Experiment #9

Chapter Seven: Come As You Are

Elijah couldn't believe what Lucas relayed to him. Quinn almost drowned thanks to Cairo and that had him fuming. Cairo was boisterous and loud, but he was cool and Elijah liked him. However, he did not like that he put Quinn in danger.

Elijah was lost in his own tipsy thoughts as he walked into the bathroom. It was the second time he had seen it and he was still taken away by its beauty, but he was more taken away by the beauty soaking in the tub.

"Hi Elijah." Quinn said with a soft smile. "Are you okay?" He asked, honestly concerned for her. She nodded her head before letting out a breath. "The bath helps with my anxiety." He nodded his head before heading into the toilet. When he was done, he found her with her head back and eyes closed.

He just took her in as he washed his hands. The swell of her breasts. Her dark, rich skin and pouty lips. She was a walking masterpiece. "You going to stare at me my entire bath?" Elijah chuckled lowly. "Sorry." She opened her eyes and stared at him as he dried his hands.

"This everything you thought it'd be?" Elijah asked as he leaned against the counter. Quinn thought on it. "I think it's more than I expected. The locale is exquisite and the people are nicer than I imagined. I'm having a good time. I can't complain."

He nodded his head before walking towards her and sitting on the edge of the tub. "I wish we didn't have to go on these random dates the first month. I already know who I want." Quinn smirked at him. "Is that right?" He nodded his head as he looked deeply into her eyes.

Quinn was feeling brazen. She was feeling sexy. The way Oliver and now Elijah looked at her was as though they were going to devour her. That kind of power was intoxicating. The water was warm, but it was getting late and she still needed to wash her hair.

Elijah gawked as Quinn stood in front of him. Bubbles and soap suds barely covered her nipples and core, but Elijah could see that her nipples were pierced and groaned.

He watched like a hawk as she got out and made her way into the shower. "Goodnight, Elijah." She sang before turning the water on and taking care of business.

"Fucking hell." Elijah groaned as he exited the bathroom to see Oliver exiting his room. "Were you just in the bathroom?" Oliver asked with a look. "Yes Sherlock. Can I help you?" Oliver frowned. "Quinn is in there." Elijah smirked as her soapy body came to mind. "Oh yes, I know."

Oliver folded his arms. "What are your intentions with her? We both know you're not here to be serious, so leave her be." Elijah feigned offense. "From my own brother!" Oliver rolled his eyes and headed downstairs.

Elijah made his way into his room and sighed. He needed to take a shower and definitely wanted to go in with Quinn, but he needed to be serious. He needed to play this right. It was obvious she was here to meet Mr. Right and though he didn't believe in that bullshit he did somewhat believe in her.

He was starting to trust the feelings he had for her even if the driving force for them was getting in between her thick thighs. For now, Elijah would play nice and do what was needed to get what he wanted.

Quinn found herself blow drying her hair and confirmed that she would curse Cairo out all day starting first thing in the morning. She didn't have the energy to straighten her hair and just threw her bonnet on her head.

As she exited the bathroom she wanted to squeal. Liam looked at her in the robe and bonnet and smiled. "I like your hat." She chuckled dryly. "It's a bonnet. For my hair." He nodded his head before looking her over.

"Did you want to talk?" She asked as she made her way to her room which was right next to his. "Sure." He followed her into her expansive room and took in the décor.