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“I’ll go after you,” I tell him, and he nods, heading into the bathroom.
I look around the room, taking in the bland artwork hanging on the wall, before I turn on the TV and start flipping through the channels.
The water turns on, and my mind fills with images of a naked Jensen, covered in soap, the hot water slipping over the dips and bulges of his body as steam billows up around him.
I gulp, clenching my thighs together to try to stem the ache that’s forming in my core. I can’t deny that I want Jensen. Even when I hated him, I still wanted him.
I’m not used to having these feelings for anyone. I never dated when I was in high school. It always felt a little… incestuous since everyone seemed to have gone out with everyone else at some point during school.
During college, I was too busy working and doing my classwork to think about trying to find a boyfriend. Then after that, I was trying to make it in San Francisco and getting my business started.
Can I even handle a guy like Jensen? He’s not anything like the man I always pictured I’d end up with, but then again, the big city wasn’t the dream I thought it would be, either. Still, Jensen is big, grumpy, and abrupt.
So, what do I want with him? Just one night? Are we officially burying this feud? Are we friends with benefits? Would that work with us being neighbors? What happens if this all goes south?
A million more questions swirl in my head, but I can’t figure out any of the answers.
The bathroom door opens, and steam billows out as Jensen steps into the room, a towel wrapped low around his hips.
“Shower is all yours,” he says, his gruff voice sending shivers down my spine.
“Thanks.”
I scurry off the bed and into the humid shower. Being in here after him feels so intimate, and I bite my lip. My body starts to warm as I picture him under the water. I strip off my clothes, ignoring my tight nipples and the achy feeling between my legs as I step under the spray in the shower.
Grabbing the body wash, I squirt a little bit into my palm as I start to rub the soap over my skin. My hands linger on my breasts, cupping the soft mounds as I close my eyes and let myself fantasize for a minute.
What would being with Jensen be like? Would he be a gentle lover or does he prefer things a little rougher?
My fingers pinch the sensitive peaks of my nipples, and I gasp softly as I slip further into my fantasy. I’ve never been with anyone like that, but my body hums in approval at the thought of Jensen being my first.
Focus!I remind myself. Just get through this shower, the night, and then the car ride, and then I’ll be safe at home. Where Jensen lives next door.
Grunting in frustration, I hurry through the rest of my shower. When I step out, I realize my mistake. I didn’t bring any of my clothes into the bathroom. Jensen came out in a towel, but I assume that’s because he knew I was waiting on him and would be in the bathroom while he changed.
Great. Now I’m going to have to go out there in nothing but my towel and pray I can bend down and dig through my suitcase without giving Jensen a peep show.
I take my time drying my hair, then wrap the biggest towel around my torso, tucking in the ends securely. Wrapping my hand around the doorknob, I take a deep breath and open the door.
I’m greeted by a shirtless Jensen in nothing more than a pair of basketball shorts slung low on his hips. He’s sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes wide as they roam up and down my curves. I should be embarrassed or scandalized, but when Jensen wipes a hand over his mouth, all I want is to drop my towel and throw myself into his arms.
The fire in his green eyes is enough to burn through any lingering doubts. This man wants me as much as I want him.
Never breaking eye contact, I take a few steps closer, then slowly untuck the corner of the towel, letting it loosen and drop to the floor.
I’ve never been naked in front of a man before, and I’m sure it’s painfully obvious. Should I do a sexy pose? Jut my hip out? Or maybe just dive into the bed and hide under the covers. That sounds pretty good right about now.
Then Jensen growls, his face filled with desire and urgency. There’s no doubt that Jensen likes what he sees. His jaw tenses, his nostrils flare, and his hands clench into fists at his sides. The already impressive bulge in his shorts swells even bigger, making me lick my lips.
“Fawn,” he grits out. At first, I think he’s upset, and I want to die a thousand deaths. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
“I don’t know; I think I have a pretty good idea,” I manage to say, nodding toward the massive tent he’s pitching.
Jensen chuckles, though the sound is almost pained. He stands from his spot on the bed and is next to me in two strides. He hovers his hands inches from my naked body like he wants to touch me but doesn’t want to scare me off.
I tilt my head up, way up, and meet his gaze. A moment of panic washes over me, thinking I just made a fool out of myself, but then he cups my cheeks and pulls me closer, covering my lips with his.
Jensen nips at my bottom lip, coaxing me to open up for him. I gladly do, letting him take the lead. His tongue dives into my mouth, stroking against mine slowly, slowly, slowly, then faster as we fall further into lust.
