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“I’m taking a shower.  Then we’ll
walk down to that market together, okay?”
     
    *
     
    I
stood outside of the running water.  Vince was in there.  Grow some balls,
Rachel!
     
    Fuck
it.
     
    I
stripped out of my red nightgown and shimmied out of my thong.  Now or never .
     
    I
slowly pulled back the shower curtain and positioned myself behind him, placing
my hands on his hips.
     
    “Jesus,
Rachel!  You scared the shit out of me.”  He let out a short laugh and turned
to face me.  “What are you doing?”
     
    “I
needed you.”
     
    His
stomach tensed.  “You needed me?”  His dimple appeared.
     
    “I
want you.”
     
    This
was it.  I had to show him.  I wasn’t conflicted this time.  I pushed up
on my toes and curled my arms around his neck, pushing my lips to his.  He was
holding back.  He didn’t push me away, but he wasn’t exactly reciprocating. 
His hands barely gripped my hips.  Turn on your lady charms, Stephens.  
I ran the tip of my tongue across his bottom lip and dragged it to the
underside of his jaw, trailing my hands down his chest. 
     
    He
was growing.  Fast .
     
    “Do
you want me ?”  I tried to use my best seductress voice.  If this
didn’t work, I was going to have to move out of state.
     
    “You know I want you.  I have never wanted anyone so much in my entire
life.”  He lifted his arm and pulled my short hair at the nape of my neck,
craning my head back.  “Let’s go.”
     
    Wait,
what?  Where were we going?
     
    “What?”
     
    “Out
of here.  I can’t fuck you in this shower.  I’m taking my time today, woman.” 
He turned the knobs and smacked me on my backside.  “Now.”
     
    Okay,
okay.
     
    He
picked me up over his shoulder and tossed me onto the bed.  I let out a
squeal.  Already, I was acting like an idiot and he hadn’t even stuck it in.
     
    He
crawled in on top of me and grabbed me by the back of my knees, pulling me with
a hard, swift motion towards him.  Dear Lord.
     
    “What
do you want , Rachel?”
     
    “You,”
I breathed.
     
    “What
do you want , Rachel?”
     
    Um…
I was confused now.
     
    “What
do you mean?”
     
    “Tell
me how you want me to fuck you.”  He rubbed up and down the front of my thighs
methodically.
    “Do
you want me to take you this way?” 
     
    He
flipped me over onto my stomach.  Holy Mother of God.   “Do you want me
to take you this way?”  He ran his tongue across the ink on my back,
kneading the flesh around it with his fingers. 
     
    “What
do you want ?”
     
    I
was going to explode.  Just full-on split in half.
     
    I
wasn’t a master of the sex talk.  It embarrassed me.  Ryan wasn’t a talker and
he certainly wasn’t as bold as Vince was.  What was I supposed to say?
     
    I
turned my head to face him.  “I want you.  I don’t care how.”  There,
that’ll do.
     
    “I’m
not going to fuck you until you tell me how you like it.”  He growled in my
ear.  “Do you want it soft?”  He kissed the tops of my shoulder blades.  “Do
you want it harder ?”  It was official.  I was turned on .
     
    I
rolled over until I was on my back, propped up on my elbows, facing him.  “Like this .  And hard.”
     
    Who
was I?  Linda Lovelace?
     
    He
reached into the nightstand and tore a foil wrapper.  “We have got to
get you on the pill.”
     
    “I am on the pill.”
     
    “Are
you serious?  Then why did you use condoms?”
     
    “I
don’t know… they’re from before, I guess.”
     
    “Before when ?”
     
    “Before
I went on the pill, I think.”   Ugh, he needed to stop asking questions.  “Just…
I’m not doing that with you until I see a doctor’s note, friend.”
     
    He
grinned.  “I’ll make an appointment tomorrow then.”

Chapter
Eight
     
     
    I
think I had thigh burn.  And possibly tennis elbow.  Vince was insatiable.  I
just wanted some rest.  Yes, I wanted him yesterday.  Like… in a crazy way.  But now, I had