“That sounds fun, Knox. I just want to go to my apartment first and get a change of clothes. Am I allowed to take the subway this time, Mr. Overprotective?”
Groaning, I reply, “I’m not being overprotective. People are insane, especially late at night. You’re tied to me now, and I don’t want something to happen to you because of it. But it’s morning now. You should be fine on the subway.”
“Great. I’ll head to my apartment and meet you back here in a couple hours.”
With one hand firmly planted against the shower wall and the other tightly gripping my cock, I pump myself until I release, my cum mixing into the water and flowing down the drain. This is what I’ve come to, apparently—jacking off in the shower while thinking about my buddy’s sister… who just also happens to be the woman the world believes I’m dating.
Butfuck me. How she looked in my shirt this morning will forever be etched into my brain. It’s been a long ass time since I’ve seen a woman wear my shirt like that. I forgot how fucking sexy it is.
Once I’m showered and physically satisfied, I step out into the bathroom and wrap a towel around my waist. I look down at my phone to see some missed texts from Lane and Cole.
Cole
So, how’s it going fake dating my sister?
Lane
I bet he’s having quite a bit of fun
*wink wink nudge nudge*
Cole
Fuck off, Lane
I know he checks my sister out, but I don’t want to hear if he’s fucking her
Lane
Oh, it’s going to happen, Pierce
Just a matter of when
Knox
Fucking hell, guys
I’m not sleeping with Harlow
Cole
Thank God
Knox
Thought you weren’t bothered by all of this, Cole?
Cole
I’m not, but you not having sex with my sister means I don’t need to avoid this group chat
Lane
I thought you’d have caved by now, Spence
Knox
Why the hell do I talk to you guys?