Page 74 of Hard Knock Hero

I wasn’t a hesitant person. I didn’t get paralyzed by uncertainty. I decided, and Iacted. Then I dealt with the consequences without regrets. I didn’t do regrets. But the things that were happening in my head? In my chest? I didn’t know what the heck this was.

I was still underneath the shower spray, mind spinning in circles, when the hinge on the bathroom door creaked quietly. I knew it was Jessi. My whole body tensed, but it was the good kind of tension. The kind that pumped my veins with anticipation and energy.

“Hey,” I said.

“Hi,” Jessi responded. She shut the bathroom door. I could barely make out a silhouette moving on the other side of the fabric shower curtain. “Scarlett left, and she took Trace with her. She’s going to show him around Hartley.”

“Is she going to show him around her bedroom, too?”

Jessi laughed nervously. “I told her not to. Trace is kind of a mess right now.”

“Yeah. So he said.” I finished rinsing every last bubble of shampoo from my head. Wisps of steam filled the air. “But he sounded sure about staying here with you. That’s good news.”

“It is,” Jessi said softly. She paused. “But I’m glad he’s not here at the moment. Can I join you?”

I made a low sound in my chest. More an animal response than a word. But the answer was very muchyes.

I grasped the edge of the curtain and pushed it open. The rings slid across the metal bar. I leaned one hand against the tiled wall, all of my body on display. Water continued to fall along my side, a fine mist raining on the rest of the bathroom.

Jessi’s eyes moved down to my feet. Back up again. Biting her lip slightly. I let her look. Arousal slid down my spine, and Jessi made a sharp inhale when she saw how my cock was reacting to her. Filling and thickening.

“Get over here,” I said.

She crossed the small space, stripping off clothes as she went and leaving them on the bathroom floor. Sweater, jeans. Bra and panties. My eyes devoured the soft curves of her body. Her nipples were blush pink against her smooth, creamy skin.

“I knew you’d be beautiful,” I said, admiring her. “But damn.”

She stepped into the shower, and I closed the shower curtain. We were in a tiny, steamy, warm space. Just us.

I hooked my arm around her waist and spun us around so she could reach the water. Her head tipped back under the spray, her throat elongating. Drops of water streamed from her neck, down between her breasts, all the way down. They got lost between her legs.

This was too much.

I pulled Jessi against me and kissed her. She didn’t hold back. Her arms circled my neck. Her mouth opened to me. Our tongues danced and slid.

Then Jessi’s hand reached between us. She circled the base of my shaft and stroked me, root to tip. I had to quickly brace a hand on the tile because my whole body swayed.

I cupped my hand around the back of her head. My tongue surged into her mouth as I switched our positions again and pushed her up against the rear shower wall. I dipped my head to suck gently at her neck. My beard rubbed over her wet skin. Between breaths and kisses, soft murmurs left my lips. “You’re stunning, baby,” I whispered. “Breathtaking.”

“We have hours. Nobody will be looking for us. Everything’s locked up downstairs.”

“Good.” I would need hours for everything I wanted to do to her. “But we can still go slow. I have no expectations.”

“I do.” Her eyes dragged over me. “I don’t want to miss the chance to have you.”

“Then take your pleasure from me. Let me give that to you.”

Her eyelids were heavy. “Yes,please.”

I felt a smile ghost my mouth. “I’ll need a little more guidance than that. We can do whatever you want, Jessi. How should I touch you?”

Her throat worked as she swallowed. “Put your mouth on me.”

“Where?”

“Everywhere. All over me.”

That, I would happily do.

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