Basic Instinct [R18]

[WARNING: ADULT CONTENT]

"I can't remember everything you've ever said to me. Something about wanting me to learn shame from the Old Testament?"

"Not that bit. Remember the bit about not being naked in front of me unless you want me to ravish you?"

"Vaguely, but that sounds like a you problem, not a me problem," she continued to frolic under the rainwater like a nymph, adding to the sultry picture by rubbing rose petals all over her skin.

"It will be a bloody 'you' problem in a minute," he muttered to himself.

Why was it that every time he planned to have a lovely dinner date with her like a normal couple, she stripped off her clothes and drove him to the heights of lust before they could sit down to their meal?

It didn't seem like a lot to ask from her to let him be a nice, civilized dinner date instead of a caveman with a one-track mind pounding like a bongo drum.