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“Well,” Evan says. “I kind of do, so…”
“This from the guy who gave me crap about greasy hands?”
Evan rolls his eyes. “I’m brushing my teeth. You don’t have to.”
“No, I will,” I say magnanimously.
“Thank you.” Evan waves for me to follow and leads me into his bedroom.
When I spot his bed, my heart skips a few beats.
We walk into the bathroom together and brush our teeth—another little bit of domesticity that makes something ache in my chest.
Damn. How can someone brush his teeth so sexily? Given the purpose of the activity, you’d think it would be utilitarian at most.
With effort, I focus on taking care of the doggie cooties in my mouth, but I can’t help catching Evan’s gaze in the mirror a few times. A gaze that’s hard to decipher.
“Can I use your shower?” I gesture at my wet clothes. “And maybe get something to wear?”
This time, Evan’s expression is a lot clearer. “Sure…” His voice is husky. “Do you need help soaping your back?”
Before I can give this due consideration, my head is already bobbing in the affirmative.
Smiling crookedly, Evan begins to strip in the same showy fashion that he did yesterday after losing at Scrabble.
Mouth open, I watch the show all the way to the end, where Vitamin D makes its very big comeback.
“Your turn.” Evan turns away and approaches the shower.
Oh, my. Evan’s powerful back and muscular butt are mouthwatering. And pussywatering.
Evan turns on the shower.
I realize I haven’t blinked this whole time, so I allow myself a cat-like slow blink.
Evan turns back to me and frowns. “Look, Brooklyn, if you don’t want to?—”
I rip my shirt off my body with such haste you’d think it were acid and not water it’s soaked in.
As I strip off the rest, Evan’s eyes grow ever more hooded. After I slide my panties down, he closes the distance between us and gives me another mind-shattering kiss. Then, without releasing my lips, he carries me into the shower.
When the hot water hits my skin, hormones make things a little hazy for the next few seconds. There are definitely lots of soapy hands all over my body: one on my left breast, the second on my lower back, the third between my?—
Wait. Third?
Ah, right. That’s me, pressing firmly on my clit.
“That’s right,” Evan croons. “Make yourself come for me.”
I’m not sure if it’s his words or the pent-up sexual energy brought on by being around him for so long, but a powerful orgasm explodes in my core, making my legs wobble. Thankfully, Evan is there to hold me up.
“Good job.” He puts my hand on the tile wall to the right of me. “Make sure you don’t fall.”
Yeah. Great idea. Wait, where is he?—
“I want to taste you.” He drags his tongue down my body as he gets on his knees.
Oh, fuck.
