Page 50 of Things I Read About
“Of course, he did.”
Kat relaxes a smidge. “Well, you’re back now. Want to go get some food? We can order in.”
“No.” I wave my hand. “You guys go ski. I just want to shower. I’ll meet you for lunch like we did yesterday and the day before. Seriously, just chill.”
They exchange looks while Nate taps out messages on his phone with his free hand.
I widen my eyes at them to let it go. I know Kat will turn this into a huge deal if I don’t rein her in. Finally, they nod and head toward the ski lockers.
I look up at Nate and he slips his phone into his jacket. Then, he helps me turn and gets us headed toward my room.
It is a lot slower this way, but he doesn’t pick me up. I don’t know if that means something or not. Things still feel weird. Weirder still when we reach my door.
I look up at him, hopeful. I don’t want this to be over yet.
“I have to work today,” He sighs. “I’m already late and I’ve still got to shower.”
“My room has a shower.”
“Sally, please. I can’t afford to screw up right now, not so close to making partner. Just, don’t.”
The earnestness in his voice brings up all the confidence I felt the night before. I want to push him and I haven’t had enough sleep or coffee to stop myself.
“Yes, sir,” I whisper.
“Dammit.” Nate lifts me and takes my mouth with his, slamming me into my door. My legs wrap around him and he holds me up like I weigh nothing, grinding into me like we’re not in a public hallway. He moves his mouth to my neck. “Keycard, baby.”
Baby.
I am flooded with desire at the sound of the endearment. So much so, I forget what he actually said.
He digs into my front pocket and gets the key. He gets us inside and carries me into my room, straight to the shower.
“Strip.” It’s a command as he sets me down.
I love it. I love it so much I freeze, but then I see his clothes start to come off and I remember to undress.
He finishes first and gets the water running. As soon as I’m naked he pulls me hard into the spray with him.
I go crazy at the feel of him. Standing in the bright light, I let my eyes and hands run over his chest, his abs, his ass.Him.
“Ah-ah,” he scolds, still in commander mode. “I really am late. First, we wash up as fast as humanly possible. No getting distracted.” He squeezes body wash into his hand, then onto my loofa. I scrub the important bits, and he does, too. We both snicker like idiots, watching each other wash like we’re racing.
“Done,” I say.
“Good,” he says as he gets down on his knees. He takes one of my legs and puts it over his shoulder and stares at me. He licks his lips and then looks up into my eyes. “Grab onto that shower rail, baby.”
Then his mouth is on me.
I can’t think. I can only feel, and moan and scream. I’m glad I listened to him. I’m not sure how else I would be able to stay upright. In minutes I am detonating on his tongue.
He slowly puts my leg down and stands.
I grab him.
“No time, Sally. Really.”
“Too bad,” I say as I get down on my knees and attack him before he has a chance to stop me.
