“Is there anything else to do?”
I nodded, my face heating a little. There wasn’t anything to be embarrassed about, and while I didn’t actually need help, I was going to ask him for it, anyway. “We only have the bathroom left.”
Chapter 15
Nathan
The fucking bathroom?
I rolled my eyes as Chase opened the cabinet under the sink and pulled out a fresh roll of toilet paper to put on the dispenser. There was no reason both of us needed to be in there other than getting it done faster. It had the added perk of throwing the two of us into a small, enclosed space. Unfortunately, the smell of cleaner was ruining any type of mood that it would’ve created.
I scrubbed the walls of the shower, wiping away the soap stains. The amount of grime in here was absurd. It was like these people had been here for weeks instead of a couple of days. There was no way the water heater held up for this many showers, even if the house hadn’t been overcapacity.
Chase bent over the toilet, grabbing something that dropped on the floor. Maybe the cleaning chemicals weren’t killing the mood entirely because my eyes were drawn to the strip of skin that was exposed as his shirt slid up his back. When he stood, he looked over his shoulder and smirked at me.Busted.
“You missed a spot.”
I jolted at his words, my gaze jumping to the wall. “What do you mean?”
Chase’s cool chuckle filled the room, caressing my body as he pointed to a spot on the metal of the faucet. I couldn’t see what the hell he was talking about. It gleamed. I’d used the polish and everything.
“I don’t—”
My words cut off as a rush of cold water from the showerhead hit me. I spluttered, staring in shock at Chase, who looked at me wide-eyed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—”
“Oh, you meant it alright.”
I pulled Chase under the water with me, knocking his hat off and letting the spray soak his long strands. The dirty blond hair darkened as it got wet. My fingers itched to sink into the mop of hair and tangle it. So that’s what they did, dragging him in for a bruising kiss.
We didn’t have time to mess around like this, but with the way we were drenched, it wasn’t like it mattered, anyway. It would take time to dry our clothes, so we might as well take advantage of the situation. With the way Chase had been taunting me since we got here, he’d wanted this.
Our clothes clung to our skin as we broke apart, panting. Chase’s eyes were wide, his pupils blown as he pulled his soggy t-shirt over his head. It landed with a squish on the floor of the tub before he was tugging at the hem of mine. My nipples stood atattention from the chill of the water, not that I’d noticed with the hot man pressing against me.
With my shirt off and over my head, I fumbled behind us to turn the water off. There was no way I’d be able to keep any of this up while being blasted with the icy spray. As soon as the faucet cut off, Chase was back on me and the way his skin felt beneath my fingers was sublime. It pebbled into small goosebumps. He hissed as I found a nipple and tweaked it.
“That’s it. You like that? You were always so fucking responsive. Your body is always so ready for me.”
Chase shivered, and not just because of the cool air in the house hitting his damp skin.
“Why don’t you put that mouth to good use,” he panted.
I smirked, licking a droplet that trailed down his neck.
“Oh, Chase. The wicked things I want to do to you right now.”
He groaned as my hands hooked into the band of his shorts and slid to the front to find the snap. They fell open with ease before sliding to the cool tile below us.
This was reckless, standing here and getting naked in the bathroom of the house we were supposed to be cleaning. But, God, I wanted to see him in all his glory again. The outline of his hard cock stood out against his gray boxers, and my mouth watered. I ached to touch him, to taste him. He’d denied me the last time, but I wouldn’t tolerate it now.
There was zero hesitation as I sank to my knees and mouthed him through the material of his underwear. His fingers clutched my hair as he whimpered. Chase wasn’t overly large, more average, if you will. When I pulled down his boxers, I was greeted with the shiny, pink head that peeked out of his foreskin.
When Chase and I had first hooked up, all those years ago, he’d been embarrassed about it. He wasn’t cut like I was, but I thought it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I loved the way the loose skin moved over his head when I’d jack him. It was like unwrapping a gift every time.
My lips wrapped around the tip and Chase let out a curse as I sank over his length. My tastebuds were assaulted with the salty taste of his precum as it oozed out of him. His taste was always one of my favorites, but it didn’t take much to make me gag. I was severely out of practice when it came to blowing another guy.
Chase chuckled, tugging on my hair and pulling me back. My eyes watered as I looked up at those hypnotic gray orbs. “Easy does it.”
I had to fight the urge to laugh with him, but I wanted to do this. When we’d done this at the party, I’d wanted nothing more. It was too bad that he hadn’t let me indulge.
