Page 60 of Matched By My Rival
I broke away, breathing raggedly. “Let’s get that room before I end up fucking you in the car after driving all this way.”
“Darnell would never forgive us if we made a mess.”
I laughed raggedly. “No, he really wouldn’t.”
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PARKER
The room was nice, I guess. It had a king-sized bed, which was my priority. I took little notice of the rest of the furnishings. I had my sights set on Simon.
The second the door closed, I pulled him into another kiss.
He returned it eagerly, lust a language we both understood.
Checking in at the hotel had returned us to an awkward, nervous quiet that made me uneasy. I regretted laughing at Simon’s suggestion that he buy me dinner. It’d almost sounded like an offer to take me on a date. Why had I laughed? The way he’d blurted it out had caught me off-guard, and I’d simply reacted. But what if he’d thought I was laughing off the idea of dating? That couldn’t be further from the truth.
Of course, I still didn’t know that he’d actually meant it that way. Maybe he was just being considerate, like he’d said. We hadn’t had dinner. Maybehewas hungry. And even if he did want more too, how exactly would we accomplish that when we were both in the closet? Football kept me on the down low, despite being out to my family, and Simon probably hadn’t decided if or when he ever wanted to tell people about his own sexuality. Hell, he’d barely begun to discover his bi side—which was the reason we were in this room, wasn’t it?
My mind had been cluttered with what-ifs during our silent, tense elevator ride up to the room, but the moment our lips met, my head cleared. I met Simon kiss for kiss as we stumbled our way to the bed, already tugging at clothes.
He shoved his hands down the back of my pants, caressing my ass—a not-so-subtle reminder of where this was going. I swallowed hard, thinking of how it would feel to have him push inside me.
“Did you get the supplies?”
Simon swore as he pulled back, and my fantasy popped like a soap bubble. I’d been preparing all week for this event, using toys to stretch myself and get used to the feeling of intrusion, so that I could guide Simon. He didn’t need to know it was my first time. I was supposed to be the teacher, not the student, after all.
“It’s okay,” I said, trying to hide my disappointment. “We can do other stuff.”
“No, I got them. Just left the bag in the backseat.” He picked up his shirt, putting it back on. It seemed as if I’dneverget this guy naked. “Give me two minutes to get it. Don’t go anywhere.”
“I’ll use the time wisely,” I said with a wink.
Simon didn’t seem to know what to say to that, but he’d figure it out eventually. While he left the room, I stripped and started the shower. Simon had gotten a chance to clean up and change before getting Darnell’s car, but I had stayed at the bar with the volunteer crew, hanging out so Simon and I wouldn’t leave at the same time. After working at House Pledge, I definitely needed to freshen up.
After stepping into the spray, I grabbed the hotel soap and did my best to work up a lather. When Simon came back, I wanted to be clean inside and out. I washed and rinsed, then luxuriated in the hot water, and before I knew it, the door slid open.
Cool air wafted in, raising goosebumps on my skin. Or maybe it was Simon’s intent gaze making me react.
“Jesus, your body is something else.”
“Something good, I hope.”
“Oh, it’s very fucking good.”
I bit my bottom lip, turned on and flattered as he studied every inch of me, his gaze sliding up, and down, and up again.
“You coming in? I’d love to return the compliments, but you’re wearing too many clothes.”
He smirked. “I do think you’ve mentioned wanting to get me naked.”
“Just a time or two…or dozen,” I said. “But who’s counting?”
He smiled slowly, looking very comfortable as he rested back against the bathroom counter. “I don’t know. Maybe I should stay dressed while I fuck you. I can’t possibly compete with your fine ass anyway.”
“Simon,” I growled. “Take off your fucking clothes and get in here now, or I swear…”
He raised a brow. “What?”
