I'd remembered not knowing what to say to his pep talk of sorts, but I still remembered how he had looked at me as I stood in front of him that night. The way his eyes had washed over my body was the same way his eyes followed me out the front door, and the exact same way he had looked at me the other night in the kitchen.
I rolled over in bed and looked at the clock. I was getting worried. It was cold out and the snow had been falling hard for the last hour. I let out a breath, and then I heard the hallway floor creak and the sound of a door opening and closing. It had to be Drew. Mom and Dad were staying overnight at the hotel the banquet was being held at, and Zach had long ago messaged me, first to apologize, and then to let me know he was spending the night at Ann Marie's.
I got up off my bed and opened my bedroom door, glancing out through the crack. Drew's bedroom door was open, a soft light spilling out into the hallway. I watched for a minute through the crack of my door, then I saw Drew. He came walking out of his bedroom, shirtless, his jeans undone and hanging sexily on his waist. His towel was flung over his shoulder, and he carried his toiletry bag in his other hand. He ran his hand through his hair, turning it into a rather disheveled, sexy-looking mess, which was hot as hell. I was about to call out to him but thought twice, mainly because I didn't really know what to say. He went into the bathroom, shutting the door, but still left it open a crack.
I quickly shut my door and rested my back against the cool panel. I wanted more of what I had tonight, and it wasn't fair to me that Zach had interrupted us. I wanted to be held in Drew's arms. I wanted the smell of his skin invading every part of me. I wanted to feel his large, strong hands gripping parts of my body that they shouldn't.
I opened the door to my bedroom a crack and peeked out into the hallway. Drew padded back across the hall to his room and came back out carrying his sleep pants in his hand, and back into the bathroom he went once again, leaving the door open a crack. I heard the shower turn on.
I turned back against my wall, inhaled deeply trying to calm my heavily beating heart, and tiptoed out of my room and over to the bathroom door. I peeked through the crack, careful not to be seen. He stood with his back to the door, dropping his jeans. They pooled around his feet, his belt buckle clinking hard on the tile floor.
I turned my head from the crack in the bathroom door and bit my lip. My heart was beating so hard I felt like I might faint. I stood there for a second, trying to catch my breath, and then turned back to take another peek. The only glimpse I caught was his muscular bare leg as he climbed into the frosted shower and shut the door.
I made my way back to my bedroom, shutting the door quietly behind me. A funny feeling crept into the pit of my stomach as an idea popped into my mind. Sure, I was under my parents’ roof, but they weren't here right now. It was only Drew and me. No one would have to know anything happened between us, but us.
"No, you are not going to do it, Lexi. You are going to get back into bed," I said under my breath to the empty room and crawled back under my warm covers. I laid there staring up at the ceiling, listening to the water run. Minutes later, I climbed back out of bed. I pulled my shirt over my head, letting it fall to the floor, the cold air of the room causing my nipples to harden right away. I let out a breath and dropped my pants to the floor. I walked over to my full-length mirror and looked at my naked body, my mind running rampant with questions: Would he be attracted to me? Would he push me away and send me back to my room? Was I taking a huge chance on ruining our friendship by doing this? I ran my hands over the flat of my belly, took a deep breath, and with shaking hands, opened my bedroom door and went to claim what I wanted.
Chapter 17
Drew
I closedmy eyes as the hot water showered down on me. The heat felt good on my cold, aching body. I had spent too much time out in that cold due to my stubbornness of not wanting to run into her again tonight once I returned. I deserved to be cold. I was trying hard to let thoughts of Lexi wash away, but no matter how hard I had tried to get her and that kiss out of my mind, it seemed to come back twice as powerful than before.
I thought back to the simple things: the way she blinked up at me as she opened her eyes after I had first kissed her; the look she gave to me as I looked at her through the camera lens; her sexy eyes full of lust and desire as she had stared back at me. Just the simple thought of that look caused my already hard cock to start throbbing. I thought back to the other night as she reached up to grab the glass out of the cupboard and how her T-shirt had ridden up to show me her ass in those black panties. Her perfect, round ass peeking out at me, ripe like a peach that I just wanted to sink my teeth into.
I reached down, taking my thick cock in my hand, squeezing the shaft and almost moaning out loud at how good it felt. I placed one hand against the shower wall, tilted my head back, and closed my eyes as I started to rub the length of my cock. It was nothing but me, the sound of the water hitting the floor of the shower…and the sound of the shower door opening behind me.
