Chapter 53
They had just gotten out of the shower after another heated make-out session that left them both breathless. Drogen couldn't help but wonder: they hadn't even had sex yet, and she had already made him experience pleasure that surpassed anything he'd ever felt.
If the time came when he finally tasted her completely, would he be able to stop? Being with her was dangerously addictive. Bruce's words echoed in his mind, taunting him. You're falling for her, aren't you? Was he really falling for her, that would be the only reasonable explanation to all this.
Natasha, on the other hand, wasn't faring much better. She'd insisted on getting dressed alone, not because she needed space, but because Drogen's presence was an unbearable distraction. The way his damp hair clung to his forehead, the water droplets trailing down his neck—it was enough to make her abandon all reason.
