Page 14 of Falling Double: The Mating Grounds

That is most definitely on purpose, right?

As her elbows go up above her head and she rinses the shampoo from her hair, I get another glimpse of those tiny, perfect breasts—just a quick flash before they are hidden away from view by the angle of her body. But I can’t help but feel like she’s daring me to look. As soon as the thought manifests itself in my brain, my body reacts.

I feel the blood rush to my groin, and my cock stiffens at the idea that she is playing with me. As feisty and angry as she sounds, her body language is something else altogether.

I cannot trust myself to watch this and refrain from running my hands all over that exquisite backside. Worse yet, my mind jumps to immediately ravaging her until we are both insensate and on the floor.

I quickly turn toward the wall, hiding my raging erection from view and trying to think of the most unsexy things imaginable until she leaves.

Dominique

I sneak a peek back over my shoulder at Reid. He didn’t rush to get out, and he hasn’t said a word since I barked at him. My curiosity is now piqued.

He’s standing with his back to me now, fully angled away, with his forehead resting on the tile of the shower wall. My eyes scan quickly up the back of his tall, sinewy form, slowing over his leanly muscled ass and back.

Good gods. He’s not bad to look at, is he?

I shake my head to clear it and go back to my shower, intent on sticking to my plan of fucking with him and leaving quickly.

Wait a minute.

I was so distracted by his pasty perfection that it took a moment to register what I didn’t see during that quick look. His hands.

Holy shit.

I risk another look in his direction, needing answers. Sure enough, his hands are around hip level, hidden from my view by his body, and his forearm muscles are flexing.

I seem to have had an effect.

I smirk to myself and finish my shower quickly. As I saunter back out, past his still immobile form, I whisper toward him, barely raising my voice above the shower spray, “Have fun with that.”

When he whips his face around to gape at me, I blow him a jaunty kiss and wink.

Reid

So much for trying to be discreet. She read me like a book.

I still have my hands fisted around my cock, trying to squeeze it into submission, but after she leaves, I can no longer resist.

I hurriedly soap up one hand and spread the silky, viscous liquid down my shaft, groaning quietly in relief as I pump myself as quickly as I can. I barely make it past two or three strokes when I come undone, my knees buckling and my head throwing back as I spray the shower wall with a truly staggering amount of cum.

I need to get laid. Soon.

Chapter 11

5 Months After The Choosing

Imani

After Parker did my hair, he’s been distant? Maybe not distant, but less Parker-like? I don’t know. It’s been weird.

I’m trying not to be so sensitive after looking like such a baby when we got here, but it’s hard! I miss the before times, when I could just laze about with Dominique and Parker all day after work or school and never had to fight for their attention.

Ugh. Just thinking that must make me a spoiled-rotten brat.

I decide I will keep putting myself out there. Talking to the guys. Trying to find someone else that I can be that comfortable and happy around. There are five totally new guys here that I’ve never met before coming to Cria. Those are decent odds, right?

I realize the fault in my plan almost immediately.

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