I step up to her so we’re toe-to-toe, so she can feel just how hard I am right now. When I see the telltale flush pinken her cheeks, I know I’ve got her.
We barely make it through the door to Hannah’s apartment before I have her up against the wall, pinning her body with mine. I grip her hip with one hand and plant the other above her head, leaning in close and dragging the bridge of my nose alongher jaw. Breathing her in, I bask in the heady scent of cookies, cream, and the hint of sweat.
“Tell me what you want, Baby Draper,” I murmur, my lips ghosting the shell of her ear.
“I want your cock,” she grits out, her voice all low and throaty and sexy.
I find the trigger point at the base of her neck and swirl my tongue around it, sucking it softly. “Justmy cock?”
“Yes.” Her back arches, seeking more, her hands reaching up and pushing my ball cap off my head, nails raking through my hair, holding my mouth to the spot that makes her body shudder.
“You…” I punctuate the word with a lingering kiss to her jaw, my hands snaking down over the generous curve of her ass.
“Me…” With another slow kiss to the corner of her mouth, I crouch down and lift her off her feet so her legs are forced to wrap around my waist.
“Shower…” I glide my tongue along the seam of her mouth, sliding inside and finding hers.
“Now.” I groan against her tongue, grinding my rock-hard cock against her pussy, feeling her needy heat through the layers that separate us.
The moment is suddenly interrupted by a loud, groaning whine, and I pull back, looking at Hannah before glancing over my shoulder to find Toast Malone sitting by the door, staring at us expectantly.
Hannah stifles a laugh.
I turn back to her, meeting her heavy-lidded eyes. “Did I just get cockblocked by a dog?”
“Hey, when you gotta go, you gotta go.” Hannah shrugs a shoulder, sliding off me and finding her feet. “Oh, and since you two are suchbrosand all,” she says with a knowing smirk, “you know where his leash is.”
I blink at her, watching as she removes her jacket, walking through the doorway to her bedroom with an emphasized swayto her hips. She pauses long enough to throw me a seductive wink over her shoulder as she says, “I’ll be in the shower…”
I turn back to Toast Malone, gawking at him incredulously. “Dude.”
He groans again, shifting impatiently.
“Fucking bro code,” I grumble to myself as I grab his leash from the closet.
CHAPTER 7
HANNAH
The hot water is heaven as it beats down over my shoulders and back, helping to release the knots and easing some tension. I finish massaging the shampoo into my scalp, bubbles streaming down my face, my breasts, my stomach as I rinse off. I follow the trail with my hands, rubbing my peaked nipples between my fingers, continuing down and stopping at the apex of my thighs where I’m so needy.
Seeing Happy shirtless and sweaty, hearing him grunt, watching his muscles pull under his skin with every movement of his strong body did something to me. I’ve been a horny mess ever since. God, I’m pathetic.
I dip my finger between my folds, already so slick and wet, a moan catching in the back of my throat when I graze my swollen clit. With one hand palming my breast, tugging on my pebbled bud, the other playing with my pulsing pussy, I’m already so close.
Blinking through the water droplets, I turn beneath the stream of steady water, sucking in a gasp when I find Happy standing right there on the other side of the glass, watching me with a heated, intense, heavy-lidded gaze. My eyes rove down his naked body, zeroing in on his hand wrapped around histhick cock, where he’s shamelessly working himself over with slow, determined strokes.
I arch a brow. “Are you getting in or not?”
Flashing me the hint of a roguish smirk, Happy steps in, crowding me, the shower barely big enough for the two us. His hands are immediately on me, pulling me flush against him, his hard length pressed against my stomach as his fingers graze up my sides, cupping my breasts, thumbs tracing my nipples with teasing circles, making me whimper.
“You are so fucking hot,” Happy murmurs against my mouth before thrusting his tongue inside and claiming me with a filthy, brutal kiss that makes my knees buckle.
I suck on his tongue, groaning at the feel of his fingers toying with my sensitive nipples, at the feel of his dick pulsing between us. I need it. I’m not even sure what, but I need it. All of it.
“Turn around, put your hands on the tile, and spread your legs,” Happy rasps.
When I look up at him confused, he flashes me a mischievous wink that makes my stomach flip. Turning, I do as he says, placing my hands against the tile. Happy’s fingers dig into my muscles, trailing down my spine before he lands a hard, unexpected smack to my ass.
