Chapter 11:
Martha clutched the sheet to her & followed the trail of clothes through the penthouse from the master bedroom when she noticed Lionel's shirt near the dining room table. She held it close & breathed in the faint aroma of earthy spices & a scent that was all too uniquely Lionel. And she recalled the night they shared. She had never felt such passion from a man before; it was as if he was pouring his very soul into her with every touch, every kiss & ever movement of his strong body. It was a wonderful night. It could have been a better morning.
She dropped the sheet & put on the soft white collar shirt buttoning it up just enough for decency's sake.
How do I convince him that I wasn't trying to seduce him just to get my own way?
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Martha gave a short knock on the bathroom door and walked in, only to halt at the sight of the man before her. Lionel was standing under the shower head facing away from the door and he obviously hadn't heard her come in over the sound of the jetting water. The water cascaded over the top of his curly head and down across his broad shoulders, which were glistening with the combination of water and soap. Martha's gaze drifted downwards to his firmly muscled buttocks and froze.
Beautiful.
She unbuttoned the first few buttons and slid the shirt down her smooth body, opened the door to the shower & stepped in. Lionel froze and stood still. He barely breathed a sound as Martha wrapped her arms around his back and gripped his subtly muscled chest.
"Martha what are you doing?" Lionel breathed.
"I'm trying to prove that I more than just care for you. I would never be with a man unless they meant more to me than just a friend. Earlier you said you trusted me. Please trust me when I tell you that I want to explore our relationship, but we may not have the time. You're in danger and I want to be by your side today, tonight and if we are granted the time, even longer. Please don't leave me behind. Please believe in me the same way I believe in you. Stay with me."
Without another word, she began to turn him towards her, wrapped her arms around his waist and settled her head against his shoulder in a comforting hug.
"And you can't tell me any more than this? Do you know why I'm in danger?" Lionel questioned.
"I only know that you are in serious danger Lionel. And I know I'm afraid for you."
Martha shivered as a jet of cooling water went past Lionel's shoulder & sprayed down the nape of her neck.
"The water's getting cold."
And with that, Lionel turned off the shower & stepped out leaving Martha behind. A moment later he returned with two towels.
"Come here," Lionel requested as he raised his hand to help her out of the shower. He grabbed the first towel and gently began to dry her hair and massage her scalp. Once finished he grabbed the second towel and began to slowly, sensuously dry her off starting with her arms, legs, back and then to more sensitive areas. Martha all but purred at the attention that was being lavished upon her.
"Martha, there are things that we need to talk about. But first, I think you need warming up."
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TO BE CONTINUED ….