Page 59 of Shallow

Within thirty seconds of standing there, my senses go into overload. As usual, I smell her before I see her. Rain and sunshine. One whiff and my cock stands atattention.

“If you’re gonna be in here, Starshine, you’re gonna be naked.” I don't have to turn around to know she’s scowling. I feel the fury vibrating off her, and it makes me smile. Choosing to ignore her, I make an unnecessary production out of soaping my chest andbiceps.

“I—I should go.” When she makes no move to leave, I know I’ve gother.

“What’s your hurry? Leaving without my signature puts you in breach of contract.” I glance down, making sure to drag her eyes along with mine. “And it appears I have no place to hide a pen onme.”

The old Carrick was self-conscious about his body, hiding it behind layers of sweltering clothes. However, the new Cary is well aware that hours in the ring has transformed it into something she never expected. I’m confident now and making Shiloh sweat a little is an added perk of mygame.

Besides, I want her to look. I already know her eyes are glued to my ass, but I need more. There’s a raging fire in my veins that needs her so enthralled with me that she forgets tobreathe.

“Cary…” She tries one last time, but I’m done pretending. My name is name barely out of her mouth when I turn to face her, fighting the smirk that’s dying to betrayme.

As I expect, her eyes drop then widen as she scans what I have to offer. I fight the urge to give it a few strokes just to fuck withher.

“You’re naked,” she says, her voice barely above awhisper.

“Yeah, see, that seems to be the problem here,Shy.”

“Problem?”

“I told you, we have house rules around here. The first one is that if you’re in the locker room while someone else is naked and showering, you’d better be naked and showering too.” I don’t realize I’m moving until she takes a step backward, her palms shooting out in front of her in battle readystance.

“I’m not taking my clothes off,Cary.”

“Fair enough.” I stalk her like prey, guiding her into a useless half-circle until she realizes too late she’s backed against the chipped blue shower tile. “I’ll do it foryou.”

The stream of water from the shower head rains down on her, drenching her light green shirt and white shorts until they’re plastered to her body. I started this game, but I didn’t think this far ahead. I had no intention of taking her right here against the locker room wall, but when opportunity knocks, I’m sure as hell gonna open the door and shove my cock insideit.

Bracing one palm on the wall beside her ear, I lean in while trailing my knuckles down the hollow of herneck.

“Don’t touch me,” shehisses.

“Your body doesn’t seem to agree with your mouth.” I nod to where she has automatically leaned forward and closed the remaining space betweenus.

“I want you to get out of myway.”

“You didn’t come in here looking forme?”

When Shiloh bites her lip and turns her head, I push her even more.“Tell me you didn’t come after me, hoping to find me like this, and I’ll let yougo.”

She’s still staring below my hips, her jaw ticking with either restrained anger or explosive desire. Knowing Shiloh, it’s both, and I’m dying to turn up the heat and watch herburn.

“I didn’t come here to find youor your dick. Now let mego.”

“You’re a goddamn liar, and a bad one atthat.”

“Excuse me?” She whips her head around, her long hair, now dark and heavy with water, slapping the tile behindher.

“Want to know how I know?” Grabbing the base of my shaft, I give it a few leisurely pumps as she watches. “Because you can’t look me in the eye when you say it.You’re staring at my cock like you want your hand to be around it instead of mine. Is that it, Shy? Is that what youwant?”

She refuses to speak, but her slackened jaw and heavy breathing do it for her. This has always been phase two of my plan, and I’m sure as hell not gonna let an opportunity like this slipaway.

“Have you ever touched a pierced cock before,Shiloh?”

When she shakes her head, I slide my hand away from the slick tile beside her ear and unbutton the tiny pearl buttons on the front of her shirt. Guiding her hand to my cock, I rub the pad of her thumb over the steel bar running down the underside of the head. It twitches under her touch, and she tries to pull away, but there’s no way I’m letting hergo.

I’ve never had to battle so much against my own restraint as I run her hand along my length and close her fingers around it. With my hand covering hers, I lead her in a slow rhythm that doubles myvision.