AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Chapter Nine
Poppy
Yarder didn’t show up. At least not when I was awake.
I had stayed up until after eleven, waiting for him, even though he hadn’t said he would watch a movie with me. But the look he had given me earlier spoke volumes—was he going to be there? Maybe?
Disappointment weighed heavy on my chest as I tossed back the covers and stomped into the bathroom, the cool tiles beneath my feet providing a sharp contrast to the heat simmering within me.
I didn’t even know what I was thinking, entertaining the idea that Yarder would voluntarily want to spend time with me. I was just a charity case, a temporary problem for the club to solve. Once they stopped whoever was trying to hurt me, I would be back to just surviving.
I turned on the shower to hotter than Satan’s balls, stripped out of my clothes, and the steam rose around me like a comforting embrace. The water cascaded over my skin, washing away my tension.
I closed my eyes, letting the sensation of the hot water soothe my muscles as I lathered myself with soap. But as I ran my hands over my body, my mind wandered, drifting to thoughts of Yarder.
I couldn’t help but wonder what he would look like out of his clothes. From the glimpses I had caught, I could tell that Yarder was built like a shit brick house under his clothes. You would have to be blind not to notice—lots of muscle, a sculpted body like a god. He was just straight-up sex on a stick.
Lost in my fantasies, I started to touch myself, the sensation of the loofah running over my slick body, sending shivers down my spine as I imagined it was Yarder’s hands, exploring every inch of me with a hunger that matched my own.
A moan escaped my lips as my fingers parted the lips of my pussy, the heat between my legs building with each stroke. I could almost feel Yarder’s touch, his breath hot against my skin as he worshipped me with his hands and mouth.
The pleasure built, coiling tight in the pit of my stomach until it finally spilled over, sending waves of ecstasy crashing through me as I reached my peak. Leaning against the wall of the shower, I struggled to catch my breath, my heart racing in my chest as the aftershocks of my release washed over me.
And then, just as suddenly as the pleasure had consumed me, reality came crashing back in the form of Yarder’s voice calling my name from the bedroom. “Poppy?”
Oh no, busted!
Panic surged through me as I scrambled to compose myself, praying that he hadn’t heard anything.
I stepped out of the shower; my cheeks flushed with embarrassment. I couldn’t shake the feeling that, somehow, he knew what I had just done.
Yarder
I knew that Poppy was pleasuring herself in the shower. I had heard her sweet moans of pleasure when I walked into the bedroom.
I looked around for her when I entered the bedroom, but as soon as I heard the water running, I turned to leave. Then, her moan reached my ears. I should have left as soon as I heard her, but something stopped me. I stayed, listening intently as her soft sounds of ecstasy filled the room, my imagination painting vivid images of water cascading over her lush body, her fingers bringing her to pleasure.
My dick was rock hard in my jeans, and I knew all it would take to push me over the edge was a glimpse of Poppy.
“Uh, I’ll be right out,” Poppy called from the bathroom.
I turned to face the door to leave, my heart racing with anticipation. “Uh, I was just coming to ask you if you wanted to get something to eat.”
“Are you making breakfast?” she called back.
“Uh, no. I actually need to run a few errands and thought maybe you would want to come with me,” I replied, my voice strained with desire. I didn’t know what I was thinking. I should have just done everything by myself, but the thought of leaving the clubhouse without Poppy didn’t sit right with me.
“We’re leaving the clubhouse?” Her voice sounded closer now.
I glanced over my shoulder and saw her standing in the doorway of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her body, her damp hair splayed around her like a halo.
“Yarder?” she called, breaking me out of my trance.
“Uh, yeah. Only for an hour or so, though. I just thought you might want to get some fresh air,” I managed to say, my gaze lingering on her enticing figure.
“It’s safe?” she asked, her eyes searching mine for reassurance.
“You think I would do anything with you that wouldn’t be safe?” I drawled, unable to hide the smirk tugging at the corners of my lips.
