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“Shower first,” I reminded him, breathless.
“You’d better hurry up and get me undressed then, huh?”
I wasn’t going to wait for an even more explicit invitation. I unzipped his fly, and he stepped out of his jeans, kicking his boxers after them. My rebel had an impressive body I hadn’t gotten the chance to admire in a while. I traced my fingers over the taut muscles from shoulders to abdomen, noting the little scars here and there. His cock stood at attention between us, thick and hard. Heat pooled between my legs at the thought of taking him into me.
Soon, but not yet. I turned on the water and pulled him with me into the warm spray.
Damon kissed me again as the water cascaded over us, his hands slicking up and down my arms and then cupping my breasts.
“Let’s get you clean,” he said in a meltingly low voice.
As I shampooed my hair, he soaped up his hands and ran them over my body again, gliding with that slippery sheen. Everywhere he touched, desire flared beneath my skin. He swivelled his palms against my nipples and then dipped his fingers over my clit down to my opening. A moan tumbled out of me.
But I could pay back that torture. I grabbed the soap and spread suds across that well-muscled body, all the way down to his erection. Gripping it tightly, I stroked him up and down until he pressed me up against the shower wall again.
“I’m fucking sparkling now, and so are you, angel. Time to get to the good stuff.”
No argument here. I smacked the lever down to shut off the water.
Damon scooped me off my feet, bracing me against him with my core flush against his cock, as he shoved the glass door open. He carried me across the room, and we toppled together onto the bed side by side. Our skin was still damp, but I didn’t want to wait any more than he did. He hooked one of my legs over his hip and drove into me. His cock stretched me with a burn so sweet I couldn’t hold back another moan.
I didn’t have to. There was no one in the house right now I had to hide my joy from.
We rocked together like that, facing each other on our sides. Damon brushed the damp strands of my hair away from my eyes and kissed me hard. Then he just stared into my eyes as his thrusts sped up, taking me deeper and deeper with every one. But the look in his eyes was so tender it made my heart ache. Pleasure rippled through me, filling me, lifting me.
I grasped his shoulders, trying to hold on, to keep that connection, but he plunged against the sweet spot inside me and my eyes rolled back of their own accord. My orgasm rushed through me with a bliss both demanding and loving. I cried out, arching toward him, and he groaned as he spilled himself inside me.
He stayed there as his cock softened, gathering me even more tightly against him. I tipped my head against his chest. His fingers grazed over my hair in a gentle caress.
“I meant it, you know,” he said.
“What?” I said, my lips brushing his naked skin, his bittersweet scent filling my lungs.
“When they had me, out at that guy Frankford’s house. When I told you to do what you had to do. I’d never want you to give up what matters to you for me. If I ever go down, it’ll be my own fault. Don’t you hold yourself back for me. All right?”
“Damon.”
He pulled back to look me in the eyes again. “Allright?”
I grimaced at him. “Youmatter to me. I’m not going to give this up.”
He didn’t look completely satisfied, but he tucked his head over mine again.
The door whispered open. “Ah,” Jin’s voice said, teasing. “Getting started without the rest of us, are you?”
Damon huffed. “Not my fault if the rest of you didn’t take the same initiative. Plenty of room here. What are you waiting for?”
I laughed as not just Jin but all four of my other consorts hopped onto the bed around us.
“Group hug?” Kyler said, and Gabriel chuckled. I just sighed and nestled happily among the men I loved.
* * *
Sometime in the middle of the next morning, I wandered into the front yard where I’d spotted Gabriel from the window. He was standing by the garage, eyeing the row of parking spots, most of them now empty. I wondered if Dad would be by to pick up his other cars or if he was going to abandon them to my use. At some point I’d have to pick out one of my own, I supposed.
“You know, I don’t think it makes any sense for you to stay a Hallowell employee,” I told Gabriel, coming up beside him. “Paying you to work for me would feel really weird at this point.”
He slung his arm around me. “I can see that. Just as long as you’ll let me freeload in the garage apartment. And I should probably keep tinkering with the cars, for appearances and so I don’t die of boredom.”
