Page 109 of Rewind It Back

It’s left open slightly, but I don’t dare look inside. I stay hidden, listening closely to hear the distinct sound of skin sliding against skin.

Rio groans and the sound instantly does something to me. Turns me on. Turns me reckless.

I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be listening. But I’ve been busy doing things I shouldn’t be doing lately, so what’s one more?

The shower walls work as an amplifier when he says, “Goddammit, Hallie,yes.”

I’m frozen in place. Entirely fucking cemented right outside of his bathroom, listening to him get himself off while saying my name.

I want to see him. I want to watch him work his fist over himself. I want a front-row view to witness this man come undone.

Fuck it. If he’s saying my name, I’m basically in the room already.

Just a quick glance.

I lean forward slightly, peeking through the cracked door. His shower is a glass surround,thank God, and the steam hasn’t obstructed the view.

And what a view it is.

Palm flat to the tile wall, Rio uses his other hand to stroke himself. Water pummels over his back, dripping down his body as he works his fist over his cock, pulling and tugging.

Andmoaning.

God, the moaning alone is a soundtrack I could come to. He sounds so desperate, so turned on, coupled with the slick sound of quick pumps along his shaft.

His entire side profile is on display. Long, sculpted back, lean waist, perfect fucking ass, and ridiculously thick thighs. He really is huge now with all that added muscle, but my current favorite ones are those in his forearms, flexing and moving as he strokes himself.

He’s thick...everywhere.

But of course, I already knew that.

His stomach tightens. His chest heaves. He pumps over and over, focusing on the head, and I can tell he’s close. And as much as I want to watch him, to remember the look on his face when he comes, I know I shouldn’t be here.

Pulling back, I hide behind the door once again.

“Hallie,” he repeats, short of breath.

It has me closing my eyes and crossing my legs from hearing him say my name like that again. Like it’s a pleading prayer moments before he finishes.

“Hallie.” His voice is muffled from the water still, but it’s projected for me to hear. “If you’re going to stand out there and listen, you may as well come in and watch. It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.”

Oh shit.

How’d he—

Panic takes over and mortification settles in, but he’s the one getting off on ideas of me while I’m in his house, so if anyone is going to be embarrassed, it shouldn’t be me.

I swallow hard, still hidden in his bedroom, spine flush to the wall. “How’d you know I was out here?”

He laughs, and I can hear that his hand hasn’t slowed in pace one bit.

I fake composure. “You told me to come up to your room if I wanted to hang out.”

“Perfect. You can hang out in here.”

“Rio.”

“Get in here, Hal.”

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