The Arrangement (unenhanced Edition) by AnnaRCase (good novels to read TXT) 📕

Even though Amberleigh had lost count of the number of naked men she’d seen thus far in her life, seeing Leo in all his naked glory still stopped her in her tracks and brought a flood of heat to her cheeks. You knew this situation was bad, when the chef recovered quicker than the whore did, with an easy grin as he grabbed his towel off the bench.

Yeah, he had no reason to be ashamed about, because holy fuck, that boy was ripped in all the right fuckin places! And well, the chef gave the king of this castle a run for his money on the size of his endowment. She would need to see their assets side by side for comparison, to see which truly should wear that fuckin crown.

Even the way he wore his towel slung so low across his hips, that delicious V peaked out, hinting at even more yummy things below, made her pussy begin to weep. And holy hell, he had tats! God, she wanted to tongue that cross on his right bicep. She wanted to tongue other places on his delicious mocha body as well. She had to talk herself down from pouncing on him.

“Sorry, I didn’t figure anyone else would be up yet,” he laughed, “You got me good though. I nearly pissed myself.”

And what thing did she say to try and save face in the situation and play it off nonchalantly?

“Oh fuck me.”

Leo took it as a joke and laughed, while she was mortified. Even if she had been thinking it, it was not allowed. Her unfiltered mouth had gotten her into trouble too many times to count. She began to laugh with him to play it off.

“Don’t get dressed on my account. I see your soy almond milk has done your body good,” she teased.

“You know me so well,” he grinned, “This doesn’t have to be awkward. But I think we should keep this to ourselves.”

Well, how about we make it a secret worth keeping, she mussed. Everyone was asleep. They could just grab a suite of armor to slip on his huge knight, and he could plunder her like the spoils of war. Grayson would only give a fuck if Leo’s seed was also spilled inside her. Not that he gave a fuck out of jealousy or any other reasons. And well, Grayson was driving her to these desperate measures. Some vaginas could flourish on bad sex, but hers would wither and die without a proper plowing.

He walked out of the sauna past her, certainly not making it any easier for her talk her raging hormones back down into fucking submission. The lights gleamed off the sweat coating every inch of his skin. God, there was no use in fuckin pretending that she didn’t want him. She wanted every inch of him thrust inside her, wanted to taste every inch of him. She didn’t trust herself around Leo right now. She eyed the sauna and wondered if she could lock herself inside it.

“There’s nothing to tell,” she finally answered, “I’m going to hit the sauna. Feel free to finish your workout.”

Then like the coward she was, she retreated inside the wooden box and closed the door. Leo was grinning like a fool in front of the glass. Please god make that boy but some clothes on, she silently pleaded. But instead, he sauntered over and knocked on the glass, as she was purposely trying to avoid looking in his direction.

When he had her attention, he opened the glass and stuck his head in, “It may work better for you if you take off your clothes,” he advised.

Fuck, she realized as she glanced down at herself, in yoga pants and a tank top. Sweat was already beginning to bead across her brow.

                “Thanks for the tip.”

She whipped off her shirt quickly, but as she went for her sports bra, Leo cleared his throat. Was it a trick of the light, or was the chef blushing?

                “Uh, there’s towels in the changing room. But by all means, do whatever makes you feel comfortable, Amber, as you found out, I prefer to go it all natural in there,” he ended with a nervous chuckle.

                She was left to wonder if this was a test? Was Leo waiting to see if she would cover herself with a towel? Or did he want to see if she would strip naked, and keep her distance in the sauna, make it like it was no big deal? Was Leo testing himself as well?

                She was somewhat disappointed when he disappeared into the changing room himself, and returned in a pair of mesh shorts and a cotton tee. He grabbed some free weights as he positioned himself in front of the mirror. Her pants were already sticking to her crack, so she would have to make her choice soon, though she didn’t trust herself out there with him. The wall of glass and wood offered him some protection. And fuck, he looked so scrumptious as his muscles bulged and shit.

Fuck it, she stripped off her clothes. She was a professional dammit, being naked had never bothered her before, or left her feeling so conflicted. She could remain professional and bare-assed and not jump his bones! No big fuckin deal. Easy peasy.

She closed her eyes and rested her head back against the sauna, tried to tune out Leo out there being all sexy as hell. She couldn’t resist another peak at him, as his shirt had begun to cling to his body like a second skin. Fuck, she was going to have clean this bench no doubt, as she squeezed her legs shut in an effort to hold back the tide coming from inside her.

Leo was looking at her, as he placed the weights back on the rack. But there was no mistaking his hungry gaze as he watched her through the glass. No mistaking the way he licked his luscious lips. At least until she caught him eyeing her body appreciatively. He suddenly became very interested in the weights again, but in his haste, he knocked a weight off. It clattered against the marble floor loudly, like the tolling of a bell. Perhaps a warning that both of them were headed into dangerous waters.

Leo muttered an apology with a cocky grin as he righted the weight. He left the gym right after, rather abruptly. Amberleigh sighed and clamped her legs tighter. This was going to be a long year. And she was starting to have her doubts she would last that long. Starting to doubt she could stick to this arrangement after all.