Saving Aurora

Chapter 17

Dexter

"In you go,” I tell her, gently patting her gorgeous ass. Aurorq steps into

the steaming shower and sighs audibly as the hot water hits her body.

Hopefully relaxing her.

I step in behind her and, palming her shapely hips, move her over from

where she’s hogging the spray.

“This feels so good,” she mutters to herself. I chuckle at her sighs of

pleasure. This woman is not only amazingly responsive, but also wonderfully

easy to please.

Perfect.

“All right, let’s get you cleaned up.” I take hold of the handheld sprayer and

direct the water at her dripping cunt. Aurora jumps back in shock and quickly

snatches the sprayer out of my hand.

“I can do it myself,” she snaps, momentarily surprising me by intentionally

directing the sprayer into my face.

I quickly recover and grab the sprayer back, grinning.

“Behave yourself,” I admonish, shaking my head, immensely enjoying the

obvious trust she has in me. I plan on building on that trust, on our relationship,

once we leave. Aurora may not realize this yet, but I have no plans to let her go.

She’s mine.

Grabbing the small washcloth I had brought into the shower with us, I wet

and soap it up.

Now spread your legs so I can see what I’m doing. I expect my women to

keep their cunts clean.”

“Why?” Aurora asks as she complies and widens her stance.

“I want to be able to eat you out whenever I f*****g want to,” I answer

truthfully, squatting down behind her and running the warm soapy washcloth

along the inside of her thighs.

Not all men enjoy giving oral s*x, but I find a woman is never more

vulnerable than when you have your mouth on their cunt. When you’re sucking,

licking, and nibbling on their sensitive flesh. I will admit, some women don’t

taste as good as others. Body chemistry and diet all factor into it. I could eat my

princess forever.

I feel Aurora relax under my ministrations. Gently parting the folds of her cunt

and wiping them with the cloth, I make sure she’s thoroughly cleaned.

Standing up, I brush her long hair aside and kiss the back of her neck.

“You’re all clean and good enough to eat.”

“I’m starving,” she admits softly.

“Don’t worry, Princess, I’ll feed you,” I promise her, stepping underneath the

spray to quickly rinse off. Aurora's eyes bore into my body as she stands there

adorably half-asleep and relaxed with pleasure. All I want to do is toss her into

bed and fall back asleep with her curled up safe in my arms.

Once we make it back to the hotel, I’ll order us both a large breakfast. While

she relaxes and has her fill, I’ll come up with a plan for getting her out of the

country.

Pounding on the bedroom door shakes me back into reality, and renewed

anger courses through me. I throw open the glass door of the shower, making it

rattle in the frame. I quickly grab a towel and wrap it around my waist, before

stomping back into the bedroom.

“What’s going on?” I hear Aurora nervous voice and rapid footsteps as she

follows.

The loud pounding on the door continues, followed by a heavily accented

voice calling out, “Mr., time up, you go now. Car outside take you to hotel.”

I throw open the door, and one of the house’s footmen jumps back, startled My time is up when I say it is,” I growl before slamming the door closed in

the little man’s face.

“What’s going on?” Aurora asks again, her voice cracking with obvious fright.

She runs over and grabs my wrist, gripping it tightly. “Please don’t leave me

here,” she begs with tears glistening in her eyes.

Wrapping my free hand around the back of her neck, I pull her roughly

forward, touching our foreheads together. I can feel her anxious breath coming

out in pants on my face. Anger at her fear swells through me