her face.
I rubbed my eyes and grinned,
pulling the pillow from her hands, hitting her with it. “Time to get up!”
She opened an eye and glared at me. “It
should be illegal to get up this early.”
“Whatever, sleep is overrated,” I
got up from the bed and stopped to look at her. Damn, she looked good in my
bed. “You can sleep when you’re dead.” I came over to her side of the bed and
held out a hand. “Now you can lie there for a few more minutes or you can join
me in the shower. I can wash your back.” I winked at her.
Her eyes moved over my body and she
reached out to grasp my semi-erect cock. Please let her say yes. I wasn’t ready
to leave her just yet. “Hmm…shower huh? Do you have enough room in there for
two?”
“Oh yes,” I leaned down and scooped
her up into my arms. She laughed and put her arms around my neck. I would
probably be late and catch hell from Wyatt, but I didn’t care. I needed another
Rachel fix before I started my day.
I carried her to my bathroom and set
her down so I could turn on the water. It wasn’t long before the bathroom
filled up with steam. I stepped into my shower and turned to offer her my hand.
“Ready?”
She grinned and took my hand. “Yes.”
She stepped inside and I quickly pulled her against me, my erection pressing
hard against her stomach. My hands cupped her face and I teased her lips with
my tongue before kissing her hard. I pulled away and grinned down at her as I
spun her around carefully so she wouldn’t slip on the wet shower floor and held
her against the wall. I began to sink to my knees in front of her and her head
fell back as her eyes closed.
“They say you shouldn’t skip the
most important meal of the day,” I mumbled into her skin as my lips traveled
down her stomach.
Chapter
11 – Rachel
Clint snuck out of the bedroom after
one last passionate kiss. Our ‘quick’ shower ended up taking a bit longer when
he decided to go down on me until I came a few times and then held me up
against the shower wall while he fucked me.
I felt a tingle deep in my womb as I
thought about how many times he’d made me come in just the last twelve hours. My
body was sore in all the right places from our night together.
I looked around the room for my
clothes, finding them scattered all over his bedroom. As I walked around
picking them up, I took the time to check out his bedroom. It had been dark
when we got here last night and I hadn’t had a chance. It was just like I would
expect from him - simple with the basic furniture he needed. The room was huge
and even had a fireplace in the corner. It was so warm and cozy, I imagined
lots of nights snuggled in here with Clint.
I couldn’t find my thong so I
slipped on my shorts and tank top. I toweled my hair dry a bit more before
pulling it back up into a messy bun. I walked to the door and took a deep
breath, praying there was minimal fuss if I was caught coming out of Clint’s
room.
I opened the door, surprised to see
the lights at the end of the hall and hearing noises coming from the kitchen. He
wasn’t kidding when he said life started early here on the ranch. I’d never
been one to get up early; I was usually a night owl that stayed up late and
slept the morning away. Guess that would have to change here. I hoped they had
a lot of strong coffee.
I managed to slip into my room
unnoticed and I silently thanked Eliza for putting me in the room right next to
Clint’s. I noticed my bags on the bed with a piece of paper. I walked over to
it and smiled when I read it. It was from Eliza and just said she figured I
could use them in the morning.
I pulled out some fresh clothes,
including another thong, and my make-up and headed into my bathroom. I
undressed again, noticing the marks Clint had left on my body. There was
nothing obvious, just little bites and some whisker burn that no one would even
notice except me. I