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“Are you on birth control?”
“Yes and no STIs.”
“Good. Me too.” He grabs a condom and rolls it on. “My piercing can puncture the condom, better to know just in case.”
I lower myself until I can’t take any more of him. I brace my hands on his chest while moving my hips, increasing the pace. He cups my breasts and starts pulling and twisting my nipples, sending me straight to another orgasm.
I’m still coming down from my high when he flips us so I’m on my back. He grabs my ankles and puts them together and starts thrusting wildly into me. The sound of our skin slapping together and panting breaths fill the room. My legs drop to either side of him as he lays on top of me, still thrusting deep and hard. He growls my name as he stills, his cock pulsing. I can feel him twitching inside me as he drops his head to my neck, his hot breath fanning over my shoulder.
* * *
The next morning I wake up to the smell of bacon. I look around the room and see that I’m alone in bed. I roll over and gingerly get out of bed. I’m sore. I feel like I spent twelve hours in the studio with no breaks. This must be what Friday is talking about when she shares stories about being railed all night long.
I’ve never been so happy to have two days off from rehearsals. I bend down and grab the shirt that Griff was wearing last night. I walk to the bathroom to see how rough I look. My hair is a tangled mess, so I just toss it into a messy bun before wetting my face with some cool water. I swish some of his mouthwash around in my mouth. I roll the sleeves up on his shirt and button the middle two buttons, it’s long enough that it hits me at mid-thigh, but I still go on a hunt for a pair of shorts or boxers to put on. Once I find a pair, I roll them at the waist a few times and tie the ends of his shirt into a knot, so I look somewhat cute.
I walk down the hall and to the stairs that overlook the kitchen and living room of his penthouse. He has the news on quietly while he chops veggies. He looks so sexy. I take a minute at the top of the steps to watch him before he notices me. His hair is all disheveled. A pair of Harvard sweats hang low on his narrow hips. All his lean muscles and ink are on display.
He looks up and notices me. “Good morning, beautiful.” He tells me with a warm smile when I reach the bottom of the stairs. “You look a lot cuter in that shirt than I do.”
“It’s all in the knot,” I tilt my head and tug on one of the ends of the knot. “I’ll give you a lesson sometime.”
“Sounds good. Scrambled eggs with peppers and spinach okay?”
“That’s perfect. Do you need help with anything?”
“You can make yourself a cup of coffee if you want.”
I go to the drawer he told me holds all his coffee pods and pick one. After I get everything going, I turn and take a seat on one of the island stools to watch him work. He’s so sure of everything he does. I’ve always wondered how he, Con, and Levi all have this unending confidence in everything they do. They never seem to second guess or overthink anything.
“What are you thinking about over there?” He asks over his shoulder.
“Nothing in particular. Enjoying watching you work.” I’m not bringing the vibe down by talking about Con.
“Do you have anything going on today?”
“No, the studio in my apartment was just finished, so I’ll probably practice.”
“Is it safe for you to be practicing alone?” He turns back to me with our breakfast plated and sets mine down in front of me. “What do your doctors say about everything?”
“I don’t have any restrictions on physical activity yet.” My mood instantly drops with this topic of conversation. I sigh as I pick up my fork.
“Hey.” He swivels my stool around, so I’m facing him. “I’m sorry for bringing it up.”
“Yeah,” I give him a half smirk, “you totally failed the vibe check.”
He makes it up to me by changing the topic of conversation while we eat and kissing me senseless as I get ready to go to home.
