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Jessie doesn’t say a word as she walks to the shower and yanks on the tap, but when she turns, her hands go to her leggings and she deliberately shimmies them over her hips.
Her panties have gingerbread cookies on them.
“Do you own normal underwear?” I ask, undoing my jeans and shoving them down.
“Do youreallywant to know about my underwear?” she asks in a husky voice. Then she gets tangled in her leggings and trips because her eyes are on my underwear as I kick my jeans aside.
“No.” I lie. “I don’t.” I want to know everything about her underwear, but mostly I want to take them off her. “The first shower is mine.”
Jessie shakes her head as she unhooks her bra. It probably falls to the floor, but I don’t notice because her tits are gorgeous, her pink nipples hardening, begging to be sucked and tugged.
Shit. I shouldn’t be here with her. I shouldn’t be pushing down my jockey shorts. But I am pushing them down, and Jessie’s taking off her gingerbread panties. Then we’re naked. Staring at each other. This time when she looks at my dick, she doesn’t look disappointed. She looks hungry.
Jessie steps into the shower, adjusting the heat before giving me a saucy little look. That’s all the invitation I need to follow. When I touch her, her skin is warm and wet and she turns in my arms and I crush her into the tiled wall. The feel of her body, slick against mine, has me so damned hard. My hands are everywhere, touching her everywhere, drawing little whimpering sounds from her. Twenty years of pent-up lust unleashed just like that. The softness of her might kill me, but fuck. Worth it. I tangle one hand in her hair and cup her face with the other.
I don’t give a damn if this is the biggest mistake of my life. I’m going to make it.
“We do this once.” I warn her, brushing my thumb over her plump lower lip. I want her lip between my teeth. The taste of her in my mouth. Jessie nips my thumb and I let my hand drop to rest in the notch of her collarbone. My fingers curl where her neck meets her shoulder. “We don’t tell anyone.”
Jessie nods, her eyes wide.
When I bend to kiss her, she stops me, her eyes wary. “I’m not interested in a pity fuck.”
Is that what she thinks the laundry room was? I mean, I don’t know what it was, but I know it wasn’t that. “I don’t fuck for charity.”
“It probably won’t be any good. For either of us.” Her voice is breathy as I skate my lips over hers.
I’m not sure that’s possible, but I agree with her anyway. “We won’t want to do it again.”
She gives me an almost gentle push. “Go get a condom. We do this once and go back to normal.”
Normal would be good. I really, really need normal.
Chapter thirteen
Jessie
Anysecond,Nic’sgoingto come to his senses. He’s going to stop searching his jeans for a condom, realize it’s me, and walk out of this bathroom without a word. I know it in my bones.
God, my impulse control sucks. He’s going to hurt me again.
I tip my head back, closing my eyes as warm water rinses the whipped cream from my hair. Anticipation thrums through me from head to toe. I’m trying to be okay with the fact that Nic’s going to walk out, leaving me unsatisfied and humiliated and I’m going to have to spend the rest of the holiday pretending I don’t care.
His hand slides over the wet skin of my waist, and I suck in a breath.
He didn’t leave.
He doesn’t press against me, not right away, but I can feel how close he is. My skin buzzes with the knowledge. His touch is light and teasing, trailing down my stomach and dipping lower, the only contact between us. A small moan escapes my lips as his fingers find my clit.
I need this so damn bad.
He kisses me, hot and wet, where my neck and shoulder meet, as he closes the gap between us. His body is hard at my back, his erection pressing against my ass. He slips a finger inside me, then another, his touch hitting just right.
“You’re so wet for me.” He mumbles into my shoulder, his teeth scraping my skin and making me shiver.
I rock my hips against him and gasp at the sensation that unfurls within me. “We’re in the shower, dumbass.”
He pulls his fingers free, his hand skimming up my body as he brings them to his mouth. “Definitely you.” He uses that hand to turn my face to his for a surprisingly gentle kiss.
