Page 43 of Dangerous Play

I rubbed my eyes and blinked at the guy sleeping on the other side of the bed. Max discarded his T-shit sometime during the night complaining about the heat in the room. I wore his hoodie and shorts to sleep, but the body heat coming from him kept me hot.

Admiring his tanned and toned chest, I wished I could run a hand over his sculpted muscles. He wasn’t bulky at all, and I wondered how it would feel to touch him.

“You’re staring,” Max mumbled, his face pushed into the pillow, messy hair falling over. “Gosh, your room feels like hell. No wonder Ander enjoyed being here.”

Despite the mention of my ex, I chuckled, and Max glanced at me.

“Good morning, Blossom.”

“Morning,” I offered him a half-sleepy smile. This was our first time in my childhood home. But this wasn’t the first time we shared a bed. We kept a pillow between us to divide the bed equally and avoid any touching. It was Max’s idea.

Max kicked the thin sheet off him and stood. “I’m desperate for coffee. What do you want for breakfast?”

I watched his upper body stretch and his muscles tighten, when something else caught my eye. His boxers were strained.

I cleared my throat, my eyes focused on the beast he was taming in his boxers, as he swiftly adjusted himself. Images of us tangled up on the beach yesterday flashed in my mind and I could finally confirm what I felt was indeed real.

“Morning wood, don’t worry about it,” he muttered, embarrassment in his voice, and when I glanced up, I saw his cheeks flush. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom. You make coffee?”

I nodded, the throbbing between my legs intensifying. “Yep. Sounds good.”

Max threw an uncertain look my way. “Don’t’ worry about it. I would never do anything to make you feel uncomfortable. I wouldn’t…”

“I trust you,” I blurted out to stop his gentlemanly speech, when all I wanted from him was to fuck me hard.

I was a slut.

He was here to help me with Ander and my insecurities, and all I could think about was getting laid.

It wasn’t fair and I had to keep my shit together.

“Thank you, but I haven’t earned your trust yet.”

I wanted to scream at him to stop being so fucking perfect and saying the right thing all the time, but I remained silent.

The sizzling electricity was humming between us as our eyes connected and the world fell apart. Gone was the soft cricketing from the birds, gone was Daisy’s rummaging through her room next door. Everything faded in the background as we held each other’s eyes.

“I-I’ll get the coffee going,” I offered, returning to the safest topic. “You take care of yourself…”

“I’ll just shower, I wouldn’t…” He looked horrified by the idea of masturbating in my shower.

“Whatever you want,” I shrugged, jumping off the bed and heading toward the main door. “I will be outside. See you in the living room… and don’t forget your T-shirt.”

Max grimaced and headed to the bathroom.

Guilt knotted my stomach as I listened to the shower turning on and I walked back to the bed, laying on my back. My heart throbbed in my chest as I listened to the noises of the bathroom. Faint rustling with clothes. Heavy footsteps. Creaking of the shower door.

Anticipation built inside me as I reached my hand under my sleeping shorts and my fingers found my clit with ease. Circling it, I pressed my finger over my clit, gasping with pleasure.

A muffled grunt came from the shower as a response to my silent moan, and I could see it all in front of me—Max leaning against the shower wall, palming his long and thick cock, and jerking off as the cold water beat down his sweaty and hot body.

I slipped two fingers inside and started pumping to the rhythm of the falling water and small groans. My desire coatedmy fingers, and it was embarrassing how wet I was just imagining him jerking off.

My climax came unexpectedly, and I quickly pushed my face into the nearby pillow as my body shook with its release. All my tensed muscles suddenly relaxed and my legs shook more than they did after my failed attempt of a half marathon.

I barely noticed the sound of the water stopping as I caught my breath and removed my hands from my panties.

“You’re still here?” Max’s voice filled the room, scaring me.

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