The water wasn’t even on yet.
God, I hope she believed me because I truly had no fucking clue.
When I opened the shower door, it was like I’d stepped straight into my own personal wet dream. Then the back of my head smacked against the glass, and just like that, I was wide awake.
This wasn’t a fantasy.
This was very,veryreal.
I’d never felt my cock spring to life as fast as it did when I laid eyes on Meadow’s bare skin. I tried to quickly cover my growing boner with my hands, but I’m sure it was too late.
It’s hard enough to hide how my body reacts to Meadow with her clothes on, so you can only imagine how impossible it was for me to stop myself from pinning her against the shower wall.
Her hair was a mess from sleep, dark and wavy around her shoulders like she’d just rolled out of bed.
Fucking hell.
It might have been the most stunned I’ve ever been by her.
She looked so… soft, unfiltered, untouched. No makeup or beauty products—just Meadow. Raw, bare, and so damn perfect.
Her cheeks flushed to a deep pink as her plump lips parted in shock. I couldn't help but skim my gaze down her creamy skin, finding her arms crossed over her chest, trying to hide her pillowy breasts that looked so supple and round.
I should have stopped.
I should have forced my eyes to give up their pursuit. Instead, I threw my sanity out the window and lowered my gaze.
My throat went dry as I slid my eyes down her toned stomach, the faintest lines of muscle flexing when she sucked in a breath.
And when I finally got a few inches lower…Fuck me.
Her delicate fingers trembled as she covered her cunt, nerves written all over her body, like she didn’t know whether to be turned on or scream at me.
I wasn’t able to see much, but from what I could see, she was bare. Shaved and barely hidden beneath the cracks of her fingers, probably already wet behind her hand.
God, what I would give to have just one taste of her. I already know that I would be hooked from the first lick. I would be a man obsessed.
By the time my eyes roamed over the silky skin of her thighs, I was fucking done for. My cock was literally leaking behind my hand.
It was one of the hottest moments of my life.
If I hadn't barged in like a fucking creep and made the whole thing weird, I would have tried to stay a minute longer. Play with the tension that’s been brewing since the night we almost kissed in the pool.
But when Meadow screamed my name like she’d seen a serial killer, that saved me from completely losing my mind.
I can’t even let myself think about the couple of seconds where her eyes dropped, her breath hitching as she also took me in.
If I try to analyze that too hard, I’ll end up spiraling.
“Alright, party people!”
The sudden shout yanks me out of my head. I blink, refocusing.
The event host stands behind the table, clapping her hands together and pressing play on the speaker in front of her.Temperatureby Sean Paul starts blaring from the long table.
Oh shit.
Party mode: activated.
