I chuckle and gently slide out of her.I get to my feet and help her stand.She’s unsteady, but I stay close, making sure she doesn’t fall.
The hands gripping my forearms slide further up, as does her gaze.“Please don’t hurt me,” she whispers, and then heads for the bathroom, leaving the door open.
My hands shake as I run them through my hair.
I am so fucked.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Reid
The orange juice goesdown nicely after demolishing an egg, sausage, and bacon sarnie.I needed the fuel after this morning.
Speaking of...The drop-dead gorgeous woman who, only an hour ago, agreed to ‘more’ sits glaring at me.I smirk, wiggling my eyebrows at her.“Sunshine, get over it already.”
“No,” she grumbles, her cheeks flushing once again.
“She didn’t see anything,” I remind her, but like the first time I pointed it out, it doesn’t help.
Makayla clears her throat.“Unless you count his arse and your leg over his shoulder.”
I chuckle when Summer turns even redder.In all fairness, she is the one who suggested we take the shower.She practically dragged me in there.And it was entirely her fault that I couldn’t keep my hands off her.If I had known showering with a chick would be such a fucking turn on, I would have been doing it all along.Because fuck me, the suds of soap that ran over her tits, and the way her back arched when she rinsed soap out of her hair, had all sorts of images running through my head.
And the only complaint she made when I got to my knees and ate her out was that she wanted more.
She should have locked the door if she didn’t want an audience.Makayla had gotten quite the surprise when she walked in on us.Summer had been mid-orgasm, so her cry had been from a couple of things.
I chuckle at Makayla as Summer glares her way.“Not helping.”
“I don’t know why you’re embarrassed.Seemed like he knew what he was doing.Last guy who went down on me, I felt embarrassed for him.He had no idea what he was doing but acted like he was a pro.”
I pour another glass of orange juice before holding the glass up to Makayla.She clinks hers with mine.“I definitely knew what I was doing.Been practicing for this moment my whole life.”
My phone beeps in my pocket and I pull it out.It’s eight in the morning, and whilst Jaxon already confirmed it was okay for me to arrive late today, my stomach still clenches when I see his name on the screen.I promised I would stop disappointing him, and I meant it.
JAXON: We may have a lead on Black.Come to the offices.
