Page 109 of Merciless

She turns her head toward me, her hot breath fanning over my cheek. “Take a shower with me after breakfast.”

As she reinforces it with that seductive look of hers, I have to take a step back to get control. I wag my finger.

“Fine,” she grouses, pouting. “I’ll take a shower alone then.”

“You’re killing me, woman.”

She giggles as she turns from me and heads to the sink to grab a glass of water.

Watching her every slight move, I adjust my now rock-hard dick in my jeans, and take a breath, trying to calm down.

Ain’t a bad problem to have.

Not at all.