Page 74 of Reckless

Hannah looked at me like she was trying to figure me out. I approached her and raised a brow in a silent question. She smiled.

“I’ve seen your room back home. This doesn’t scream Tyler Hartley to me.”

“Maybe my room back home wasn’t Tyler Hartley.”

“Or maybe Tyler Hartley changed and forgot to tell the world about it.”

“Smartass,” I slid my hands around her narrow waist, pulled her closer to me, then whispered in her ear. “Shower.”

I took the edge of her dress and pulled in over her head and led her to the bathroom.

The last time I showered with a girl I was still in college. Seeing Hannah naked and wet under the running water was pleasing, but the thing I enjoyed the most was her easiness. She talked to me like we were just hanging out and not like we came here to fuck. I didn’t expect that. I never thought she was a wallflower or something, but I expected she would be shy or embarrassed in that moment. She most certainly wasn’t.

“And then boom! She calls and starts to order me around,” she complained about Madison. “Who does that?”

“She’s lonely,” I said without putting much thought into it. “Not that she will ever admit it.” Hannah inclined her head to one side, examining me. I offered her a half smile. “I work at a bar. I know a lonely person when I see one.”

“So do I,” Hannah said softly. Her eyes clung to mine. I knew where the conversation was going and I had no intention in participating in that. So I placed one hand on the tiles behind her, right above her head. Leaning over her, I whispered in her ear.

“You are such a nice little Goody Two Shoes.”

“You are trying to distract me,” she said with a sweet tone, but lifted her chin up in defiance.

“Is it working?” I smirked and I covered her pussy with my palm. She gasped. I gently massaged her folds, until I casually slid a tip of my middle finger in her wetness. “It is.” Her eyes were clouded with desire, exactly as I intended when I caged her between the wall and my body. “I let you blab long enough.”

“Blab?” Hannah asked through a chuckle.

“Yes. Maybe I should remind you I am not one of your girlfriends.”

I reached behind her back, and a second later, ice-cold water poured on top of us.

She yelped and laughed so loud and hard the sound echoed through me. Slamming her body into mine, she tried to push me back, desperate to avoid the stinging of the shower, but I was under that same cold water too. And I wasn’t budging.

“Are you done talking?” I shouted over the sound of the running water and her howling laughter. She nodded and I stepped back with her still clinging to me.

I covered her shivering body with a towel and stopped the water. When I looked at her, she was beaming.

“You are…” she started talking but her teeth were chattering.

“Charming? Irresistible?” I asked scared to death she might say something that combined with the look on her face and the sound of her voice, would slice me up in two. “Fun?”

She nestled her head in my chest, and I wanted to just close my eyes, inhale her scent which was mostly my own, because she just showered with my body wash, and enjoy the moment. Instead, I tried to make her laugh again.

“If you are trying to warm up your face, may I suggest you rub it in another part of my body? It would benefit us both.”

She leaned back just enough to remove her towel and pressed her cold body against mine. My cock jerked between us. I wanted her so bad, every touch made me hard. She must have felt my dick hardening against her, because she looked down and smirked without saying a word.

Reaching down, she cupped my balls. For someone acting so saintlike, she was very forward in the bedroom. I hissed and moved my gaze to her pointy nipples, which slightly touched my skin with every breath she took. I placed a hand on the small of her back, right above her ass and her body melted into mine.

I moved my hand down until my fingers found her dripping entrance. I stopped and examined Hannah’s face. Her eyes were closed. A slow smile appeared on her lips and a moment later she started moving her hips so that the fingers waiting at her entrance could slide into her. She wanted friction.

I removed my hand and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs and arms around me. I had to push the realization of how good that felt out of my mind.

We landed on the bed with her on top of me, but I rolled us over. Her shiny blond hair spilled over my pillow. She was panting, I could see the impatience written all over her face.

I covered one of her nipples with my mouth and sucked on it. I slid a hand between her legs rubbing her wetness all over her pussy. Then I glided a finger inside her and she arched her back with a soft moan.

I whirled my tongue around her nipple, then released it from my mouth and pushed a second finger in.

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