“Yep.”She nods, her lids opening to meet my gaze.“Are you?”
“I’m fucking great.”I jut one side of my mouth up in a grin.“Never better.”
“Guess you were serious about those rules.”She jokes, laughing lightly.
“One for one so far.”I wink, then straighten, releasing my hold on the wall.
“Let me get you something to clean that up.”I glance down at my release dripping down her leg.
“There’s wash clothes in that closet at the end of the hall.”She points in the direction I should go.
“On it.”
I stroll away, my dick, now soft, bobbing limply against my lower waist.I grab two of the small towels, then stride into the kitchen, running them under hot water.I squeeze out the excess, then wipe my dick with one, as I beeline back to her.
I bend down, and starting just above her sock, drag the warm cloth up the inside of her leg, cleaning off the result of our encounter.I stop short at the top of her leg, not sure if this is a little too personal, so peer up at her for permission to continue.
She stares down at me, that goddamn lip between her teeth again, her chest rising and falling rapidly.She doesn’t say no, so I flatten my hand under the cloth and wipe her pussy, spreading my fingers as I go, applying light pressure.
A gasp tumbles from her, her pussy contracting under my touch, my dick twitching at her response.Jesus Christ with this girl.She looks fucking sweeter than an angel, but definitely has a touch of the devil inside her.
I finish, then stand.I lean forward, and using my teeth, pluck her lip from her grasp, mumbling against her.“I thought I told you to stop that.”
“Sorry.”She responds meekly.
“Where can I put these?”I motion to the soiled linens in my hand.
“Here.”She takes them from me before turning in the direction of the hall.“I think I need to freshen up again.”
I chuff.“Not sorry.”
She turns, looking over her shoulder, a sexy little grin on her face, as she saunters down the hall.“Neither am I.”
ChapterSeven
Lily
Bloody Valentine
(Acoustic Version)
Machine Gun Kelly
Who am I?And what in the hell did I just do?
I stare at my reflection in the mirror above the sink, my cheeks flushed from the pounding I just got in my hallway.
I don’t do shit like this!
I splash some cold water over my face, then dab it dry.I walk into my adjoining bedroom and snag a fresh pair of panties from the top drawer of my dresser.I pull them on over my sneakers and under the skirt of my dress.My third pair in less than twelve hours.At this rate, my underwear drawer will need a restock and my self-control definitely needs some reigning in.
Maybe I should back out of this day with Luc before things get even crazier.I mean, who am I kidding?This guy is a bonafide rockstar and if I think I am even close to being in the same league with him, I might as well also believe he’s going to even remember my name in a month.
I do not live in a fantasy land.I’m a sensible girl and make sensible decisions.Until today apparently.
Shit.
Should I call Bri and get her advice?I didn’t tell her about this earlier because I knew exactly what her reaction would be.I didn’t want to deal with that, but now I’m second guessing every decision I’m making.
