Delicate

chapter eighteen

ELLAS POV

"Come on Princess, let's get you cleaned up".

Rafe turns on the shower water, and gets a hand towel all wet. "Why're you so far away? Don't act like you're scared of me or something" he says, gesturing for me to come closer. He runs the towel all over my stomach, cleaning up the dried up residue. The steam begins to rise and the glass becomes foggy. "Are we getting in or what?" I say. Reaching out my hand for Rafe the same way he did for me earlier. "One sec Princess" he says. He grabs a remote and presses two buttons. Immediately the shower lights up red, and music begins blasting. "Where is that coming from?" I ask with wonder in my voice. "Led lights and speakers" he says like I'm stupid. "You're acting like you've never seen them before. It's not that cool. Come on get in the shower". He sounds so demanding, agitated almost... Did I do something wrong to make him mad?

I follow him into the shower, and immediately he begins grinding on me to the beat of the music. I let the water run all over me, and begin swaying my hips to match his rhythm.

"God you're so sexy when you dance" he groans. "You haven't seen anything yet" I say, smirking. "Well I wanna see it, all of it. Dance like a stripper for me babygirl. Be my little slut". "I'll be anything you want me to be" I say, tiptoeing and kissing him. He grabs my chin, and tilts my head up. "You better not for anyone but me yeah?" "Yeah of course Rafe" I say.

I squirt some soap into my hands and begin rubbing it all over Rafe's body, gliding my body down to the floor as I do so. I place my hands on the ground, and slowly shake my ass in a circle, making sure it touches his skin. "What the fuck was that sexy downward dog? Because if it is, please fucking do it again". "Huh?" I say laughing. "I've always had a thing for gymnastics especially since I've started sleeping with lots of girls".

'Sleeping with lots of girls?' I mean I know he did, but that's stopped now right?

"You like gymnastics huh? Well I am pretty flexible..." "Imma remember that Princess. Now keep dancing". I give him a snarky smile, and

I let the music take control and move my body to its beat, my hips swaying up and down and in a circle, my hands transitioning from high up in the air, and caressing my soaked body. Rafe's eyes follow my breasts as they bounce up and down, staring at me like a starved animal ready to pounce. "Got a question for you Princess" he says with an evil looking grin. "Shoot Cameron" I say, continuing to sway under the steaming hot water. "Where are you the most wet?" "How bout you come see for yourself?" I smirk. "Oh I will" he says, aggressively grabbing my waist and pulling me close to him. I practically melt under his touch, somehow shivering even though the water practically burns me.

He lathers his hands with soap and touches every inch of me, squeezing and rubbing my skin. He massages my hair, and continues to rub me like a lamp for twenty minutes. The water's barely warm anymore. "Okay Rafe, we're clean, do you think we should dry off now?". He puts a hand to my cheek, and uses his finger to brush a water droplet from my eye. Butterflies swarm my stomach, he seems so tender, so gentle, it's weird.

"The only way you're getting me out of here, is if I get to fuck you again". "Please Rafe! I'm freezing!" He grabs my waist and pulls me close, my back facing him, his arms wrapping around my stomach. "Does that warm you up?" he whispers in my ear.

"Yesss, but I'd be warmer in your bed". "Well well well, Ella Claire Routledge is desperate to get me into bed again". "You know we can actually be around each other without fucking right? Like this thing called quality time?" "Sounds boring, Let's dry you off, and get you all dirty again" he says, stepping out of the shower and beginning to dry himself off.

"Seriously Rafe! I'm starting to feel like you wanted to 'date' me just for guaranteed sex..." "Well... Just kidding! Okay fine, let's have some 'quality time'". he extends his hand and wraps me in a towel once I grab it. He slides the bathroom door open, and walks over to his dresser. He begins pulling out clothes, and getting dressed. "Cmon Princess". "Rafe, I don't have any clothes, and It's too late for me to sneak back to my room". "So stay naked then" he says smirking. "You look better like that anyways". "Cut it out". "Okay fine, wear the lingerie". "Uh no, that will tempt you too much".