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“Because you were touching your penis…while I was sleeping?” She screwed up her face. “X, that’s kinda gross. Even for you.”
“No! It wasn’t like that.”
She cocked her head to one side.
“It was another man’s penis.”
“You were touching another man’s penis?”
“No! I mean, not directly. Not that I have any problem with that. I fully support men touching other men’s penises.” I paused. “Am I saying penis too much?”
“Yes.”
I nodded. “I thought so.”
“Maybe you should go take that shower.”
I grinned at her. “Want to come with me? You could touch some penis too?”
She threw one of the ten decorative cushions on her bed at me.
Guess that was a no.
“There are extra towels beneath the sink. Help yourself.”
I pushed up to my feet and padded into her bathroom.
I didn’t bother closing the door. Just turned the water on to let it warm up and then pulled my shirt off.
I snuck a glance in Violet’s direction.
She turned away quickly, her cheeks turning pink.
She’d totally been checking me out.
I undid my belt and tugged it through the loops of my jeans, then undid the fly. “Violet,” I said quietly.
She glanced my way. Our gazes locked for a moment, before hers ran down my body again, lingering on my abs that had just gotten a workout thanks to the effort of hauling myself up three flights of stairs. Hopefully they popped.
Because I liked her gaze on me. Liked the way it traced over every line and ridge before rolling back up to meet my eyes again.
I lowered my fly and dragged my jeans down my legs, taking my underwear and socks with me.
She stared unashamedly at my body.
My dick got hard.
Fuck, she was hot, her hair all messed up from sleep.
But she clearly wasn’t tired anymore.
I stepped beneath the shower spray and drew the curtain.
It was clear plastic.
I grinned and glanced over at her. “You buy this just so you could watch me?”
“No,” she said softly, her voice kind of husky. “But I’m not mad Costco had them on sale for three dollars right now.”
