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Authors: Sierra Avalon
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believe me. “I know you act tough, Leo, but I think you’ve got a big heart. I don’t want to see it get broken.”
“It’s not like that,” I assure her. “We’re just hanging out. It’s casual.”
“I would suggest keeping it that way.”
“I hear you.”
When she finally moves toward the door I breathe a sigh of relief. Having a heart-to-heart with Harper does not top the list of things I’ve longed to do. Besides the fact that in about three seconds I imagine Rayne will be pounding on the door wondering what I’m doing with Harper because she’s not back yet.
“Good night,” she says again as she closes the door.
“Night,” I yell back.
***
I’ve got to pee in the worst way and when I roll over I see it’s only three in the morning. There’s no way I can hold it for a few more hours until I need to get up. It takes me a few seconds to realize I’m in the bed alone. Raven’s not lying on top of me and Xander’s not kicking my shin.
I don’t really want to get up. The bed’s comfortable as hell. And it smells so clean and fresh. Not like sex.
I realize I’m always in a bed that smells like sex, because I’m always engaging in the act with one or more partners.
Not tonight. I’m alone in a bed that smells like lavender and laundry soap.
But I’ve still got to pee. So I roll out of bed and stumble still groggy with sleep toward the bathroom. There’s a tiny nightlight in one of the outlets on the counter, so I don’t bother to turn on the light. I can make out where the toilet is without the glare of the overhead bulbs.
Just as I push up the toilet seat and start to go the overhead light snaps on.
“What the fuck?” I yell, wondering how the light flipped on when I’ve got both of my hands on my dick.
“What the fuck?” I hear Brooke say practically at the same time. “What are you doing in my bathroom?”
“Our bathroom,” I correct as I jiggle the last few drops of pee into the toilet.
As she looks me up and down I do the same. Brooke likes to sleep in the nude too and her body is more amazing than I remember.
I’m at full-mast in a matter of seconds.
“How is this our bathroom?” When she crosses her arms over those amazing tits of hers I’m actually disappointed.
“I’m using the bedroom next door and we share this bathroom.”
She frowns. “Why aren’t you sleeping with Raven and Xander?”
“That’s a good question. You’ll have to ask them the next time you see them.”
The crease in her brow deepens. “You’re telling me you’re sleeping alone? In the bedroom next door?”
“I am.”
She gnaws on her bottom lip for a few seconds then she announces, “I need to pee.”
I wave a hand toward the toilet. “I’m not stopping you.”
“Are you just going to stand there and watch me pee?”
“You watched me pee,” I remind her.
“Not on purpose. You were peeing when I walked in. How was I supposed to know you were in the bathroom? You didn’t even have the light on.”
“Has anyone ever watched you pee before?” I narrow my gaze at her.
“My mother.”
I laugh. “A guy.”
She shakes her head.
“Good. I like being your first.”
She harrumphs. “I’m not going to pee in front of you.”
I shrug. “Then I guess you don’t have to pee that bad.”
“You’re seriously going to stand there until I pee?”
“I am.” Now I cross my arms over my chest to make the point.
“Fuck me,” she grumbles.
“I wish you’d let me.”
She gives me a cold stare. “Fine.” When she slams her fine ass down on the toilet she falls in. Neither of us thought about putting the seat back down.
“ShitFuckDamn!” She screams as she flies off the toilet.
Waving a finger in my face she chastises me. “You didn’t put the seat back down.”
I bite back a laugh. She’s so angry I don’t want her to slap me. “Sorry, but you didn’t look before…”
“I shouldn’t have to look!” She’s still screaming.
“You’re
“It’s not like that,” I assure her. “We’re just hanging out. It’s casual.”
“I would suggest keeping it that way.”
“I hear you.”
When she finally moves toward the door I breathe a sigh of relief. Having a heart-to-heart with Harper does not top the list of things I’ve longed to do. Besides the fact that in about three seconds I imagine Rayne will be pounding on the door wondering what I’m doing with Harper because she’s not back yet.
“Good night,” she says again as she closes the door.
“Night,” I yell back.
***
I’ve got to pee in the worst way and when I roll over I see it’s only three in the morning. There’s no way I can hold it for a few more hours until I need to get up. It takes me a few seconds to realize I’m in the bed alone. Raven’s not lying on top of me and Xander’s not kicking my shin.
I don’t really want to get up. The bed’s comfortable as hell. And it smells so clean and fresh. Not like sex.
I realize I’m always in a bed that smells like sex, because I’m always engaging in the act with one or more partners.
Not tonight. I’m alone in a bed that smells like lavender and laundry soap.
But I’ve still got to pee. So I roll out of bed and stumble still groggy with sleep toward the bathroom. There’s a tiny nightlight in one of the outlets on the counter, so I don’t bother to turn on the light. I can make out where the toilet is without the glare of the overhead bulbs.
Just as I push up the toilet seat and start to go the overhead light snaps on.
“What the fuck?” I yell, wondering how the light flipped on when I’ve got both of my hands on my dick.
“What the fuck?” I hear Brooke say practically at the same time. “What are you doing in my bathroom?”
“Our bathroom,” I correct as I jiggle the last few drops of pee into the toilet.
As she looks me up and down I do the same. Brooke likes to sleep in the nude too and her body is more amazing than I remember.
I’m at full-mast in a matter of seconds.
“How is this our bathroom?” When she crosses her arms over those amazing tits of hers I’m actually disappointed.
“I’m using the bedroom next door and we share this bathroom.”
She frowns. “Why aren’t you sleeping with Raven and Xander?”
“That’s a good question. You’ll have to ask them the next time you see them.”
The crease in her brow deepens. “You’re telling me you’re sleeping alone? In the bedroom next door?”
“I am.”
She gnaws on her bottom lip for a few seconds then she announces, “I need to pee.”
I wave a hand toward the toilet. “I’m not stopping you.”
“Are you just going to stand there and watch me pee?”
“You watched me pee,” I remind her.
“Not on purpose. You were peeing when I walked in. How was I supposed to know you were in the bathroom? You didn’t even have the light on.”
“Has anyone ever watched you pee before?” I narrow my gaze at her.
“My mother.”
I laugh. “A guy.”
She shakes her head.
“Good. I like being your first.”
She harrumphs. “I’m not going to pee in front of you.”
I shrug. “Then I guess you don’t have to pee that bad.”
“You’re seriously going to stand there until I pee?”
“I am.” Now I cross my arms over my chest to make the point.
“Fuck me,” she grumbles.
“I wish you’d let me.”
She gives me a cold stare. “Fine.” When she slams her fine ass down on the toilet she falls in. Neither of us thought about putting the seat back down.
“ShitFuckDamn!” She screams as she flies off the toilet.
Waving a finger in my face she chastises me. “You didn’t put the seat back down.”
I bite back a laugh. She’s so angry I don’t want her to slap me. “Sorry, but you didn’t look before…”
“I shouldn’t have to look!” She’s still screaming.
“You’re
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