Biting my bottom lip, I opened my eyes and blinked hard. Lexi stood there, naked in front of me, like a dream. I blinked hard again and watched as she stepped into the shower and closed the door behind her. Her cheeks flushed as my eyes traveled the length of her body. I noticed her gaze was firmly planted on my hand, which was gripping my cock. She bit her bottom lip as she locked eyes with me for a second before she looked back down at my hand. Shy little Lexi, who wasn't so shy anymore, stared at the full length of my cock in my hand.
Neither of us said anything as she stepped closer to me and ran her hands down my chest and over my abs, taking my cock in her hand, the trail of her touch burning my skin. She stroked me, squeezing my thick, hard cock, looking me directly in the eye. Her cheeks were flushed, and she bit her bottom lip as she looked up innocently at me. Only there was nothing innocent about Lexi now, and I watched as the water ran down over her breasts, the stream dripping from her nipples.
The rational part of my brain finally kicked in what seemed like minutes later. I shouldn't be here with her like this. This couldn't happen; it would ruin everything. I reached down and took her hand in mine, and as hard as it was, I removed her hand from my hard, aching cock before this went any further.
"Lexi, we shouldn't do this." That was all I could get out, the look in her eyes eating me alive as she pulled her hand from mine and began working her hands over me again. I had to let go of hers to hold onto the walls of the shower as she stroked me. She was killing me. "Lex, this is going to change everything," I murmured as she placed her lips against mine.
"Good," she whispered before she lowered herself to her knees.
I looked down at her, as she looked up at me, and I watched as she licked the head of my cock. One single lick that sent a wave of heat through my body so intense I felt like I could combust. I let my head drop back and I held back the moan I so badly wanted to let out. I didn't want to encourage her, but that didn't work. She could already tell from my response that I had loved it.
She trailed her tongue from the base of my shaft all the way to the tip, swirling her tongue around the head. When I opened my eyes and looked down at her, all I saw was her lust-filled, heavy eyes staring back at me. I was in trouble. She knew I was watching her, she knew I liked what I saw, and this time she wrapped her lips around my cock and I watched it disappear into her mouth, all while she continued looking up at me.
I wrapped my hand in her thick brown mane and squeezed. Her mouth felt fucking amazing. I closed my eyes and inhaled a sharp breath as she continued to slowly devour my cock, even paying attention to my balls, cupping them in her soft hand.
I kept a grip on her hair, resting my hand on the back of her head as I let my head drop back and just enjoy everything that she was doing to me. I felt her other hand rest on my hips as she continued to suck my cock. This time as she took me deep in her mouth, the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat, and I couldn't help but let a throaty groan escape. I could already feel myself starting to swell. She didn't seem to mind, and she took me even deeper, so deep that I could feel the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat.
Three more times of the intense feeling of almost slipping down her throat and I couldn't hold back any longer. My orgasm ripped out of me, and I held her head as I shot hot cum down her throat. I could feel her throat reflexes swallowing every single drop of me.
I eased off my grip on the back of her head and felt myself slide out of her hot mouth. I opened my eyes. She was still on her knees before me, looking up at me with a knowing look in her eyes. I took both of her hands and pulled her up and into me, kissing her lips.
I could barely wait to touch her, to feel the weight of her breasts in my hands and bury myself deep inside of her. I pushed her against the wall, turning her so her back was to me. I pulled her against my body, kissing the side of her neck, my hands gripping her breasts, my thumbs running over her nipples. My right hand trailed down the flat of her stomach, between her legs, my fingers running between her slick folds, and she let out a tiny moan. She was already wet, and I continued running my finger over her clit while I bit and sucked on her neck. Her head fell back onto my shoulder, her arms coming up behind her head as she let out a deep, sexy moan, her lips meeting mine.
I turned her back around, pushing her back up against the shower wall, and bent down, taking a nipple into my mouth. I ran my tongue back and forth over her nipple and gently bit and teased her, my hand quickly finding its way between her legs again, inserting two fingers inside of her as my thumb rubbed her clit. I wrapped my arm around her waist, supporting her when I felt her start to shake. She was so close to coming I could practically taste it. I dropped to my knees, taking her leg and resting it on my shoulder, and looked up at her. "You ready?" I asked.
She shyly nodded her head, her cheeks and chest flushed pink, her breathing rapid. I spread her lips with my fingers and ran my tongue back and forth over her clit. I couldn't get enough of the taste of her. She ran her hands through my hair, fisting a handful as I kept running my tongue over the swollen bundle of nerves, her moans getting louder.
"Drew...." She fisted my hair tighter. I didn't stop. I just continued until she exploded in my mouth, screaming my name.
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