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Karli jolts backward. So do I.
“We should—I should—probably head inside. Gotta clean up the kitchen, you know?” She hops to her feet.
Clearing my throat, I rise from my seat as well. “I’ll help.”
Wordlessly, we bring our dishes back into the kitchen. I rinse the plates and load the dishwasher while Karli wipes the counters and sweeps the kitchen floor.
When we’re done cleaning, we both head for the stairs, shame and lust hanging heavy in the air. “Dinner was delicious, Karli,” I tell her at the top of the stairs. “And I usually don’t even like cauliflower.”
She throws me a quick smile, the long shadows of the hallway playing across her face. “I’ll teach you the recipe. And you should bake for me someday,” she challenges me, her eyes twinkling like beacons in the dark. “See how your baking skills hold up.”
“Okay. I will,” I promise.
Her lips tilt up on one side. “Will you really?”
I grin at her. “Promise. We’re gonna be stuck here together all summer, after all.”
“Yeah, we’ve got all summer.”
Forbidden visuals take form in my head. The temptation to corner her against the wall, slip my hands under her T-shirt, fill my hands with the gorgeous breasts that have been torturing me all night. Or I could stretch her out on these hardwood floors, drape her legs over my shoulders and completely devour her pussy. Or force her to her knees in front of the starlit window and make her open her pretty mouth for me.
My cock aches at the possibilities.
Karli combs her fingers through her long, dark strands. “I need to wash my hair.” Then she fumbles. “Oh shoot. It’s your shower rotation.”
“No worries. Go right ahead,” I tell her.
“You sure?”
“Yeah. I can wait. You can go first.” I make a sweeping motion with my hand, motioning toward the bathroom.
Her eyes hook on mine and she smiles at me. “Good night, Mason.”
“Good night.” I don’t take my attention off of her until she steps into the bathroom, closing the door and completely disappearing from view.
In my room, I collapse on my bed, imagining my beautiful roommate in the shower, touching her body with soap suds sluicing over her curves. I do my best to keep my cock from growing hard but I’m fighting a losing battle.
When she’s done an eternity later, I get off my ass and head into the steamy bathroom. The flowery scent of her shampoo attacks me as I step under the spray.
I can’t help it—my fingers curl around my steely erection like a vise. I fuck my fist like a fool, pretending that it’s Karli. The water is running icy cold by the time I’m exploding against the bathroom tile.
Goddammit.
We camethisclose to crossing the line out there on the deck tonight. The good news is, we snapped back to our senses just in time.
But the bad news? I’m running out of self-restraint. Not sure I have enough moral fortitude to last me all summer long.
15
KARLI
Iexperimented with a new recipe today. Now, I’m looking for someone to share it with. And since I’m missing my bestie, I’ve designated Layla as my official taste-tester.
I’m desperately needing the distraction, especially after the way the early hours of the morning went down. I woke up with the sun, reading, journaling, trying to not think about Mason.
But after hanging out with him on the back deck last night, getting the man out of my head was impossible. I’m ashamed to admit that while he was downstairs getting ready for work, I crawled beneath my covers, slid my hand into my panties and had a toe-twisting orgasm with the thought of him on my mind.
This has got to stop. I’ve got to get a hold of myself before we take things too far.
