The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 203: Hot and bothered

Chapter 203: Hot and bothered

Realizing they both needed to freshen up, Rhys leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss on Beatrix’s forehead. "Shall we rise and shine, my princess?" he whispered, his warm breath brushing against her skin.

Beatrix chuckled softly, her heart fluttering at the endearment. "Yes, my knight. But I must admit, I’m feeling rather lazy this morning. Would you mind carrying me, just like a princess?" she teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Rhys grinned, the idea immediately appealing to his playful nature. "Of course, my lady. It would be my utmost pleasure," he replied, his voice laced with excitement.

With a swift, graceful movement, Rhys slipped out of the bed and stood beside it, his strong arms outstretched. Beatrix giggled with delight, feeling a rush of anticipation as she extended her arms, allowing him to sweep her up effortlessly.

As Rhys cradled Beatrix in his arms, she wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. Their eyes locked, and the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their intimate bubble.

Rhys began to walk towards the bathroom, his steps light and careful. Beatrix leaned her head against his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat, the rhythm of their love. The soft fabric of her nightgown brushed against her skin, a reminder of their closeness.

The bathroom door opened, and Rhys stepped inside, his gaze never leaving Beatrix’s face. He gently placed her down on her feet, their bodies still touching, and his hands lingered on her waist.

Their eyes locked once again, and a surge of tenderness passed between them. Beatrix reached up and cupped Rhys’s cheek, her touch feather-light. "Thank you for carrying me, my knight," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude and affection.

Rhys’s eyes softened, and he brought his hand to cover hers. "Anything for you, my princess," he murmured, his voice a gentle caress. "Every moment with you is a treasure, and I would move mountains if it meant bringing a smile to your face."

Beatrix felt her heart swell with love, her chest tightening with the overwhelming emotions he stirred within her but she decided to tease him.

"Cheeky are we?"

Rhys chuckled, "But that’s what you love about me." He smirked at her.

Beatrix chuckled, she missed these moments between them so much.

"Do you have an extra toothbrush that I can use?" Rhys asked.

"Yes." Beatrix replied.

She opened the top drawer and retrieved a brand new toothbrush still in its packaging. She handed it to him as he grabbed her toothbrush from the holder on the sink, presenting it to her with a sweet smile.

"What makes you smile like that?" she squinted at him, but he dismissed her question, still smiling at her. Handing her the toothpaste, he gestured for her to use it while he began opening his own toothbrush.

Raising her brows she let out a sigh, before she decided to focus on brushing her teeth in silence She avoided meeting his gaze in the mirror, but when she chanced a glance, she saw him staring intently at her reflection.

His amusement while brushing his teeth seemed out of place, leaving her feeling uneasy.

They finished without any surprises, both rinsing their mouths. She shot him another peculiar look when he placed his toothbrush in the holder next to hers.

So, he intended to brush his teeth here again? Would he stay with her?

Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted when Rhys grabbed her waist, lifting her up and placing her on the countertop. He then walked toward the shower, sliding open the glass door and turning on the water.

"What are you doing?" she exclaimed.

He turned to face her, tilting his head and hookin his thumbs into the hem of his jump suits. "I’m going to take a shower."

"Oh you want me to join you? Beatrix bit her lips.

He pressed his lips together, concealing his smirk, while keeping his thumbs hooked in the jumpsuits. Slowly, he lowered them to just above his pubic area before pausing. "No, alone."

Beatrix’s face fell. She thought they were going to be showering together.

"Okay, then I’ll leave you to it," she said slowly, clearly she was hurt as she leaned back as he removed his hands from his jump suits and approached her. He placed his palms flat on the counter, one on each side of her, and leaned in close to her face.

"Mmmm... No, because I want you to watch," he whispered.

"Huh?" She was confused about him wanting her to watch him shower.

His eyes lit up with amusement at the surprised look on her face.

"I want you to watch me shower, leaving you all hot and bothered. I think it’s a great way to start the day, don’t you think?"

"And who said seeing you naked will leave me all hot and bothered?"

"Ouch,you wanna bet on that, little mouse?" he teased as he placed his hands on her hips and tugged her forward until she was flushed against him with her thighs either side of his hips.

Beatrix felt a shiver run down her spine as Rhys pulled her closer, his touch igniting a familiar fire within her. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, and the desire in his eyes was undeniable.

Her heart raced in her chest, and a mixture of excitement and anticipation flooded her veins. She was torn between teasing him further and giving in to the delicious temptation that enveloped them.

"Maybe I am a little curious," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "But only if you promise to make it worth my while."

Rhys’s lips curled into a wicked grin, his hands gripping her hips possessively. "Oh, my princess, I always keep my promises," he replied huskily, his voice dripping with seduction.

Leaning in, he captured her lips in a searing kiss, his tongue dancing with hers in a passionate tango.

Their bodies pressed against each other, the intensity of their connection building with each passing second.

Beatrix’s hands found their way to his broad shoulders, her nails grazing lightly over his skin, eliciting a low groan from him.

Rhys trailed kisses along her jawline, leaving a trail of fire in his wake, before whispering against her ear, his voice laced with desire.

"Let me show you just how much watching me can drive you wild." He smirked at her before adding, "Thanks for your help." he murmured, his breath hot against her earlobe.

Beatrix furrowed her brows, why was he thanking her?

Her eyes nearly popped out of her head, when he explained what he meant by holding her thighs and thrusting his hips forward; pressing a very distinct hardness against her center and every muscle in her body constricts.

He smirked at how rigid she had become, lifting his brows with chinky eyes and unwrapped her legs from around him, pulling away and watching her reaction as he grabbed the hem of his jumpsuit again to pull them down.

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