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Yep, she’s going to drive me insane.
I pull on a pair of lounge pants before leaving the room, knowing this is part of the routine. I don’t know when we decided on taking turns getting the first shower because the hot water heater can’t keep up with two people, but she showered first yesterday.
“You’re going to let me shower without seeing me get naked?” she calls from the bedroom as I reach out to pull the door of the fridge open.
I won’t make the mistake of thinking she wants me in there. I know she’s asking because she thinks I’ll expect something different if she does it while I’m not witnessing it.
I don’t respond to her, but I know she’s proceeding because the shower turns on. I wait a minute or two, ensuring she’s wet, before walking back that way.
The shower curtain is closed, and I hate that we aren’t at my actual house because that place has glass doors. If we were there, I’d be able to see every fucking inch of her wet body.
“You’re sure about declining my offer?” I ask, hating that she doesn’t react to my words.
I know she knew I was approaching. It’s impossible to move around in this house without the other person knowing. It’s why it startled me so much to find her standing in the doorway when I pulled the curtain open earlier. I was distracted by thoughts of her enough for her to be able to approach me without knowing. I doubt she tried to sneak up on me.
“I’m not going to masturbate in front of you,” she says, but there’s a smile in her voice.
“Last offer,” I say, biting my lip to stop from smiling myself.
“I don’t play with myself in front of men when I don’t even know their name.”
My brows draw together. I didn’t realize until now that I hadn’t told her my name. I demanded it from her that first day, but we weren’t really in a place to exchange courtesies.
“Hollis Ford,” I say immediately, but not in an effort to tip the barter in my direction.
The edge of the curtain is pulled back, and she must’ve become accustomed to being naked in front of me because half her body is showing, not just her face, which is what I would expect.
“Hollis?”
I shrug.
“Your real name?”
“That’s it.”
She narrows her eyes, telling me she doesn’t believe me.
“Still a no?”
She shakes her head in a way that says she thinks I’m crazy rather than rejecting my offer. I leave the room anyway.
It’s been days of this. Days of her getting naked to eat. Nights of her sleeping naked beside me because a bed is a privilege she must earn. I get the feeling she stays in there instead of the living room because she’s honestly afraid of being alone, and that says a lot, considering where she came from.
I can’t even look at the bed as I leave the room. God, I live for the nights that I can’t sleep. She tosses and turns, as restless a sleeper as I’ve ever seen, but it leaves the sheets around her waist. I watch her, fighting the temptation to run my finger over her skin.
It makes me only a fraction better than the men I’ve spent my entire adulthood punishing for the same things. I haven’t stuck my dick in her yet. It’s the only exception I think at this point.
The day drags on like every other day has since arriving. She doesn’t argue when I bring home lunch. She undresses like normal. She does exactly the same thing at dinner time, spreading her legs once again because she asked for an extra side of ranch when I told her I was getting wings for dinner.
I swear I could feel her breath on my balls when she was sucking meat from the damn things, her legs wide open so I could see her secret.
There was no denying her slickness, but I can’t contribute it to anything I did or even something she wanted me to do. She didn’t look tempted to touch herself or needy in the way I’ve seen women act before.
I’ve never been more ready for a day to end than when I climb into the bed.
She heads into the bathroom, not a word spoken between the two of us since I returned home with dinner. It doesn’t take long for her to finish in the bathroom, entering the bedroom in the darkness.
The sheet on her side pulls back.
“Are you—”
“I know the rules, Hollis.”
I swear to God, her saying my name drops to my nuts, setting them to tingle. Had I known I’d enjoy the sound of it from her lips so much, I might’ve told her sooner.
The rule is that she’s naked when she gets under the covers. I’ve been sleeping naked too just to keep her on edge. It’s the only upper hand I’ve been able to manage.
