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“Don’t worry about me,” he says as he grabs the door handle to close it behind him.
“But what if I do?” I ask.
But I’m too late.
He’s already gone.
36
KINGSTON
Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Yeah?” Her voice floats through the air and fuck if my dick doesn’t react.
I’ve been rocking a semi all fucking day. There aren’t enough unsexy thoughts in the world capable of sinking it.
It doesn’t matter how many times I tell myself that I need to wait, that I need to hear her answer; my body craves her in a way I was not expecting.
She’s always been hot, sure. But this attraction, this chemistry between us is off the charts. I’m at the point of needing her more than my next breath. It’s all I can think about.
“Can I come in?”
“If you’re asking if I’m naked, then yes, I very much am,” she counters, making me smirk.
“Good. That’s what I was hoping for,” I say as I push the door open and march in.
Sadly, she’s totally covered in bubbles, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t look hot as fuck. Her cheeks are pink from the heat of the water and her hair is up in a messy bun, but she’s got sweaty strands sticking to the side of her face and neck. Just like she would after an hour or two rolling around in my bed…
“You’re staring,” she points out, barely able to contain her smile.
I shrug one shoulder. “Want to return the favor?” I ask before reaching behind me and pulling my t-shirt from my body.
“Wh-wh—” She swallows her words as I turn around and tuck my thumbs into my shorts and boxers.
My skin prickles with her attention as I step into the shower and turn it on. I get blasted with ice-cold water, but it does very little to deal with my boner.
There’s only one thing that’s going to get rid of that…
Reaching for my shower gel, I make quick work of washing up, ensuring I keep my back to her at all times.
I might be up for giving her a thrill again, but I’ve got to keep some things secret. Like how much I want her…
As soon as I’m done, I reach for a towel and wrap it around my waist. One look down and I know that I’m not going to hide anything when I do turn around.
I mean, I could walk out of the room like a crab to try and hide it, or I could just?—
The second I face her, her eyes drop to my wet chest and then lower.
Her chin drops and her tongue sneaks out, licking across her bottom lip.
Fuck. That does not help.
“I’ve ordered dinner. It’ll be an hour,” I inform her, ignoring the elephant in the room. “I’m going to leave something on the bed for you to wear.” I pause. “Please, wear it. And do your hair and makeup.”
“But we’re staying in.” She frowns.
I smile at her. “Staying in is the new going out, baby,” I explain.