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Chapter 7

Ican't stop thinking about Shuvo. I can still smell him on my skin as I push open the doors to the communal room I share with the other girls. I can still feel him between my legs as I let my robe fall to the floor and head straight for the swirling warmth of the tub. I pause at the edge, and my stomach twists at the idea of washing him from my skin, but the sooner I get it over with, the better.

It was a single night, I remind myself, as I step down into the churning tub. Nothing more. I'll likely never see him again.

Except in my memories.

With my back resting against the smooth tile, I close my eyes and… and it's almost as if he's with me again. His large body looming over me. Surrounding me.

The sea salt tinge of his scent tickling my nostrils is so strong that I open my eyes, half expecting to see him looking down at me. His black eyes would reflect the bright light of the room as he runs his large hands over my skin.

Sinking lower into the pool, I let out a shaky breath as tendrils of steam curl up from the heated water to lick their way up my neck and caress the sides of my face. Even the water vapor has started to smell like his saltwater and sunshine scent, and my skin pebbles at the memory of the night we spent.

The steam caresses my bared shoulders, and when the light touches dip below the water, I tell myself it's all in my mind. I'm just replaying the way he touched me as my chin tilts back and I hum when warm water swirls and cups my breasts. My nipples bead to stiff tips when imaginary fingers pinch and roll them. The swirling water circles over my stomach, inching lower and lower until heat collects between my legs.

My breath hitches, and I ease my knees apart when the swirling heat intensifies. I dig my fingers into the ledge I'm sitting on as water ripples through my quivering lips and dances around my clit, teasing me until my breath is hissing in and out of my lungs, reminding me how his mouth felt.

It's not hard to imagine his tongue lapping through my slick folds to tease my aching entrance. I barely hold back a moan as more swirling water circles my legs. Like a pair of arms holding me open for the intimate onslaught.

My hands clench, and then I can't take it anymore. I slide my fingers over my mound to circle my throbbing clit. At the first swipe across the tight bud, my breath leaves my lungs in a rush.

Yes!

I imagine it's Shuvo's deep, breathy voice in my ear as more swirling heat collects between my legs. Shuvo's hand cupping mine and directing my fingers to bring me closer and closer to my peak.

Christ, it feels so good. I wish it really was Shuvo touching me.

I'm conflicted, wanting to push myself over the edge hard and fast, or should I draw out the fluttering feeling until I splinter apart? Water continues to swirl around my clit when my fingers move circle my entrance. I'm a little sore, but it doesn't stop me from dipping one and then two fingers inside.

Another hiss of air slips from between my teeth as I plunge my fingers and in and out of my channel, my hips lifting to meet each thrust. When my walls begin to flutter, I curl my fingers up, searching for that spot that guarantees a satisfying orgasm.

Ah, yes.

My hips are rocking in time with my fingers, and my other hand is pinching my nipple as I lose myself to the endorphins quickly flooding my system as I recall our night together.

Come for me, my Nita.

How many times did he whisper those words in my ear, demanding I do just that? And every time, I did what he asked. Just like now. My head falls back, and I swallow his whimpered name as my body tenses and then ripples around my fingers.

So beautiful when you come for me.

As I float, I imagine the press of warm lips against my sweaty temple as steamy tendrils caress the side of my face. Before I've thoroughly basked in the afterglow, I drag myself from the tub and over to my nook.

"So, you spend the whole night with your client and still need to get yourself off? That means it was either terribly disappointing or…"

I finish pulling the shirt I left at the end of my bed over my head, and my eyes flick to where Cybele is leaning in the doorway. "It was or. Definitely or."

"Tell me everything." Her large blue eyes sparkle, and her lips spread into a wide grin as she hops over to sit down next to me.

A breathy laugh escapes as I pull on a pair of lightweight pants and then fall back across my bed. Where do I start?

"He was…" I turn my head to look over at where she's grinning at me. "I think he might have ruined me for all men."

Cybele's grin abruptly fades. "Oh, Nita."

Tears well in my eyes, and I give the ceiling a watery laugh. Shit. I'm never going to see him again, but at least I'll have the memories of our time together.

"Maybe he'll come back?" Cybele offers.

I smile sadly at her but shake my head. There's no sense getting my hopes up.

"No. This was it." I take a deep breath. I'm not sure who I'm trying to convince when I add, "It's alright."

Cybele lets out a startled yip, and I lift my head just in time to watch Shuvo finish solidifying from mist right in front of me.

"What? How—? What?" My heart kicks hard in my chest as I push myself upright.

He smirks at me, unfazed that I just watched him appear out of thin air. Then I feel my cheeks grow hot, because… Did he see what I did only moments ago?

My eyes flick to the pool and then back at him, and his smirk gets smirkier. Yeah. He did. And I have a feeling he had a hand in that orgasm I gave myself too.

Shuvo steps into my little nook and grabs hold of my fingers. Without saying a word, he tugs me to my feet and begins pulling me across the room.

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