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“I’m sorry to be a downer about it.I do like her.And you two seemed happy on the island.”He held out his hand for a shake.“No hard feelings?”
“Never.”
“Bros, gross,” a voice said, I looked past Alex to see Mike, an old college acquaintance and perpetual prep, gesturing at Alex’s and my hands.“You know what we were just doing in there?”
Alex turned and smacked Mike’s hand as Mike reached for the chips.“Yeah, we do, so get some sanitizer on those paws before you go rooting around in the communal food.”
“Dang, do you need to go back in there?”Mike asked but reached for the hand sanitizer.
Alex turned to me, shaking his head ruefully.“Straight men.Animals, man.Animals.”
* * * *
I got a text from Charlotte at one in the morning asking:Is it safe?
Are you safe?!I answered.She’d stayed out far later than I’d expected.Way later than I’d wanted to stay up, but I couldn’t sleep without knowing she was okay.
I didn’t want to interrupt.I’m on my way.
Since it was safe to go to sleep, I headed to the bedroom.I’d already cleaned up the tissues and supplies left in the media room, but the staff could get empty cans and snacks in the morning.I tied the top of the opaque trash bag and set it by the door on my way out, hesitating a moment to make sure the motion activated lights turned off.
It would be strange, falling asleep without Charlotte.I brushed my teeth and threw my clothes in the hamper, then got into my bed and found that rather than sprawling across the middle, as I’d always done before, I stayed on my own side automatically.
My side.I loved that we had sides.
Alone in the dark, I couldn’t sleep.I knew Charlotte was on her way home, but I didn’t know how long it would take.What if I nodded off, woke up at some weird hour, and she still wasn’t back?I could feel the panic as keenly as if I were actively experiencing it.
Since I hadn’t gotten a chance to...relax at the circle jerk, I reached under the covers for a quick maintenance tug.I didn’t look for anything dirty on my phone; this was purely to get to sleep.Instead, I let my mind wander to the memory of Charlotte in her cute purple undies that I ripped off her.I would have to replace those.I thought of the way her creamy skin had glowed through the lace, the feeling of her silk stockinged feet rubbing over my aching cock.Fuck, that had felt good.
I pulled her pillow over my face and inhaled her scent with a groan.
“Wow, I was just in the parking garage.”
The lights flared on.
I jumped, practically flinging the pillow across the room.Charlotte stood near the doorway, carrying her shoes and purse in one hand.The other was perched on her hip.“So...whatcha doin’?”
I flung the covers back.There was no need to be coy about it.I’d already been caught.I kept stroking while she watched.
“You didn’t get enough of that at your little party?”she teased.
“I didn’t do anything.I was trying to be a good host.”I gestured toward her.“You’re here now.You could take over.”
“No.I’m fine where I am.”She tossed her stuff onto the floor and crossed her arms.She’d gone out for the night in a strappy black top that stayed barely on the sophisticated side of potentially trashy, and a purple miniskirt that looked painted-on.I wanted to run my hands up under the cut-outs in the shirt, shove her against the wall, and let that skirt ride up while she slid down onto my cock.
It would be nice to have that kind of strength and balance again, but I wasn’t sure my physical therapist wanted to hear that particular goal.
“Keep going,” she said, nodding toward my hand on my dick.
I swallowed, thought about reprimanding her for giving me orders, then decided she was perfectly welcome to enjoy the show.“That’s right.I remember you liked watching.”
“You make me sound so dirty.”She peeled one shoulder strap down, her gaze never traveling away from my cock.
“You are dirty, princess.”I would fucking explode all over myself in a second if I thought about how dirty.
She drew the other strap down and rolled the tight material to her waist to reveal her magnificent breasts.She’d gone out braless, like the night we’d first met.“Doesn’t my dragon want me to be dirty?”
“Filthy,” I confirmed.
