“Fuck,” he breathes as he finds his release once again.
I smile as he lowers me back to the ground, and then he sits down on the small ledge we should have compensated on. My damn sex-hungry mind starts thinking of all the dirty things we could do with it, and then I grab the shampoo before my twisted fantasies go too far awry.
“Damn it. Now you’re two ahead of me,” he pants out, and he leans back to rest his exhausted body.
“We could just call in sick and use the day to let you catch up,” I giggle out, and then I start washing my hair as he tries to catch the air evading him.
“Fucking shit. I forgot how ridiculously hot it was to be with you. No wonder Brazen is obsessed,” he breathes out, and I cringe slightly.
“Brazen is a little more… conservative. It wasn’t like this with him,” I mumble, and then I turn to face the water while lathering the soap on my body.
“I’m fucking glad to hear that,” he murmurs against my ear, and his hands begin sliding down my bare back as he examines my sudsy body.
“Fuck,” he exhales. “I could spend all day in this damn shower.”
“Then let’s do it. We’re not going to do anything but hinder the process out there. Let’s stay in,” I plead, and his lips gingerly stroke mine as he turns me around.
“We can’t,” he grumbles. “I promised Clay I would stay on task if he let you come. Don’t make me look like a whipped fool,” he chuckles out.
“So you’re not whipped?” I tease, and my lips stroll over his chest while I await his answer.
“Very, but I’d prefer it if he didn’t know that. Besides, you’re not wanting Brazen to know what’s going on. I think it would be pretty obvious if we spend all fucking day doing what we’ve been doing. We’ll need blood to heal if we keep exerting this much energy,” he jokes, and I laugh a little.
“I’ll use your blood, and you can use mine,” I seduce, and his laughter fades, his eyes darkening in response.
“Fuck you and that incredible dirty mouth,” he sizzles out, and then his lips pin mine against them.
I feel his desire wanting to drop the day’s tasks just so he can stay with me, but he finally withdraws - very reluctantly.
“I’m going to go try to get ready. Will you finish up and join me in the lobby? Maybe you could ride with me when we leave?” he asks hopefully.
“I’ll meet you, and I’ll ride you,” I giggle out.
“Really?” he playfully scolds.
“Fine. I mean I’ll ride with you,” I roll out sardonically.
“You’re welcome to ride me any time you want if you tell Brazen about us,” he offers, and now my playful mood has been heavily doused with his extreme dose of reality.
“I know this isn’t easy for you, but it’s not like I love you less. Hell, I came and spent the night with you. Then I forced you into several fucks.”
“Thank goodness for that,” he snickers out. “I’m still not happy about owing you two.”
“It’s fine,” I giggle.
“It’s annoying. I feel so inferior,” he says with a goofy grin, and I giggle again before his lips offer me a sweet kiss.
He leaves me alone in the shower, and then disappears from the room. I smile into the water as I rinse off the incredible morning fucks, and then I wrap up in an oversized white towel when I finally emerge.
I pull my sleepwear back on, and I smile when I see the makeup bag that never made it to my room. I pull it out, and then I braid my wet hair into pigtails before making my face look presentable.
No one is left in Hale’s room, thankfully, so it’s easy to make my escape without any prying eyes taking notice. I rush to my room to change clothes, and then I head down to meet everyone else in the lobby.
My tight jeans and flowing white shirt complement my girly hairstyle. I’ll look completely harmless, and then I’ll tear them down when it’s time. I smile when I see Clay, and he rolls his eyes at my late arrival.
“Really? You can’t be on time for anything,” he teases.
“I wasn’t aware there was a timeframe,” I lie.
