Chapter - 232
As Rick carried Jemimah up the stairs, she could feel the strength in his arms and the tenderness in his touch. The anticipation between them crackled like electricity. Each step seemed to heighten the sexual tension, their breaths syncing as they drew closer to her room.
Just as Rick climbed up the last step, he pushed the door open to the room and went inside.
Inside the room, Rick gently set Jemimah down, his eyes locked on hers with an intensity that made her breath catch. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow from a bedside lamp casting warm shadows on the walls. Jemimah's wet hair clung to her shoulders, droplets of water sliding down her neck and disappearing below the edge of the towel that was wrapped loosely around her curves.
She shivered slightly, from a mix of the cool air and the fire building within her. Rick's gaze was intense, filled with a mixture of desire and tenderness.
