wasn’t going anywhere.
“You don’t want me here and I don’t want to be here, but I had no choice but to take this job, and you have no choice but to bear with me. Right?”
I peered into his eyes. He was studying my face closely. Even though he wanted my body, I saw elements of something else in his gaze. Like he didn’t like where I came from. Maybe he didn’t like Daddy either. So what was he doing here?
“I guess I don’t have the full picture, but you may be right.”
“I know I am. So, we can get through this by cooperating with each other or you can try and make things difficult for me, but we both know I will eventually get what I want.”
