The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 68: Seduction

Chapter 68: Seduction

Rhys slowly dragged her panties until they fell and hit the ground at her feet.Wet heat flared between her legs and the bitter flower of shame bloomed across her cheeks.

She was now completely naked in front of him. She couldn’t look at him, the tiled floor of the bathroom suddenly seemed like the most interesting thing in the room even though there was a hot male god in front of her.

She fidgeted with her toes as anxiety and nerves filled her stomach.

Rhys took her hand intertwining his fingers with hers as he led her to the fogged up glass of the shower. Beatrix’s heart raced in her chest, never in her wildest dream would she have thought that one day she would bathe together with a man.

As Rhys pulled the door open, slowly leading her into the shower he smiled softly at her as if to calm her nerves down.

His gaze traveled down from her face to her chest and she could see his sharp intake of breath as he swallowed before averting his gaze.

Once they were inside the shower stall, Rhys closed the door behind them, his back facing the water cascading down from the shower head.

He let go of her hands and moved away from her until the water reached the top of his shoulders.

The stream splashed over his chest, causing trails of water to run down his muscular body. He stood underneath the water, tilting his head back and closing his eyes as the water soaked his hair.

Beatrix stared at him in a daze as the warm liquid cascaded over his upper body as his arms lifted to rub his face and hair.

The muscles in his biceps and abdomen tensed and flexed with the movement, and he sighed in relaxation as the water enveloped him.

Beatrix bit her lips as her pulse started its own little sprint through her veins, if he was trying to seduce her it was definitely working.

He tilted his head forward, causing his soaked hair to fall around his forehead in a breathtaking manner.

Rhys opened his eyes and stared at her. But there was something about his stance and his eyes that had left her a little breathless.

Beatrix stopped breathing for a moment as he evaluated her.

He beckoned her to come to him, licking the water droplets off of his lips. "Come here, love" he said.

Beatrix swallowed nervously as she took a few small steps towards him until she was within reach.

Rhys took her waist in his damp hands and turned them so that she was the one under the water.

The temperature of the water made her flinch, and she felt a slight stinging sensation on her already heated skin.

Beatrix leaned her face back and let the water soak her and envelop her body when he let go of her waist.

Rhys stared at her pulling his lip ring into mouth.

There really was no other way to describe the intensity of his stare.

Beatrix suddenly felt like she was in the middle of a nature documentary, where the lion observed his prey before he attacked.

She knew Rhys was battling with himself to look away but it was a fight he was clearly losing.

Beatrix flushed as his heated gaze leisurely grazed every inch of her exposed skin, secretly aching for his touch and mourning the fact that he kept his hands stiffly to his sides.

Her blush grew more heated as she felt his eyes inspected her from head to toe.

"Rhys, stop staring," she pleaded, biting her lips

He looked up at her and smiled. "Why? You’re exquisite."

He said as he picked his body wash and put it on a wash cloth leathering it.

"I would ask you to help me but I don’t think I would survive your touch right now." He grinned as he started to slide it across his chest.

"Such a shame though I was hoping you would let me....bath you." Beatrix smirked at him.

Clearly he wasn’t expecting her to say that.

He grinned rakishly, "Well I will die a happy man then love." He said handling the wash cloth to her.

Beatrix bit her lips and took the wash cloth from him. Bitting her lips she slid the wash cloth on his body.

"Have you done this before?" Beatrix asked, looking up to see his expression.

She secretly cursed her tongue for rolling off what just sounded like jealous mutterings that grated even her own ears.

Of course he had. He had slept with lots of women before meeting her.

Her lips parted as she stared at him, and he kept a steady watch on her face, like he was uneasy about the question.

"No. Only you."

Beatrix blinked in shock, she wasn’t expecting that.

"Really?"

Rhys nodded slowly, rolling his lips inside his mouth

"Yeah... Never."

A smile broke on Beatrix’s face. She was happy that for once she was his first something.

"I don’t do romance Beatrix. But with you, I want to experience everything. Romance, happiness that scares me."

"Why does that scares you?" She questioned, not entirely sure what he could possible be scared about.

He sighed, staring at her as she dragged the wash cloth over his torso and the soap sud dripped over it.

"Because everyone leaves at the end of the day.

I’m afraid you would realize the monster that I am and leave me."

His eyes flicked up to hers as he answered simply, and she could see the lost look in them.

For a second he didn’t look like the arrogant, confident man he always carried himself as, he looked unsure and like an insecure helpless little boy.

Beatrix blinked at his confession. She didn’t know much about his traumas that had led him to believe this but seeing the overconfident Rhys looked like he was trying to hide his emotions made her heartache.

Was she going to leave him too? She didn’t know and she couldn’t promise him anything.

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