I turn her around and wash her back and ass, by which time I have a raging hard-on. I push her gently under the shower to rinse off, and then I take her into my arms and kiss her as if I haven’t had a taste of her all evening. I run my hands over her perfect body, letting my fingers slide between her legs to stroke her folds. She’s hot for me already, and I push one finger in and then another.
“I can’t get enough of you,” I growl into her ear.
“Then take me,” she murmurs, her voice dripping with need.
I turn her around, and she immediately understands what I need. She places her palms flat on the tiled wall and angles her body so that I can take her from behind.
I part her legs and push every inch of my dick into her tight pussy. I grip her hips as I pump into her hard. There’s no holding back this time. I want her, and I want her badly, and I unleash all my desire on her. Our groans bounce around the bathroom walls. My balls tighten against her body, and I will myself to keep going. I need Grace to come first. I pump harder and faster, and she lets out a deep-throated cry as her pussy clenches around me. I ram into her harder and pull out just as hot cum jets out from my dick.
I help Grace up, and we look at my cum as it’s washed down the drain. I already know the mistake I’ve made, and I wait for Grace’s reaction.
“Wait!” she says, looking at me with stricken eyes. “We didn’t use a condom.”
“I know, and I’m sorry.” I’ve never done that before. I feel like a complete asshole. “I’m safe, I promise. I haven’t had sex in almost six months.” Now I sound like a total loser. After the accident that changed my face, I stayed cooped up in hospitals for three months. Then I stayed with him for another two months recuperating.
Grace’s eyes widen. “Really?”
I nod. “Really.”
She smiles. “That makes me feel a whole lot better. I’m safe too.”
The tension dissipates, and we dry off and go back to her room.
“Do you want to stay the night?” she asks shyly.
“I do.”
“Great,” Grace says, and we slip into the covers like two people who have been sleeping in the same bed for years.
I can’t remember feeling at peace as I do at this moment. There’s absolutely no chance that I’ll wake up to a pounding on the door and when I open it, flashes of a dozen cameras will go off in my face. Absolutely none. There’s no feeling like that.
***
I’m confused at first when I wake up, but then I see Grace smiling at me from her side of the bed.
“You looked terrified,” she says and reaches out to caress my cheek.
“I forgot where I was.” I feel out of sorts. I’ve never woken up in a woman’s house, and I don’t know the accepted code of behavior.
Grace giggles. “Do you always shower immediately after sex?”
I don’t know how to answer that, so I lean forward to plant a kiss on her forehead. I catch sight of my pants, reach for them, pull out my phone, and when I turn it on, it beeps with notifications of missed calls and messages. Most of them are from Sebastian and Ethan. I check the time. Nine. Shit. I’ve overslept. I’d planned to be out of Grace’s house by seven. I shoot a quick message to Sebastian and another to Ethan, sending him a pin of where I am.
“I have to go,” I tell Grace, and a hurt look comes over her features.
“Oh, I hoped you’d stay a little while,” she says.
“I’ll call you.” I hop out of bed and wear my clothes in record speed. When I’m done dressing, I kiss her again on the forehead. “That was an awesome evening and night. Thanks!” I don’t know what else to say. All I know is that I really need to get out of here.
“I could make some coffee for you before you go,” Grace says.
Guilt tugs at my heart. I make a snap decision. Ethan will probably be a while, and it won’t take long to have coffee with Grace. Plus, I have to see her at work, so I can’t dismiss her as I would a strange woman I’d just hooked up with.
“Sure, why not?”
A larger dose of guilt comes over me as her face lights up. I’m used to being an asshole, and the women I hooked up with in my earlier life were worse. All they cared about was my fame and my money, and they showed it.
Grace jumps out of bed and pulls on a T-shirt and a pair of shorts. My body heats up as I watch her. She really has a hot body. If I had time, I wouldn’t mind enjoying it one last time before I go.