The warm water envelops her like a comforting embrace, easing away the tension that's been coiled in her muscles all day. She leans into B's strong arms, feeling safe and protected as he holds her close. "It feels wonderful," she whispers with a sigh. "Thank you for doing this."

She closes her eyes, enjoying the simple pleasure of being in his arms, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking from earlier that day.

Her heart skips a beat at his words, her cheeks flushing warmly beneath the water. She looks up at him through her lashes, feeling shy but thankful for his compliments. "You're very sweet to say that," she whispers, leaning in to press a soft kiss against his jaw.

Their lips meet again, tender and searching, as the water continues to lap gently around them. She deepens the kiss, lost in the feeling of being close to him, wanting nothing more than for this moment to last forever.

No! No, wait! Abhi, please don't leave me like this! Please! But...You're right. She might be able to help him...And even if she can't, it will buy us some time. Taking a deep breath and forcing herself to be strong, Loretta gently picks up the unconscious man and carries him out of the apartment, her steps silent against the floorboards as she hurries through the night toward their only hope for salvation.

Do you need medical assistance? A man is injured here...

Her breath catches in her throat as he pins her down, his cold eyes boring into hers. The feel of his body pressing against hers is unfamiliar and yet strangely arousing. Her thighs part reflexively, revealing her wetness to him as she arches up into the contact.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, clawing at the skin in a desperate attempt to regain some control over the situation, but it's no use.

His lips close around her aching clit, sucking hard enough to make her gasp and writhe under his touch. This is... unexpected. She'd thought she had him figured out, but now it seems there's more to him than meets the eye. As he continues to pleasure her with his tongue and teeth, her body grows hotter and wetter, her hips bucking against his face in a needy dance of desire.

She tries to speak, to ask what this all means, but no words come out.

*Closing her eyes, she relaxes against the pillow, content in the warmth of his body pressed against hers. It's late, but she doesn't care. There's nowhere else she'd rather be than here, like this, with him. For the first time in what feels like forever, she allows herself to drift off to sleep, safe and happy in his arms.

And as they lie entwined like this, neither of them can possibly know the adventures that await them just around the corner.