Page 23 of Snowed In with her Mountain Men
“For now,” I added, smiling.
Oakley looked back and winked as he closed the door behind him. “For as long as you need, Daytona.”
~ 11 ~
CAMRYN
The hot shower wasn’t just good, it was damn near orgasmic. The kind of life-changing experience you don’t realize you need, until you haven’t felt truly hot water on your shoulders in way too long.
Steam swirled around me in tornado-like eddies, as I rinsed the rest of the boys’ shampoo from my hair. I hadn’t had time to go shopping, and I didn’t think they’d mind me using some. Besides, for some reason they had the really good stuff.
Like everything else in their cabin, the upstairs bathroom was bigger than it needed to be. Their walk-in shower was an enormous wide-open rectangle, tiled floor to ceiling. There was no messy glass, no clingy shower curtain. I raised my arms, extended my fingers, and still couldn’t touch the walls
This is amazing.
Eyes closed, I spun in a slow circle and let out a contented sigh. I wanted to absorb the heat into every tired muscle, every last cell of my warmth-starved body. My soap-smeared hands found their way down my belly, around my hips, over my ass. I sighed, thinking of Oakley’s hands on those hips. How wonderful they’d felt, just resting there. How incredible it had been to kiss him…
Suddenly the steam swirling around me was whisked away, in the direction of the bathroom door. I heard it open and then close, very quickly.
“Ummm… HELLO?”
Fear gripped me as I sensed movement on the other side of the shower wall. It was followed by the soft plop of fabric, hitting the floor.
“I’m in here!” I called out.
A split second later, a very naked, very grinning Ryder hopped into the other side of the giant shower. He reached out and spun the hot water handle on the opposite shower head.
“What are youdoing?”I cried, turning away.
“Showering.”
I had my back to him, and was covering myself as best as I could with both hands. It didn’t stop him from staring at my ass, though.
Or me… from staring downward at whathehad to offer.
“What!?” I shouted in indignation. “WHY?”
And what he had to offer was quite substantial… as far as I could tell.
“This is a double shower,” Ryder said, dipping beneath the twin spray. Steam rose from his now glistening body, as the hot water quickly reached temperature. “No reason why one of us should have to wait for the other.”
Sure enough, the showerwasdouble-sided. It had two spigots, two shower heads, even identical shower benches on opposite walls.
“Why the hell are theretwoshowers?” I found myself demanding loudly. “Do you guys shower together?”
“No, actually,” he chuckled. His ice blue eyes traveled up and down my body with total impunity. “Not since we served together, and we had to.”
“Then why—”
“Because this was Sarge’s place before it was ours,” he cut in. “He built a double shower up here; one for him, one for his missus.”
I paused, as the shower once again filled with steam.
“Oh.”
“I guess he hoped they would shower together one day,” Ryder went on. “Too bad Sarge never had a missus,” he added with a measure of sadness. “But the man was always notorious for planning ahead.”
With that he began soaping up six feet away from me, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
