Page 57 of Best In Class
“Or maybe you sleep naked, like you used to,” he continues.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
The pulse between my legs makes me want to clench my thighs.
I remember what it’s like to make love with Dom.
God! It’s erotic. Pure passion. So sensuous. So….
I stand up abruptly. “Actually, I’m tired. It’s…maybe I’ll get some sleep, and you can…you can get a drink.”
My tongue feels swollen. I’m losing my mind.
“I’ll just go get my bag.”
“I’ll…be there.” I wave stupidly toward the bathroom.
After Dom leaves, I bang my head against a wall.
Stop being a bitch in heat, Luna.
But this is Dom. And he’s all man now. He has abs. A six pack.
Sweet baby Jesus!
I saw them when he was swimming at Lev’s. He makes me wet by just existing, so when he’s dripping pool water in sexy swim trunks…well…let’s say my vibrator is getting a proper workout these days.
I take a shower—a cold one—to calm my lady parts.
I put on the ‘her’ robe. It’s soft like a cloud and makes me feel feminine.
I wash my bra and panties in the sink, and hang them in the bathroom, ignoring the fact that Dom will see them.
Well, I don’t have a gym bag, and I want some clean underwear tomorrow.
I also hand wash my socks…so there, that’s not sexy at all.
I come out of the bathroom and set my neatly folded jeans and shirt on a chair.
Dom’s on the couch, working on his computer. He looks at me and jerks his chin toward the bed. “T-shirt for you to sleep in.”
I look at the black shirt and nod.
Damn!I shouldn’t have washed my panties. Now I will be panty-less in bed with Dom.
Yeah, Luna, because it’s the damn cotton panties that are going to protect your honor?
I take the shirt into the bathroom, put it on, and come up with a plan on how to get into bed without flashing Dom.
That act is awkward as hell in practice because I get into bed in my robe and….
“Moonbeam, what are you doing?”
I feel like a fool. “I….”
“How about I look away?”
“Okay,” I squeak out.
