He turns to me, looking disappointed. “Just so you know, Holls, when he realized you never came home he was scared shitless.”
 
 I shake my head in frustration. “I appreciate that he cares, J, but it doesn’t mean he gets to run my life.”
 
 He comes over and gives me a hug. “I know, he thinks you’re going to get hurt, though. I think he wants to be able to save you too, um…” He glances over at Drew then leans in close to me and lowers his voice. “He’s trying to make up for not being able to save you last time.” I suddenly feel like shit. Jason gives me a kiss on the cheek then walks out of the room and closes the door.
 
 I look over at Drew and see that his lip is bleeding. Walking over to him and grabbing his hand, I lead him into the bathroom. “Sit.” I point to the chair in the bathroom which, in my opinion, is really out of place. Instead, he lifts himself up and sits on the counter. I grab a washcloth and wet it with warm water.
 
 “What is the deal with your brother and his friends?”
 
 I look at him, unsure how to answer the question. “They are just really overprotective. I’ve been through some stuff and they just don’t want me to get hurt.”
 
 Drew is sitting shirtless in front of me, his chest still moving rapidly up and down. I place one hand on his chest and then stand on my tip-toes to reach his lip. I’m short as it is and the counters in the bathroom almost come up to my chest. Wiping the blood off his lip, I see that it’s just a small cut. I wipe it one more time, and before I pull my hand away, Drew moves his mouth and softly bites down on the pad of my thumb.
 
 His hands wrap around me and he pulls me tightly against him. “Now, where were we?”
 
 He simultaneously lifts me up as he jumps down off of the counter, turning so that my back is pressed against the cold tile wall of the bathroom. When Drew runs his nose up my neck and kisses me on the sensitive spot behind my ear I moan and tighten my legs that are wrapped around him.
 
 “Are you on birth control?”
 
 His question takes me by surprise. “Yeah…why?”
 
 “Because I told you I want you to be mine in every way possible, and I fucking hate condoms. I want to be able to feel you.”Is he really asking me this?I barely know him. If he gets around as much as I imagine he does, I’m scared to even ask if he’s ever been tested.
 
 “I don’t know.”
 
 “I get why you’re hesitant, baby. Just so you know, I have nevernotused a condom before, and I get checked out regularly. Also, trust me when I say thelastthing I want to do is knock you up.”
 
 His mouth latches on to my neck. God, all I want right now is to have him deep inside of me. “Okay.” I swear, ever since I met Drew, I’ve been doing things I never thought I would.
 
 “Fuck yes.” He grabs his t-shirt that I’m wearing by the collar and rips it in half.
 
 “What is it with you and destroying clothes?”
 
 Drew laughs. “It takes too long to undress you the right way, and with the way I feel right now, I don’t wanna wait another minute. I can always buy more shit.” He lifts me up and walks us into the huge shower. Drew reaches for the shower knob and turns it on, and when it hits me I gasp, but it’s swallowed by his kiss. Just then, I realize that I still have my pants on and I’m completely drenched.I guess I won’t be wearing these home.
 
 Drew sets me down on the floor and slowly peels the pants down my legs. He kisses my knee and then takes his time kissing a trail up to my mouth. His hands wrap around me and grip my ass hard before he sinks himself deep in me. I’ve never had sex without a condom and I’m amazed at how different it feels.
 
 He starts to move in and out of me so fast, slamming me up against the cold tile wall while the water rains down over us. Drew grabs my chin and lifts it so I’m now looking into his eyes. Having him stare at me the way he is while we’re having sex is much hotter than I imagined it would be.
 
 Out of nowhere, Drew pulls out of me and turns me around. “Put your hands on the wall.” His voice is so commanding and dominant that I don’t think twice before I do it. Drew slams into me and I have to keep my palms tight against the wall to keep from going head first into it.
 
 He thrusts into me so hard that I feel like he’s going to come straight through me. I haveneverhad sex like this in my life, and all I can think is that he has ruined me for any other man. He grabs my now drenched hair in his fist and pulls back so I’m forced to arch my back. “This is mine, James.” He smacks my ass so hard Iknowthat it’s going to hurt for a while.
 
 I feel myself building and I know it is going to be really intense, everything with Drew Walker has been intense though. As if he’s reading my mind, Drew snakes his arm around my waist and pinches my clit in between his fingers. “Ahhhhh fuck!” I let go if it’s even possible I think this might have been better then it was before.Shit, he knows what he is doing.
 
 He grips my hips with both hands, slamming me back against him and emptying himself into me. We both collapse against the wall in front of us, panting, and stuck so close together it’s hard to tell where I stop and he begins. For a second, I swear I feel more connected to him than anyone I have ever met in my life, then he ruins it.
 
 “Good job, James. Now let’s shower the sex off and get out of here.”
 
 He smacks my butt and then pulls out of me leaving me feeling empty and used. When I look at him, even though I want to smack the shit out of him, the sight of Drew naked with water running down his body has me ready for round two. How is it possible to hate someone’s guts and want to jump their bones at the same time?
 
 The entire ceiling of the shower rains water, so I grab his bar of soap and start to get washed off. I close my eyes as the water pours over me, running the soap over my skin. It’s almost like I can feel his gaze on me, and sure enough when I open my eyes he’s staring at me. I immediately still my hand that is now around my waistline.
 
 “Don’t stop because of me.” I can feel my cheeks redden and I have no idea what to say to him. He steps closer to me, and although the shower is huge, I feel claustrophobic. “Keep going.” He steps behind me, puts his hand on top of mine, and begins to move it in a circular pattern, slowly making its way down further. When the soap brushes over my clit, I jump because of how sensitive it is right now. He steps around me to face me again.
 
 Drew is looking at me as if waiting for something to happen.
 
 “Continue. Let me see you run your hands all over your body. I want to see how you make yourself feel good, how you get yourself off.”