Boner glanced down. "Good isn't it? Pre-pear Uranus four cock."
"Words of wisdom from Edward Bonegard," I said dryly.
"Please," he said dismissively. "I wish I could be this wise."
"You're that cocky," I told him.
He chuckled. "Very true, Ms. St. James, very true." He tilted his head and gazed over at me. "Please tell me you sleep naked."
I shrugged. "That depends."
"On?"
"A bunch of things, including the fact Jules is here too." We could close and lock the door, but if I went to the toilet in the middle of the night, he might get an eyeful. I didn't dislike that thought as much as I would have expected myself to.
Yes, the guy was a prick, but he was there for me today. He could have fucked off when the others turned up to help clean up. He hadn't, he'd stuck around and helped.
He'd turned up when Cass asked him to. A lot of people wouldn't have.
"I think we've already established I don't have a problem poking out people's eyes to stop them from seeing you naked." Boner rose and sat beside me.
"I don't think Cass would like that too much." I leaned against his shoulder. "I suspect Jules would like it even less. And Archer. He was nice to let us stay here. I feel like stabbing one of his house guests would be bad manners."
"You're unfortunately right." He touched a finger to my face, just below my ear and traced his way across my jawline, to the other ear. "Pajamas it is. After I'm finished with you." He leaned over to pressed a kiss to my mouth.
I kissed him back, before pulling away and asking, "Was that T-shirt supposed to be instructive?"
His hand on my cheek, he said, "Do you want it to be?"
"If it's not an actual rooster." I glanced down at it. The animal was cute, but I wasn't into that kind of cock.
"I strut, but I'm not covered in feathers." He kissed my jaw, then stood to close the door. "Wouldn't want Jules seeing my bare ass as I fuck yours."
I wasn't sure Ididn'twant him to see that, but I kept that thought to myself. I didn't want to ruin the moment.
Anything that may or may not happen between me and Jules could wait for now.
Boner knelt on the bed and pushed me gently onto my back.
"I've seen a metric crap ton of art in my life, but you in my bed might be my favorite." He pulled the tie out of my hair and tossed it aside, letting my hair fan out across the pillow. "So gorgeous."
He worked his hands up under my shirt, pushing it as he went, exposing my breasts which were only covered with a thin layer of lace.
"Tell me something." He ran the tip of his tongue over one nipple, wetting the bra cup. "Do you still have Cass' cum between your legs?"
"Yes," I said in a whisper.
"Perfect. I'm going to put mine in your ass." He squeezed my hip. "You want that?"
"Yes," I whispered again. "Please." The light touch on my nipples was enough to make me so aroused that, if he didn't fuck me somewhere, we were going to test whether or not the neighbors could hear me scream.
"Excellent." He rolled me onto my side, unhooked my bra and pushed it down my arms. My leggings and panties followed.
By the time I was back on my back, he was naked, getting a tube of lube out of his suitcase.
"I knew packing this was a good idea." He rejoined me on the bed and gestured for me to lie in my stomach. Opening the tube, he squeezed a generous blob onto his fingers.
I rolled onto my stomach and let him part my legs before pressing his cool, slippery fingers slowly into my rear hole. The cold lube made me shiver, but he soon warmed me up again, rolling his fingers slowly around the ring of muscle, soothing and stretching me.
