The Scotch Series: The Complete Series (Scotch #1-3) - Penelope Sky Page 0,198

stood up and walked with me, towering over me with his masculine height and build. He followed me into the bedroom where I shed my scrubs and dropped them onto the floor.

“But I don’t want to be a distraction…and it seems like I’m always a distraction.” I stepped into the bathroom connected to the bedroom and got into the shower.

Crewe stared at me through the glass then leaned against the wall with his ankles and arms crossed. He watched the water pelt my naked body and drip to the drain in the floor.

“You’re just going to stare at me?”

“Yep.”

“Think of all the work you could be getting done.”

“Don’t give a damn about work right now.” His eyes roamed over my naked body. “Once you’re clean and dry, I’m gonna make my move. I’m just not sure what I’m going to do yet. I’m gonna take my time figuring it out.”

“Yeah?” I massaged shampoo into my hair then tilted my head back to rinse it out. “Have any ideas?”

“I think I want your ass in my face. That’s always a beautiful view.”

“Maybe can we face a mirror—that way you can get both views.”

His smile immediately dropped, and his expression hardened.

I liked teasing him. It was always so easy.

I slowed down and took longer than I had before, making the time stretch on indefinitely.

“You’re being a pain in the ass, you know that?”

“You tease me all the time. It’s my turn to tease you.”

“If you tease me any longer, I’m gonna get in there with you.”

“Shower sex isn’t bad.” I preferred lovemaking in the bed, where we had all the room we wanted. We could change positions and not feel guilty for wasting water. Sex in the shower was for a quick fuck before work in the morning.

I finally finished and patted myself dry with a towel. My hair was damp, but I didn’t think he would mind.

Crewe watched me the entire time, waiting for me to come out of the shower so he could ambush me. The longer he had to wait, the angrier he seemed. He was the kind of person who never had to wait for anything in life, but with me, his patience was seriously tested.

I finally swung the door open and stepped onto the mat.

The door hadn’t even closed yet before he lifted me into his arms and carried me to the bed. He dropped me on the mattress then ripped the towel off so my naked body was revealed. No foreplay was involved, not that I needed it. His pants and boxers were gone, and he was deep inside me an instant later, his throbbing cock soaked in my pool of moisture. “Lovely.” He grabbed the back of my neck and pressed my face against the mattress, forcing my ass to stick higher up into the air.

I liked it soft and gentle, but I also liked it rough just like this. I liked it when Crewe fucked me like he just wanted to get off, like he needed to give me his seed as desperately as I wanted to take it. “Crewe.”

He pounded into me hard, giving me every inch of his length with speed. “I’m gonna do this to you. Every. Fucking. Day.”

I gripped his wrists as he pushed me into a powerful climax. “Please do.”

The plane was already spacious with his whole crew on board, but when it was just the two of us and a few of his men, it felt like a palace in the sky. Crewe sat beside me with his tablet out, working on emails as the plane prepared for takeoff.

After flying so much, I figured I would get used to this. But once the engines thrust and we sped down the runway, I gripped Crewe’s hand for dear life. The plane lifted off the ground and headed high into the sky, carrying us away from the ground and into the deep blue up above.

Crewe placed the tablet on his lap and gripped my hand tighter. “You wanna know something?”

I knew he was trying to distract me. “Sure.”

“I’ve flown at least two hundred times in my life. On different planes, on airlines, on other people’s planes…never had a single problem.”

“Because you’re a duke.”

“Well, you’re traveling with one, so I assure you nothing is going to happen to his plane. Alright?”

“I know we aren’t gonna crash. It makes me uneasy. I wish I would just get over it…but I never do.”

He brought my hand to his lips and gave it a