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And God, that orgasm…
I shook my head. I could still feel the aftereffects of the damn thing. I was physically exhausted, and the pleasurable sensation that lingered beneath my skin warred with my mind about how incredibly stupid the whole thing had been. Nathan was a client. A goddamn favor!
I winced as I remembered the sob that had torn free of his throat when I’d tried to help him do up his pants.
I’d been such an ass just to pull out of him like that and pretend the whole thing hadn’t happened. Or that the orgasm hadn’t done something to me I’d never felt before.
Not even with David.
Guilt tore through me at that, and I sent David yet another silent apology.
I’d never felt particularly guilty for sleeping with guys after losing David, because it had just been cheap sex that hadn’t meant anything. Hell, it was the same thing as when I jacked off on my own. I’d been taking care of a biological need and nothing more.
I shook my head because none of that shit mattered. Even if I wanted to start something with Nathan – and I didn’t – it wasn’t even an option. Not with the life I led.
And most certainly not with his.
The man stood for everything I hated.
So why wasn’t that enough to have me calling up Ronan and telling him to get someone else to figure all this shit out? It certainly would have been the smart thing to do.
I placed my hands flat against the tile and let the water slide over my back. My skin stung where Nathan had scratched me as he’d clung to me. It hadn’t been enough to draw blood or anything, but I’d seen the angry red marks up and down my back and even on my ass where he’d grabbed onto me. The man was incredibly responsive, but damn, when he wanted something…
I cursed the smile that crept across my mouth.
I was so preoccupied that I didn’t even notice the cool air at first. When I did, I knew where it was coming from and I knew there was no threat to me.
At least not the kind that I knew how to handle.
I looked over my shoulder and saw Nathan standing just outside the shower door, his hand still on the handle. His eyes were plastered to my back. He was still a mess with his hair sticking up all over the place and his body covered in stains. I should have been horrified to know I’d gotten some blood on him, but the sight turned me on.
God, I was a sick bastard.
I waited to see what he would do, because truth be told, I was stunned to see him standing there, completely naked and very much turned on if his hardening dick was anything to go by. His eyes shifted to mine and I slowly turned around. I’d already been hard, but seeing him standing there with the proof of how well I’d loved him still lingering on his body, sent me to a whole other level. I was certain he’d run when he got a look at me, but the hunger in his eyes had me second-guessing myself. I’d been so sure he’d go hide out in his room like I was, and we’d pretend this whole thing had never happened.
We both hung there for several long seconds and then he was stepping into the shower, a look of determination in his eyes that had all my cylinders firing.
The shower door snicked into place as he held there for a moment and then he was pushing into my arms, his mouth seeking out mine. Despite the promise I’d made to myself that I wouldn’t touch him again, I instantly wrapped my arms around him.
“Everything’s changed,” he whispered against my mouth. “Can’t go back…don’t want to,” he added, and then his tongue surged past my lips. I kissed him hard and pulled him flush with my body.
I didn’t care what he was saying or why he was there or that I should be sending him back to his room. I didn’t listen to my brain warning me that doing this would just cause more problems between us.
No, I let my hands slide up and down his body, trying to memorize the feel of him as if I hadn’t just spent the past hour lost in his body.
Hell, I’d need a lifetime to get my fill of him.
Except I didn’t have a lifetime. I barely had tonight. So I needed to make use of every second. I let my hand slip between our bodies and then I was taking us both in hand. I kept kissing him as I gripped our dicks in my fist and brought us to a quick and pleasurable end. Nathan cried out against my mouth as he came, and I followed mere seconds later. I reveled in the way his arms went around my shoulders as we rode out our orgasms. At some point, his fingers gently began toying with one of the large scratches on my shoulder blade.
