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“He’s so fucking trashed.” Wyatt shakes his head, still laughing.
“Guys, just help him to his room. He needs to sleep it off.” I shot back.
The guys disappear into the house leaving their laughter in the air.
Shorty sits on my lap, swaying her hips to Dua Lipa’s “Levitating.”
“God, woman. I need you to stop doing that.” I groan, holding her hips in place. She giggles but doesn’t stop moving.
Fuck me.
“Shorty. You’re killing me.” I bury my head against her back, trying not to take her right here, right now.
But the agony in my voice doesn’t faze her because she continues to laugh her ass off and grind against my dick like it’s her favorite toy.
I pull her close to my chest and enjoy the way her body molds into mine so perfectly. She relaxes against me, and it settles something within me knowing she’s allowing herself to enjoy this moment.
“Stay the night.” I whisper against her back.
She glances over her shoulder with a curious look. “I really should go home.”
“It’s really late, and I don’t feel like driving thirty minutes each way.”
She contemplates for a second, but gives in.
“Ok. Let me call Abuela to make sure it’s ok with her.”
Once Shorty’s grandmother gives her the approval to stay over, we call it a night. When we walked into the house, with my hand on Shorty’s back, I whispered in her ear, “I’ll meet you upstairs.”
She nods against me and walks up the stairs.
After cleaning up the beer bottles, and pizza boxes, I bound up the stairs, two at a time, and checked on the guys. Ash peacefully snorts while Jag and Wyatt are passed out on the floor beside the bed.
Closing the door behind me, I walk into my bedroom when a high-pitched shriek causes me to flinch.
Shorty is naked. And I meanbutt naked.
“Shit. Sorry.” I turn around and shut my eyes but can’t help a small tug at the corner of my mouth.
I just saw her bare ass.
And what a nice ass it was.
I hear a door slam shut. When I turn around, Shorty is nowhere in sight which means she’s in the bathroom and that I just fucked up. I forgot she left her clothes in my bedroom.
I lay back on my bed, covering my face with my hands. Now I have a perfect image of her smooth tan skin, tight round ass, and firm toned thighs. I can only imagine what her tits look like.
Jesus. What the fuck is wrong with me?
I quickly sit up when I hear the bathroom door opening. She’s wearing one of my T-shirts and it hangs low to her knees.
Holy fu—
“Sorry, it was on your bed. I didn’t have anything to sleep in.” She tugs at the hem of the shirt.
“It’s fine. I like you in my clothes.” I rake my hands down my face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were going to be in here.”
“It’s ok. Should’ve excepted it since it’s your thing to appear from out of nowhere.” She starts to walk toward the door and smiles over her shoulder.
