cover herself with the sheets. “I’m to have no company? No way to entertain myself?”
“Would you prefer me to leave one of the others here to break you in for me during the day so you are properly ready for my return this evening? Your holes are far too tight. They could use some stretching out,” he said, almost smiling.
Maura vigorously shook her head no then watched him shrug and leave.
Maura didn’t feel rested as she should, and she attributed it to Raker’s insatiable sex drive. Feeling that food would help her spirits, she walked through the suite and found the kitchen. He’d said there was food, but there wasn’t a huge variety to choose from. She finally settled on some sliced meat and cheese, nibbled at it until she felt satisfied, then had some water to wash it all down.
Having eaten, she decided to go back to bed and rest. She felt strange sleeping in his bed, smelling his scent all over the pillows. For a while, she resisted the pull of sleep, but finally succumbed. She didn’t know how long she slept, but when she finally awoke, she felt better and more alert than she had hours earlier.
She decided to take another shower, since he wasn’t there to stop her. The hot water felt wonderful on her sore muscles, and it was nice to wash her hair and the smell of sex o ff h er skin. She got out and wrapped up in a towel, having nothing else to wear. As much as he might want her to remain naked, it felt too odd to be in the buff all day. At least the towel afforded her some modesty.
Maura spent the day bored out of her mind. She was so starved for something to do, having explored the small space and finding nothing of interest—not even any books to read—that when Raker returned at the end of the day, she was actually glad to see him.
No wonder he grabbed her and fucked her with such single-minded determination. All he had in his life was fighting and killing.
“I thought I made it clear you were to be unclothed when I returned home?” he said, looking at her in the towel.
“I wouldn’t consider this clothing,” she said.
Maura quickly got up and stripped it off, wanting to avoid any punishment he might have planned on her. The moment the towel dropped to the floor, he seemed to view it as an invitation and pushed her onto the bed and took full advantage of her nakedness.
He grabbed her foot and rubbed the sole, bringing it up to his chest and caressing the pads of her toes. He looked down the length of her leg to her sex. She felt herself blush with his perusal. Without acknowledging the movement, she placed her hands over her groin.
His eyes darkened like thunder clouds. “Move your hand. I want to look at you.”
Reluctantly, she obeyed, and felt her skin flame to see the lust clouding his eyes. He moved closer, rubbing his rough palms down her thighs, climbing into the bed as he smoothed down the inside of her thigh to the crease that met in the middle.
“Why do you study me so?” she asked, feeling heat wash over her skin a t his continued inspection.
“I find myself fascinated by your parts,” he said simply. “Do you not enjoy looking upon me?” he asked, unbuttoning his pants and releasing his massive erection.
Truth be told, he had a gloriously masculine beauty about him. His cock was large, nestled in short black hair that did nothing but accentuate his assets. The lines of his stomach were so delineated that they formed a sharp v that led straight to his groin. Had she not been under duress and forced to be here with no other alternative, she would have found him immensely appealing.
“Ah. You like what you see. You just don’t care to admit it,” he murmured, bringing her foot up to his mouth to kiss the pads of her toes. She flinched at the intimate touch, then made a little gasp when he sucked her big toe into his mouth. The urge to kick him was great, but then he began an exploration of her toes with his mouth that she found strangely alluring. How odd that