Welcome to the club.
20
“We need to go back down, or someone’s going to notice,” Zac finally said, pulling away from me. He sat up on the bed and glanced at his watch.
He was right, but I didn’t want to move. I wanted to lie there and ride my postorgasm high until the end of eternity.
“Come on,” he chuckled, tapping my ankle when he stood up. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
“Fine,” I sighed, wrapping one arm around my chest and using the other to cover my pelvic area as I sat up.
Zac was still fully dressed for the most part. He tucked in his shirt, zipped his pants up, put his jacket and belt on, and he was good as new. The only leftover giveaways were the sheen of sweat on his forehead and the unruly mess I’d made of his normally perfect hair.
Me on the other hand…
“Um… can you…” I looked at my dress on the floor and then back at him, knowing it would be hard to try and grab it without revealing myself.
I wasn’t entirely sure why I was shy about my body all of a sudden, but the same thing had happened last time.
His eyes danced with amused humor as he watched me blush and break eye contact. Smiling to himself, he grabbed my yellow dress off the floor and straightened it out.
“Stand up,” he ordered, walking toward me.
I did, thinking I could grab the dress and cover myself quickly, then run to the bathroom and change in there.
“Arms down” was his next demand. We were standing toe to toe now and his voice was a low purr.
I felt a new wave of heat flame across my body, and my nipples hardened against my arm.
“Just give me the dress,” I rebelled.
The smirk that colored his lips would have infuriated me to no end not two months ago. Now, it just made me clench and flutter in all sorts of different places.
You literallyjusthad sex, you horndog. Get a grip,the voice inside my head hissed, rolling its eyes at me.
“Arms down, Amelia.” His lips skimmed mine momentarily, turning my brain into worthless mush.
I swallowed and lowered my arms, watching as his lids dropped down to my breasts and his tongue flicked at his lower lip.
A finger traced my nipple, causing a quiver to run down to my toes. His darkening gaze was on my face, drinking in my reaction to his touch.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes,” I breathed, the inside of my legs pinching and throbbing mercilessly again.
The sudden burst of sound blaring from my phone made me jump and Zac curse under his breath, clearly annoyed by the interruption.
“Hey.” My voice came out shakier than I wanted. I had grabbed a pillow off the bed and used it to cover myself before diving to answer my phone.
“Where the hell did you go? And please,pleasetell me you’re not stupid enough to be with Zac right now. Monica’s marbles are falling loose one by one. She’s going crazy looking for the guy.” Kai was whisper yelling. I could picture him rolling his tongue ring against the roof of his mouth like he always did when he was irritated.
The mention of Monica’s name was like a bucket of ice water being poured on top of me. It sobered me up immediately.
“No, um, not sure where he is. I was just going through some stuff in my room and lost track of time. I’ll be down in a few minutes.”
“I know you’re lying, but I don’t care. Just get down here. I’ve had three people ask where you are in the last ten minutes, and I’m running out of excuses. The next one I have lined up is explosive diarrhea, and I’m not scared to use it.”
“Okay, yes, sorry. I owe you big-time. Be right down.” I hung up and snatched my dress out of Zac’s hand.