“Let me get this soap out of your hair,” I whispered as I pulled her head back onto my chest and let the warm water run down on both of us.
My hands moved through her hair and then down to her body as I worked to rinse all of the soap off of her. But the more I moved my hands on her wet skin, the more I needed to feel myself inside of her again. I couldn’t believe my body wanted to go another round; it wasn’t like me at all to feel unsatisfied, especially after the long night we had already had.
I didn’t exactly feel unsatisfied. I just couldn’t get enough of Roxanne. The moment we stopped making love, my body wanted more. My body wanted to be in bed making love to her non-stop. I felt like a teenager again, when your body just could come over and over again and there was no stopping it.
When I had finished rinsing all of the shampoo from Roxanne’s hair and body, I pressed her gently forward. Her hands pressed against the wall for stability as I let my body slide into hers.
Never could I have imagined we would have made love as much as we had that night. I wasn’t a spring chicken anymore, and I would normally have fallen asleep after one time with a woman. But everything was different with Roxanne. I wanted more time with her, I wanted to spend every moment we could together.
The warm shower water rained down on us as I thrust inside of her. Slowly at first, then I picked up the speed. Her moans were quiet this time, low primal moans as my body pressed right up against her g-spot.
“Let me make you come,” I whispered.
My fingers moved around to play with her clit as I continued to thrust inside of her. Harder and harder, our bodies plunged against each other until I felt her movements slow down and her fingers try to find a grip against the wall.
“Oh, fuck,” she moaned out as her body gave into another orgasm.
This time, her legs were weak as I felt my body coming with hers. She leaned back against me and allowed me access to her breasts as our bodies completed their final thrusts of ecstasy.
We were both exhausted and as we finished washing up, we made our way back to the bed. This time, we were intent on actually getting some sleep, though. I couldn’t remember when the last time was that either of us had slept through the whole night and that night wasn’t going to be the night of sleep we wanted, either. It was nearing the middle of the night, though, and if we could get our eyes closed soon, we could get a few hours of sleep.
“I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow,” Roxanne teased.
“It’s all right. You can stay here while we go out.”
“I’m not coming with you?”
“There’s no need to put you in danger, Roxanne.”
I felt her pull away from me at my words. I knew she wanted to be the hero and help rescue Ana, but the truth was that I didn’t want her anywhere near Stephano again. If he saw her there, then he would know something was going on. But if we showed up with PJ and just sold her to them and tried to make friends, that would be our best bet.
“Goodnight,” Roxanne said sweetly as she kissed me and tucked her body next to mine.
“Goodnight, Roxanne.”
I knew she wanted to help more with Ana’s case, but after she had been strangled, I just couldn’t risk having her anywhere near the drama that was about to unfold. We were going to be dealing directly with Stephano and none of us knew what he was thinking about Roxanne. She was too much of a wild card and would have to stay back at the hotel.
She wasn’t going to like it and I felt her pull away from me as we talked. But Roxanne definitely wasn’t going to be anywhere near Stephano if I had anything to say about it.
I made sure to set an alarm so I would be able to wake up in the morning. After the night we had just had, there was no way I was going to want to get out of bed when the sun rose. I was exhausted and I could tell Roxanne was, too.
Typically, I didn’t have problems getting out of bed in the morning. In fact, I loved mornings. I liked to make a healthy breakfast or grab one when I was on the road. Often, I would workout before breakfast – and sometimes after. During this particular assignment, I hadn’t had much time for workouts, but I figured our night of sex had been plenty of exercise for the day.
Sleeping with Roxanne had started to become a regular and comfortable thing. I didn’t care where her hands went now and instead I was able to sleep like a rock throughout the night. I liked having her in bed with me. It made me feel like life was normal. Not much about my life had been normal in the last few years, so I relished the idea that Roxanne and I might be able to put something together that seemed normal.
When morning came, I certainly wasn’t rested because we had been up most of the night, but I felt ready to take on the day. I knew the day was going to be long, but that was all right. We had a plan and we were going to execute it like the professionals we were. At least I could count on Nate and PJ to do a great job.
Both of them came from the same world I did. They knew what it took to deal with a situation like we were going into. I was confident if we worked together as a team, we would be successful when the day was done. And that was all that mattered – bringing Ana home safe and sound and letting Jordan take care of her.
We needed to eat and meet up with Chase, Nate, and PJ. Roxanne could stay at the hotel with Jordan while the rest of us figured out a way to meet up with Stephano. If all went right, we could end up with Ana in our custody by the end of the day.
“Hey, let’s go grab some breakfast,” I said as I tried to peel my eyes open after turning off my alarm.
But as I turned over in the bed, I realized that Roxanne wasn’t there. It was her hotel room, so she had to be around somewhere. But my gut had that horrible feeling that it sometimes got, and I jumped up out of bed to check and see if she was in the bathroom.
I knocked on the bathroom door, but when there was no answer there, I opened it up to look for her. Unfortunately, she was nowhere to be found. I looked around to see if I could find a note or anything from her and I didn’t see a thing. My stomach was in knots as I tried to figure out where she could have gone.
Roxanne hadn’t been all that happy with me because I said she didn’t have to come with us to Stephano’s. Perhaps she had gone downstairs for breakfast without me, I thought as I got dressed and made my way back to my room.