“What?”
“Are you seriously writing your name on my back with your cum?”
He pressed a kiss in between her shoulder blades. “Of course not.”
She giggled. “You’re unbelievable.”
He tapped her ass and said, “Come. Let’s take a shower. I’ll clean you up, Little Bird.”
She groaned when he pulled her up. “I know. I’m coming.”
“Damn straight. Give me a minute and we’re good to go.”
Teagan’s mischievous grin was infectious. He found himself smiling as they walked over to his en suite bathroom. He turned on the shower and reached for a spare toothbrush in his cabinet.
“Here. It’s never been used.”
He stated the obvious, since the toothbrush sat in its original package.
“Thanks…” She quickly lowered her gaze when his eyes met hers in the bathroom mirror above the sink.
“Are you really okay with me staying? I told my parents that I would stay at Gwenn’s tonight, but—”
“It’s fine.”
He wasn’t used to girls bringing up the lame excuses they told their parents for them to sneak away from home. This flashback to high school was killing his hard-on. He was glad she was twenty-one and officially an adult. He wondered why she didn’t right out told her folks that she would stay with him. Why lie?
Teagan opened the frosted shower door and said over her shoulder, “Help me wash my back?”
“Fuck, yeah.”
He could always discuss their expectations later. First, he needed to be inside of her again.