Page 67 of Wasted Time


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My shoulders fell when I read between the lines of what he was saying. “Do you want me to go?”

“No.” He leaned his forehead against mine. “That’s why I’m fucking this up.”

Smiling, I reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt, pushing it up. He lifted his arms and tugged it the rest of the way off.

Taking a deep breath, I dropped my hands to his waistband but then paused, wanting to be honest. “I’ve never showered with anyone.” His eyes flicked back and forth between mine, and I continued. “You’re also the first man I ever slept with.”

I saw the confusion on his face and smiled. “I mean, actually slept beside in bed.”

He grinned. “Never slept with anyone either, princess, and now I’ve done it with you twice.”

“I guess in a way, we were both virgins in that respect.”

He chuckled. “Haven’t been a virgin in a long fucking time.”

He tangled his hand in my hair and dropped his mouth to mine before kissing me slowly this time, and coaxing my mouth open in a way that felt intimate. His fingers moved to my shirt, and we took it off together before doing the same to my pants. I unsnapped his jeans and pulled down the zipper before shoving them off his hips, along with his underwear.

Staring down at the piercing that had felt so good inside me, I asked what I was curious about. “Did it hurt?”

“Yeah, it really fucking hurt,” he admitted with a laugh.

I lifted my eyes. “Why did you have it done?”

“It was a dare,” he admitted. “I was eighteen and in the military. We just completed boot camp and went out to celebrate. I drank way too much, they dared me, and I did it.”

“Why didn’t you have it removed?”

“Found out pretty quickly that it did some crazy shit to women, so I kept it.”

Laughing, I nodded. “That’s true. It does.”

Reaching down, he grabbed my hand and tugged me into the shower, but once inside, he did a quick circle. “When did you put all your shit in here?”

“When you were talking to Bear. Is that okay?”

“Yeah.”

He picked up my shampoo and handed it to me, but I shook my head. “If I go to bed with wet hair, I’ll look like a poodle when I wake up.”

“So?”

My eyes widened, but I laughed. “You’re such a guy.”

He put the shampoo back and grabbed the soap, but when I pointed at the pump bottle I had, he put the soap back and pumped some of that into his hand. “Why the hell do you need all this shit?”

“I don’t need it,” I said, but then moaned when he ran his soapy hands all over my skin. “I just like it.”

He grinned and cupped me between my legs. “If this is the shit that makes your skin this soft, then I like it too.”

I blinked slowly when the warmth of the water and his touch surrounded me. I was just about to tell him I was getting tired when he moved his hand and quickly washed himself. Turning off the water, he reached out of the shower and grabbed a few towels, wrapping one around me. “Come on, you’re tired.”

“I am tired,” I admitted, yawning.

I ran the towel over my skin before wrapping it around my body and following him into his bedroom.

I went straight to my bag on the chair, but stopped when he grabbed my hand. “You ever sleep naked?”

My eyebrows lifted. “No. Have you?”

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