Through the shower glass, I saw the door open. When Shep stepped inside, I shook my head.
“Oh no you don’t,” I said. “Go get your own shower—this one’s taken.”
“Aw, don’t be like that.” He didn’t pay any attention to my warning, peeling off his clothes instead and adding them to the pile. The glass distorted his image, but it was still a fucking hot one. Not that I was going to let that distract me from my irritation.
He opened the shower door to my glare, and the bastard grinned.Grinned. Like I wouldn’t take the showerhead off and knock him unconscious with it.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I said when he went to step inside. “I’m feeling feral right now. I can’t promise you’ll leave this shower if you enter it.”
“Feral? Me too.” He held up his hands and walked his naked ass into my space. “I come in peace.”
“I don’t know that word.” I scrubbed at my scalp, feeling for anything that shouldn’t be there and hoping like hell I wouldn’t find anything.
“Bend over and I’ll show you,” he said. “Or don’t you want me to check in all the hidden places?”
There was a challenge in those blue eyes, along with misplaced arousal, because there was nothing at all sexy about this moment.
Although my dick wasn’t necessarily getting the message, because it got interested the second Shep stepped into the shower.Fucking traitor.
He took the bar of soap from me and began to lather up his hands, and I stayed under the spray, not giving him an inch.
“Come on, Theo,” he said, dropping his voice to that sexy, persuasive tone I hadn’t been able to resist—so far. “I’ll be thorough…”
I sniffed and kicked my chin up, not ready to give in, wanting to make Shep pay for our disastrous adventure. But I reallydidwant him to check that I hadn’t missed anywhere, and if he wanted to make it up to me, then I guessed I could at least get an orgasm out of the deal.
“Well,” I said, turning around so the spray hit my chest, “I suppose it is theleastyou could do.”
Shep moved in behind me, sliding his soapy hands down my ass, his lips against my ear. “Bend over for me and I’ll make it up to you.”
Now that was more like it. I still didn’t hear a “sorry,” but Shep would be too proud to admit his idea of a good time was a terrible one.
I braced myself on the wall, bending enough to give him access. He spread my cheeks, trailing his fingers down between them, and my traitorous body shivered, giving me away.
He didn’t get on his knees, but stayed close enough that I could feel his warmth as he did a very thorough inspection of my ass, those talented fingers teasing in just the right spot to have my resolve waning. But just a little.
I closed my eyes and waited for him to dive in deeper, to feel his cock tease my hole before he took me, but then the image of a leech hiding beneath his balls entered my mind, and I spun around.
Shep wasn’t expecting me to do that, because he blinked in surprise but didn’t back up a step.
“We have a problem,” I said, pushing against his chest with my finger. “How do I know you aren’t hiding any little bastards? We never checked you.”
Shep ran the soap through his hands and smirked. “Is this your way of feeling me up, then?”
“Hardly. I just don’t want your dick anywhere near my ass if you haven’t thoroughly checked yourself.”
“Oh, I see. Did you want to do the honors, then?” He held the bar out to me, and I snatched it from him.
I lathered up my hands, my eyes trailing down his rock-hard chest and abs to the stiff dick pointing straight out at me. It wasn’t fair that he had such a gorgeous cock, but it was my good fortune. Especially now, since I planned to make good use of it.
Like I’d said, it was theleasthe could do.
I placed the soap back in the alcove, and the second I wrapped my fingers around him, Shep sucked in a breath and dropped his head back.
I wanted to stay angry, really I did, and maybe if I hadn’t been facing him…
Maybe if I couldn’t see, feel or smell him, I would’ve been able to stay strong.
But it turned out I was as weak as the millions of other people who wanted to get their hands on America’s son. The main difference? Ihadmy hands on him, and I’d be damned if I let him get away without getting the orgasm I deserved.
