Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 129



Chapter 129

Chapter 129


Chapter 129 I’m not about to rollout commando. “I have a better idea,” I tell him. “You grab them from my room or you wave your designer-clothes-fairy-wand and make some new ones appear for me.” He barks out a laugh. It is kind of funny. But really, if he could find all those gowns then I’m thinking he can chase down a clean pair of underwear. We enter his suite and I stop short. It’s ginormous. And glamorous to the nth degree. I whistle. “And you kept me cooped up on Rathborn packlands for years…” He looks around as if seeing this place through different eyes. “It’s a place to sleep.” Okay, so the ambiance doesn’t faze him. But something tells me if I tried to get him to overnight at a two star hotel, he wouldn’t be so oblivious to his surroundings. “I’m going to grab a shower,” I tell him. Aaron looks at his watch. “I’ll be back.” “Where are you going?”


His mou th curves up on one side. “Didn’t you just hand me a shopping list, honey?”


Oh. He’s actually going to do it!? “Aaron, you don’t have to spend money. Seriously. I can grab clothes from my room. It’s an elevator ride away.” But he’s already backing out of the suite. “I like tearing clothes off you, who knows maybe I’ll like getting you dressed for a change.” With that he leaves with one sinful wink. And on that note…I’m pretty sure these panties are shot. I take a minute. I wring my hands as I pace around all the rooms in this monstrously big suite. I’m pretty sure this is several thousand square feet. What am I doing here? Going on a date-with my husband. My stomach flutters nervously. He wants me back. He’s not giving up. But how much of that is for what I am and what I represent? Is any of his I affection actually for me? There is so much bad blood between us and yet… there are moments. Like this one. When he’s a different man entirely. There are several bedrooms and bathrooms in this glamorous suite, and I pick one with biggest shower. Everything is wh ite marble and the space reminds me of a spa.


I take my time in the shower. My body is stimulated from several different showerheads and jets, and steam rises from the exquisite heat. I run my hands through my hair, along my skin. The liquid soap slickens everything and feels pretty amazing when I wash my legs and chest. My breasts are heavy and the nipples tight. I think of Aaron, imagining him squeezing them, tugging at the tips with his lips and teeth. Then I mimic the motion with my own hands. Gods, that feels good. I’m pretty sure I’ve been wet since the moment Aaron arrived in the lobby of Roberts Corp and it’s been weeks since I’ve been alone or found any release. As the thought forms, I already know what I’m going to do. I close my eyes and glide my amy hands across my chest, pinching my nipples and tugging at the tips until I feel that answering pulse between my legs. I tease myself, letting the water beat down on my breasts, moving so that one showerhead aims between my legs. Oh yes. I imagine it’s Aaron’s mou th there. His hands on my nipples. His body about to consume mine and leave me mindless with bliss.


I keep up the motion on my breasts with one hand and let the other drift down E between my τпigns. It’s my body. I know how to touch myself. What rhythm and pressure will get me there fastest. It’s never as good as when Aaron does it. But I can pretend. My fingers circle my clit, before dipping in to draw my own wetness back out. I bite my lip to hold back a moan. I’m so turned on. I wish Aaron was here with me now. In this shower. F**king me up against the glass until I can’t stand, much less think. The fantasy has my legs trembling and I redouble my efforts. I open my eyes and he’s here. In the bathroom. Arms crossed leaning against the wall. His eyes glow wildly as he watches. He’s been watching me! He stalks toward the shower. “Don’t stop on account of me…”


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