287 Revenge

"That is not my problem. I am here because Prince Zeke told me so. I am just doing my job. If you have any problems, take it up with him." Abi pulled her hand off him and she picked up his shirt and pants. He watched her fold them like a real maid. He bit his lips and let them go slowly. The more he stared at her, the more he wanted her. He had never lusted after a woman this much before. Not to mention that this girl was wearing conservative enough and wasn't even trying to seduce him.

Running his fingers through his hair, Alex moved towards her. Abi was putting the clothes on top of the bed when she felt his presence behind her.

"Now, come… it's time to shower."

He held her wrist and dragged her inside his bathroom. He casually kicked off his underwear as he strode to the shower.

She stood there watching him by the door as Alex turned the shower on. The sprinkles of water fell on his body and then he closed his eyes and let the water fall on his face. He was damn so inviting, so mesmerising, so damn perfect, that she felt like she was watching a god taking a shower.

This man was really not going to make it easy for her. She scolded herself not to gulp at the sight of him.

When his body was wet enough, Alex turned the shower off and faced her. Seeing him being surrounded by the hot steam, the droplets of water trailing down his skin and his wet, dripping hair… took all of Abi's self-control to not give in, to not give him the satisfaction of drooling over him like all those other wom- Ugh! There it was again and the spell was instantly broken.

"My sweet maid, it's time for the next part," he told her, giving her the soap.

Abi obediently stepped towards him, being careful with her footing so that she didn't slip and get wet. She didn't have any other clothes with her right now but this maid outfit she was wearing. 

She looked into his eyes, giving him her most innocent but seductive look as she took the soap from his hand and she gently caressed his palm. This was the perfect setting for her revenge.

"Close your eyes," she said, trying on her seductive voice, hoping he would obey. He looked down at her face and contemplated her words for a second before he obeyed with a sexy, triumphant smirk. He saw what she wanted him to see at that moment and when he did as she asked, it was Abi's turn to smile, but hers looked a little like a vengeful smile.

Abi reached out her hands and started up by his neck, lathering the soap over his skin. She trailed down his wide, muscly shoulders - oh how she had missed him! - and down his arms. She put the soap down and started to rub her hands on his shoulders, like she was massaging him, and then found their way to his chest. Her touch was light sometimes and then harder at others.

She picked up the soap again and made her way down from his chest to his abdomen. She stopped just above his upright little monster, teasing, calculating. Then she moved behind him to wash his back and she saw the dragon tattoo. She now looked at it in a new light. She traced its outline with her finger, all the way from his shoulders to just above his backside and up again. Her touch was light and for a second, she had forgotten her intentions.

She shook her head to clear her thoughts and moved to the front again. This time, she knelt down so that she could wash his legs. Her hands started from his calves and slowly worked their way up his leg, one had on each side. As she got near his groin, she purposely lightly brushed the back of her hand against the twins before trailing back down again. She heard him gasp and saw his fists clench at his sides.

This little lamb knew exactly how to touch him to make him feel good, oh so good. It seemed like his plan backfired on him. He clenched his fists to stop himself from grabbing her. The way her hands touched him was like she knew his body in a way that even he didn't. Her touch was like fire to him. Everywhere she touched, his skin felt like it was on fire.

She tested his self control like no one else had done. He had never felt this close to bursting from pleasure and she hadn't even touched him there! How could she have so much power over his body? Why was his body responding like this to her and only her?

It looked like he had underestimated this little lamb. How was she so good at this? How did she know exactly what he wanted her to do? Or could it be that this woman was just used to touching men like this? How many men had this woman touched like this until now?

The thought of her doing this to others made Alex's face darken. But he gritted his teeth to drive those thoughts away. So what if she had done this to many others before? Why was he even acting like this? He never cared about a woman's past transgressions before. All he cared about was his pleasure. So why did these thoughts affect him?

With a deep frown on his face, Alex suddenly turned the shower on, drenching Abi and breaking her concentration and her focus.