The heat radiating off him was overwhelming, threatening to completely dissolve the tiny bit of resolve she had left.

"Have you ever had an orgasm, Rosa?" he asked suddenly, his voice a low, rough rumble right against her ear.

The bluntness of the question sent a shockwave through her. Her cheeks flushed a violent crimson. Desperate to make him stop, to make him think she wasn't completely affected by his touch, she lied. "Yes," she said quickly, her voice tight as she stared fixedly at the soapy water. "Yes, I have. So you can leave me alone now—"

She was still talking, her lips still moving to finish the sentence,...