I helped Laz clean up, then made my way back toward my room.
And fuck if it wasn’t the one right next to fucking Nave’s old one.
I could hear the shower running.
And damn if there was no one in the hall to see me when I paused outside that door.
Then, knowing I was being reckless, I moved inside, closed, and locked the door.
The bathroom door was cracked, hot steam drifting into the bedroom as I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt, then finally, my pants, pausing only to grab a condom out of the pocket. Had I stashed it there with the hopes of catching her alone again? Sure did. Even after telling myself all night that it had to be a one-time thing.
Not wanting to give her a heart attack, I partially pushed open the bathroom door before knocking on it.
“Seriously?” she grumbled. “I’m naked in here.”
Clearly, she was expecting a cousin.
“Kinda counting on that,” I said.
I never saw a shower curtain snatch open so fast in my life.
Her shocked gaze was on my face for just a second before her hungry eyes raked over me.
There was a long pause on the foil in my hand. Then another one on my cock straining the material of my boker briefs.
A soft little whimper escaped her that had my cock twitching.
Then she straightened and pulled the curtain fully open in invitation.
I yanked down my underwear, then slid on the condom with her gaze on me the whole time.
Then I moved across the small space and stepped into the shower.
Reaching back, I slid the curtain closed.
I reached for her then, turning her and pulling her back against my chest.
There was no hesitation as my hands slid up her belly to cup her breasts, squeezing. My fingers circled, rolled, and pinched.
Gracie turned her head into my neck, her little gasps and whimpers making my cock twitch.
Her ass wiggled against my length, dragging a groan out of me.
“I didn’t think you’d come,” she said, her voice breathy.
“Were you thinking about me?” I asked, one hand moving down her belly.
Her head nodded.
“Yeah?” I asked. “Doing what? This?” My hand pressed between her thighs, and her little moan had my own desire ratcheting up.
“Yes,” she whimpered as I found her clit. “And no,” she added, making my lips curve up.
“Maybe this?” I asked as I slid two fingers down and pressed them inside her.
“Yes,” she sighed, hips rocking, her pussy tightening around my fingers.
“Or did you have something else in mind?” I asked, teeth nipping her earlobe.
