Page 45 of Rogue Romeo
She smiles up at me, and my heart rate kicks up twenty beats. “Come on down, your breakfast is getting cold!”
“You didn’t need to cook for me, Sunshine.” I descend the steps, making my way into the kitchen and easing onto a high stool at the counter to watch her work, at ease now having successfully hidden the evidence of how much this girl turns me on.
Pick one you won’t fuck. That way, you can keep it purely business.
Henry’s words flit through my mind, and I can feel my brows draw together.
I won’t fuck Rey, IknowI won’t, because I’ve never slept with anyone I’ve given a shit about before. And I won’t make the exception for her either, because she deserves better than what I can give her.
“Penny for your thoughts?”
Rey drops a plate of eggs and bacon down on the counter with a grin before spinning back around to the stove, where there’s a big ass pot that I didn’t even know I owned.
I dig into the eggs, moaning in delight when I taste them. “Christ, what did you put in these? They’re hands-downthebest eggs I’ve ever tasted.”
Chuckling, she keeps her back to me. “It’s amazing what some seasoning does for your taste buds.” She turns slightly, resting her chin on her right shoulder. “It’s a tease for what’s coming.”
I smile before turning my attention back to my plate, scarfing it down in record time.
When I’m finished, I rub my toned stomach while Rey grabs the plate to drop it into the sink, but not before she takes a veiled look at my exposed torso.
The covert glance makes my cock pulse once more in my underwear, and I curse my piss-poor decision to leave the sanctity of my bedroom in only my fucking Calvins.
“How do you feel about Costa Rican for lunch?” She doesn’t turn from her task, the muscles in her shoulder working beneath the skin in a way I simply can’t tear my eyes away from.
That fucking dream!
“I’m making Lita’s tamales, and I’ve been up since the crack of dawn getting everything ready.”
She spins about, my eyes instantly landing on her breasts, rising and falling with each breath as a result of her exertions.
I need a cold shower.
“Could you grab me a water from the refrigerator, please?”
She tilts her head to the side, clearly confused, but does as I’ve asked, and as soon as she has her back turned, that’s my cue.
I’m halfway up the stairs, almost to my room, when I hear her call from behind. “Hey, didn’t you want your water?”
I pick up my pace, practically running now. “Got to make a call. I’ll be back.”
Once I reach my door, I throw it open and dive inside, marching straight to the shower, ripping off my underwear as I go.
I step under the cool water thatshouldbe making my boner fuck off, but it’s not working, and Iknowit’s a result of my damn dream.
Pinching my eyes closed tight, my hand strays to my throbbing cock, pumping it up and down once, twice. The vision of Rey’s shoulder stirring that pot vigorously makes me moan, and I know I won’t make it through the day without rubbing one out.
“On your knees, Sunshine.”
I focus on big brown eyes, a warm mouth taking my dick deep inside, sucking and bobbing. I fuck my hand slowly, savoring the vision of Rey’s mouth around my cock until I’m right on the cusp.
“Fuck my mouth, pretty boy.”
I explode, throwing my head back against the wall with a dull thud as I come in thick streams against the side of the shower. I’m completely unable to stop the guttural groan that spills from my lips.
“Rey! Fuck, yes, Sunshine.”
My chest heaves while my mind spins for a hot moment, having come ridiculously hard until the icy cold water begins to bite into my rapidly cooling skin, and the guilt of what I’ve just done starts to gnaw at my insides.