17 Under Necromancer's Snare - Part 3

Dante looks at the picture of Nell, a sudden pull by look at her picture was causing him to lose his focus. He never desired any woman so badly; all he fantasies her pale curvy body wide open pounding into her wildly and her pale skin glowing red with his angry marking. Just thinking about it gives him a hard on. He has to think about her as a criminal rather than a lover. He calls for a day and wants nothing but a cold shower to relax his tense shoulder.

Entering his apartment, he strips off and races into the cold shower. The ice-cold water began to calm his nerve, then he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and found himself face to face with stark naked Nell. The cold water turned into a hot steamy shower foggy up the glass as Nell pressed her soft flushed body against Dante's muscular body.

'What? Nell?' Dante was stumped on his words but Nell places her long slender finger on his lip to shush him and smile seductively as she lowers herself down to his waist.