Page 37 of Anarchy Chained: Alpha Thomas

Who am I kidding? I’m totally gonna fuck her.

I step in beside her, letting her have the water first. She closes her eyes and wets her hair, letting the water stream down her face. The heat takes the rest of her gray pallor away, flushing her cheeks with pink, and she looks a hundred times better immediately.

When she’s wet, she steps out of the shower stream and I take her place.

I cannot stop the grin as she watches me. I’m a nice specimen of a man. No one can deny that. My body is hard and lean. My shoulders broad and strong.

She doesn’t even try to stop her stare.

“We would make a great couple, Sadie.”

“Couple,” she says with a frown. “I thought you said team?”

“Same thing,” I reply, picking up the soap and washing my arms. She misses nothing as I drag the bar up and down my muscles, leaving behind a froth of bubbles. “I’d rather be washing you, but…” I shrug. “I said I wasn’t gonna fuck you if you don’t want me to, and if I got my hands on those breasts of yours, I don’t know if I could stop myself.”

I think she wants me. Pretty bad. But she’s not giving in that easy. And I’m not going to take that decision away from her. I want her to work for it, anyway. I might even want her to beg. Beg me to fuck her. To squeeze those tits. To push my cock deep inside her pussy until she screams my name. I want her to open her legs for me of her own volition. I want her to place her hands on the top of my head and guide my mouth to her clit. I want her to say, Lick me, Thomas.

“You’re hard,” she says.

“I’m thinking about you,” I say, reaching for my growing cock. I fist it, squeeze it hard as I move my palm up and down my shaft. Masturbating in front of her.

Ten minutes ago, this was not even in the realm of possible outcomes. But she likes to submit, I realize. She will let me lead her along. She wants me to fuck her and she wants me to make her say yes.

But I won’t. I want her to give in.

“You can touch yourself,” I say. “I’d love to watch that.”

Her mouth parts in surprise. Her nipples bunch up before my eyes and I realize she’s probably cold. “You want the water?” I ask.

She nods. Stays silent.

That’s her default setting, I realize. Silent.

I move out of the water and let her take my place. I lean back and watch her as she reaches for shampoo. I am mesmerized as she lathers up her hair. My hand is still on my cock. My breath is coming quicker. Louder.

“Touch yourself,” I say. “And not your hair.”

She bites her lip and shakes her head no.

“I’ll come without you. I can come right now.”

“Go ahead,” she says, her words barely audible over the sound of the water. “I’m not playing this game with you.”

“I’m not playing a game. I’m just enjoying the view. You are as well. But you’re just a bundle of inhibitions and reasons to say no. Which makes no sense because we both know you want to say yes.”

She turns her back to me and rinses the shampoo from her hair.

I stare at her ass. The hourglass shape of her body. Who knew underneath Phil’s work shirt she had a body like this?

It’s definitely a nice surprise, but not the reason I’ve decided to keep this girl for myself.

When she turns around again, she has the conditioner. She massages it into her long locks. Eyes on my eyes. Not my dick, which is where they should be. But slow progress is still progress.

She rinses that too. I lean back against the cold tile wall. Pressing my back against it. Tilting my head and letting my eyelids fall to half-mast as I continue to masturbate.

When she turns around and drags the soap over her breasts, I pump harder. Her nipples are all bunched up into peaks. I want to suck them. I want to twist them between my fingertips. My hand on my cock makes a slapping sound in the echo chamber of the shower stall. I begin to grunt a little. She can’t help herself now. She stares openly at my erotic display.

Her soapy hand creeps down her abdomen. I almost die waiting for it to slip between her legs. And she makes me wait for it too. Teases me as she lathers the lower part of her belly. Coming so close to that little sweet spot between her legs, I have to close my eyes for a moment.