The Arrangement

Chapter 15

I’m alone in bed when I wake up. It’s ten to eleven, I better start getting ready or we will be late. I find Michael in the kitchen making coffee with only his boxers on. Damn, he looks really good. He looks up and smiles at me. All sort of emotions run through my body.

“Was coming to wake you.”

“You shouldn’t have let me sleep so late. We’re going to be late.”

He hands me a cup, standing in front of me, he takes a sip. His bare chest is making it very hard for me not to touch him.

“Maybe we should shower and get dressed then.”

“You can shower first.” I say looking up at him.

“You don’t want to shower with me?” He asks as I take a sip from my cup. Yes I do. I want to shower with you and do other things too.

“Well?” He asks.

“Okay.” I reply and he takes the cup from me.

We go into the bathroom and he turns the water on. My heart is beating so fast and I’m shaking a little. He pulls on the rope of my robe and it falls open a little. I’m completely naked underneath. He looks down at me, such desire in his eyes. I like the way he looks at me, he puts his hands on both my shoulders and slides the robe off, it pools at me feet. I’m standing naked in front of him and I don’t mind. He pulls his boxers off and gets in the shower then holds out his hand for me. I take it and climb into the shower. The warm water hits me. It feels so good, he moves closer to me, he kisses my neck and I put my head back on his chest. He puts his arm around my waist and pulls me to him; I can feel his erection against my back. I love that my body can do this to him. He presses the cloth to me and I jerk in surprise I hadn’t even noticed him putting body wash on it. He gently washes me; every touch heats my body red hot.

“I’d love nothing more than to make love to you again but you’re hurt.” He whispers.

Oh my. Again! I feel fine. He bends to wash my legs and then moves up, he pauses and then gently washes me there. It stings a little. That’s what he meant but it still feels amazing. I like it when he touches me and the way my body responds.

I didn’t think that I was missing anything so it didn’t bother me when everyone else was doing it.

“All cleaned up.” He breathes.

“Then I better start getting ready.” I say my breathing unsteady.

“Sounds like a good idea otherwise we might stay here.”

I giggle and he wraps his arms around me, “I love it when you giggle.”

I’ve changed my bandage. The pain in my body has subsided and the marks on my arms are gone, I pull on a dress, it is white with red flowers on it, I’m busy blow drying my hair when Michael enters the room, his only got the towel around his waist, I watch him move around through the mirror, he drops his towel and I look everywhere but at him.

I can’t help myself I sneak a peak at him through the mirror, I don’t think he knows I’m watching him, it feels wrong and at the same time extremely arousing. I watch his back muscles flex as he pulls on his boxers, then his jeans. He bends and picks up the towel and my eyes dart away trying to concentrate on my hair. Out of the corner of my eyes I see him making his way to me.

“Enjoying the show?” He whispers in my ear and locks eyes with me in the mirror.

“Yes, very much.” I reply no point in lying, I’ve been caught.

He grins. That sends all kind of desire through me.

“I like your dress.”

“Thank you.” I manage.

“Can’t wait to take it off of you.” He kisses my cheek and disappears.

Oh my goodness!

I’ve finished with my hair and put on a little mascara and eyeliner. Then I walk over to the bed and pull the sheets off. I see some blood and I panic. I rip them off as fast as I can. Pain shoots up my side. Oh s**t! Dammit! I breathe and it goes away.

Michael comes back into the room.

“Need some help?”

“No thank you.” I blush.

He pulls his shirt on and stands behind me, he puts his hands on my shoulders and with his fingertips he runs them down my arms, his touch sends sparks through my body.

“I can’t stop touching you.” He says kissing the back of my head. I don’t want him to ever stop touching me. I can’t believe it happened. He wants me.