I’m greedy.
He chuckles and rolls me over with ease as he hovers above me, “Like I said, fucking perfect.”
∞∞∞
I don’t know how long we stayed in bed, but I do know that it was fucking amazing and that we fell asleep for quite a while once we’d finished playing. Multiple orgasms wear you out, in the best kind of way that I can’t wait to repeat.
Soon.
I warned him I was greedy.
I wake up to Cam gently stroking my back, and I hum as I nuzzle his neck, giving him a kiss too.
“Shit,” I groan, as something occurs to me. “We were supposed to be reading the file.”
Cam chuckles, “I’m sure the guys have read it, amongst the cold showers that they took.”
I chuckle, “We put on quite a show.”
“And they fucking loved it,” Cam confirms a firmness to his voice that stops me from overthinking the situation before I even start.
Before I can say anything else, like suggesting that at least one of the others comes to join us, my stomach makes a loud and really embarrassing groan, grumble, sound.
Honestly, it sounds like something caught in some kind of machinery with a weird ghostly wail added in for good measure.
“What the fuck was that?” Camden asks, shocked amusement in his tone.
I bury my head in his chest, “My stomach. Apparently, I’m hungry. Really hungry.”
Doc chuckles, “Me too. Let’s go and find something to eat and see if the guys have found anything in those files of Rana’s.”
“Good idea,” I reply. Looking around, I frown slightly, “Huh, I could have sworn that we were in my room.”
“You’ve only just realized that we aren’t?” He asks as he pulls on a pair of jeans, and I lick my lips.
Men in jeans and nothing else just does something to me, I can’t explain it.
“I was a little distracted,” I retort when my brain finally clicks back online. To be honest, I’m surprised that I still want sex right now. I have been thoroughly fucked, and yet if I wasn’t so hungry, I’d want to go again.
I’m not complaining.
Absolutely not.
I throw on one of Doc’s shirts, making his eyes light with interest again, as he pulls me into his arms and kisses me.
“You look damn good in my shirt,” he mutters against my lips.
I kiss him and then smile, “Thank you. I’m going to get dressed since I kind of burned both of our clothes off without really thinking it through properly.”
He chuckles, “I’m glad you didn’t. I’ll meet you downstairs. Is there anything in particular that you want to eat?”
I shake my head as I pull open his bedroom door, “Nope, I’m good with whatever.”
He smiles and heads in the opposite direction as I make my way to my room. As I’m changing, I start to feel bad about the fact that I was supposed to be going over the file to find the sales, and instead, I had lots and lots of amazingly good sex. Having said or rather thought that, I think that it's important that we don’t just focus on work.
It doesn’t take me very long to get dressed, and when I walk into the front room where everyone seems to have gathered, I’m greeted by smiles, and River pats the couch between him and Reed, inviting me to sit.
It wasn’t until this moment that I realized just how worried I was about their reaction to me spending so much time up in Doc’s room. I mean, it’s pretty fucking obvious what we were doing, and I know that everyone is okay with the way that our relationship is developing, but it does worry me every now and then that one of them might get jealous or feel uncomfortable or something, and I would hate that.
