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Tipping my head back, I rinse the shampoo before facing her fully. “You shouldn’t.”
“You said I couldn’t handle your brand of fun.”
I palm my cock and arch a brow. “I did.”
Apple grips the hem of her shirt and lifts it over her head. It falls to the floor, and she removes her bra. Her tits are on glorious display, and I can’t stop from tugging myself.
“You’re drunk, sweetheart,” I say, hoping like hell she ignores my insanely weak attempt to stop her actions.
She nods even as she unbuttons her jeans and pushes them over her hips, taking them and her panties off with clumsy movements. When she straightens, she levels her gaze on mine.
“Do you like me?” she asks, her voice tentative.
“I shouldn’t,” I hiss.
“Do you like me?”
I glance down at my erection and then slide my eyes to the juncture of her thighs. I take in the way her hips flare slightly and lift my eyes to where her waist nips in and then higher still to savor the way her nipples pebble under my scrutiny.
“Malice?” she prods.
Finally, I lock eyes with her and smirk. “What’s not to like?”
She lets out a little growl of frustration. “You know that’s not what I mean,” she huffs. “Do. You. Fucking. Like. Me?”
“You’re sassy, you know that?” I step toward the edge of the shower and reach for her hand, wrapping my fingers around her wrist. “Sassy and…” I tug her until she collides with my wet chest. “Sexy and…” I pull her under the water, chuckling at the way she sputters when it hits her in the face. “Funny and…” Sliding my hands down her back, I cup her ass. “Talented and…”
I press my mouth to hers, and her arms go around my waist. Apple digs her nails into my back, and I swallow her moans. Sweeping my tongue past her lips, I deepen the kiss, no longer giving a damn about all the reasons this is a bad idea.
After lifting Apple in my arms, she wraps her legs around my hips, and I back her up against the wall. Our skin is slick, and steam billows in the bathroom, shrouding us as if protecting us from the outside world.
“What the fuck?!”
“What the fuck?!”
Startled, I jump backward and hit my head on the tile wall. Pain radiates through my skull, and my bliss-filled drunken state immediately morphs into stone-cold sober annoyance.
“What the hell, Mark?” I demand as my prone position registers, and I use my arms to cover my boobs. “Get out of here!”
Luckily, the half wall covers up my lady bits because I don’t need Mark to see me completely naked.
I’m gonna be scarred for life as it is after this.
Malice shifts his body to block Mark’s view and snarls, “Get the fuck outta here.”
“Get your goddamn hands off her,” Mark orders, taking a step toward the shower.
Malice smirks. “She likes my hands on her.”
“Malice, shut up,” I snap, and then I peek around his shoulder at Mark. “You need to get out. We can discuss this once I have clothes on.”
“Like hell I’m leaving.” Mark grabs one of the towels from the rack. “Come here, Apple.”
“You’ve got two seconds to get the fuck outta here,” Malice threatens.
“Mark, go,” I plead, needing to diffuse this situation fast. “I’ll be right out, then we can talk.”
“No, I’m not leaving you alone with him.” He juts his chin out stubbornly. “I won’t let him take advantage of you while you’re drunk,” he sneers.
