Cassius had thought about how he would punish her when he arrived. She was stubborn, disobedient, and his crazy little rebel.

So many thoughts dove into his head the moment he saw her draped in just a towel. Fucking perfect.

His eyes scrutinized her from head to toe. Her wet hair glued to her face made her look incredibly hot, her skin begging for his attention, and he couldn’t stop himself from kissing those wet lips that had him addicted. The thought of her driving him crazy made him kiss her harder, demanding her response.

When she didn’t respond, he went to the next level, pulling up the towel only...