Teased: Resisting the Billionaire Volume One

"Take all the time you need," Alex said, "we're just waiting for the pilot and then we can pick a time slot for when we want to leave. We're kind of on our own schedule here. You can even grab a shower or take a bath if you want to. I'll let you know when we're ready for takeoff." Melanie smiled awkwardly as Alex closed the door gently behind him. She was having trouble relating normally to all this power and luxury. Private jets and personal schedules at the airport. This was just ridiculous.

She thought about taking a bath but soon discarded that idea. He had only been joking, right? Still, a shower would be good. In fact, it was essential. She desperately needed to freshen up before things got under way.

She began to undress, carefully folding her uniform to keep it immaculate for her passengers. She tied up her hair to keep it dry while she showered and then removed her underwear. Luckily, she had chosen something attractive and not too cheap that morning.

Jesus, what difference does that make? She caught herself. What am I, a teenager at the prom? I don't intend stripping down to my drawers for either of these guys, no matter who they are!

The shower felt good. The warm water was even and the force of the flow was strong, causing her skin to tingle and making her feel fresh and revitalized. She caught herself imagining what it would be like to share a shower with her boss, the man who usually used this bathroom. He was tall and broad; would they even fit into it together? Their bodies would be forced into tight proximity. They would have to touch each other just to get clean.

God, it had been so long since she felt male hands on her that weren't attached to some old businessman copping a feel on some late-night flight.

Her eyes were closed as the warm water cascaded down the curves of her body. She began to massage the expensive shower gel into her breasts and legs, gradually coming to her inner thighs, and lower abdomen.

"What are you doing in here?"

Melanie nearly fell over in the shower as the booming male voice challenged her.

"Oh my God!" She shrieked. Then she realized she had nowhere to turn. The shower door was curved Perspex with only a thin frosted floral and leaf design to barely obscure her. Luckily, the shower had generated a lot of steam in there too.

It was Alex and he was just standing there, staring at her with cold eyes.

"Alex! I thought you said it was okay to take a shower." She tried to cover herself with her soaped arms and the loofah but it was useless, he was free to enjoy the curves of her rear and the long wet lines of her waist and legs.