“What the hell?” He rubbed his face, looking over at me in alarm. “You’re getting water all over the floor!”
My eyes swept up and down his sculpted body as the water stream washed soap away. “I’m sorry about how all the Aiden stuff looked. That was unfortunate and the timing wasn’t great, but you’re not going to act like I just wanted to have sex with you as a reaction to what happened with Aiden.”
“Okay. Can we talk about this when I get out?” He continued washing with me watching, turning into the stream of water. “You’re getting water everywhere.”
I pulled off my tank top and stepped into the shower with him. Yanking the curtain to close it, I pursed my lips. “Happy now?”
A ghost of a smile played on his lips as he eyed my bra and underwear. He shook his head. “What are you doing?” he asked with an amused sigh.
“No, what are you doing?” I countered, putting my hands on my hips. “What you said was out of line.”
“No, it wasn’t.”
“Yes, it was. You jumped to conclusions instead of talking to me.”
“It’s not jumping to conclusions if I’m following your lead and listening to your words. You said you didn’t want anything to happen between us and nothing happened. Then we fucked all night. And then you wanted to be best friends. Then you got mad because I’m not in your face about your boy. And then when I call you out, you interrupt my shower.” His gaze dipped down to the black lace before locking eyes with me again. “Like I said, you don’t know what you want.”
We were inches apart yet still not touching. My nipples were hard, and the damp lace was stimulating them. I let my hands slide off my hip and I squared my shoulders. All I wanted to do was wrap my arms around him, but I couldn’t read his expression. “I do know what I want.”
He searched my face. “What do you want, Brooklyn?”
The knot in my belly tightened. “I want you.”
“I’m going to keep it real with you. I want you too. But I don’t think it’s a good idea for our friendship to fuck again.” His dick twitched and I had to pretend not to notice. “I can’t do the back and forth. Especially not with you.”
“What do you want?”
“I want to be able to take a shower in peace,” he groaned.
Licking my lips, I asked again. “What do you want, James?”
He stared at me like he was debating whether he was going to answer the question. I saw in his eyes when he made his decision. “I want you. All of you.”
Even though my body reacted as if he’d asked me to bend over, I felt like he didn’t just mean it in a sexual way.
“What do you want?” he asked me again, imploring me to want all of him as well.
“I don’t want to lose my best friend—”
He interrupted, his brows creasing in frustration. “So, why are you in the shower with me?”
“Because I love you!”
The words slipped out of my mouth so easily that I didn’t have a chance to overthink anything. Standing in the shower with him, I felt free of anxiety or guilt or anything else that held me back from saying it before.
He searched my face. “You what?”
Staring up at him, I whispered, “I’m in love with you.”
Jay crashed his mouth into mine, pulling my body into his. His growing erection hung heavily between us, jabbing me in a tantalizing way. He broke the kiss and just stared at me in awe. “I’m in love with you.”
As the water pelted his back and sprinkled on me, Jay brought his lips close and hovered over mine. I waited for his mouth to cover mine, but when it didn’t, I opened my eyes.
As if that was what he was waiting for, he smirked and unclasped my bra. Once he’d freed my breasts, he slid my lace thong from my body. He dropped both in the tub. I was going to pick them up and move them, but he kissed me in a way that stopped me dead in my tracks.
Nibbling and sucking on my lower lip, he aroused every sexual urge in my body. He drew back teasingly before doing it all over again. I felt my clit throbbing, begging for that same type of attention. The back and forth between kissing me and teasing me with the anticipation of the kiss made me tremble.
His hands roamed down my back and over my ass before he palmed each cheek. Letting the slickness of my skin guide him, he traveled up to my nipples. They were dying for attention so as soon as he tweaked them, I gasped.
He kissed along my jaw and made his way to my neck. He kissed, sucked, and nibbled his way to owning my body. I had goosebumps by the time he kissed his way back to my lips.
I loved the feeling of his wet body sliding against mine. There was something so sexy about the idea of shower sex. “I love the way you touch me,” I moaned into his mouth as his hand moved down my belly.
He pulled away slightly and stared at me as the pads of his fingers slipped between the apex of my thighs. “I love touching your body. I love hearing you moan. I love tasting you…everywhere.”
“Jay…” I dragged his name out as he found my clit.
His eyes sparkled and the look he was giving me caused a familiar ache to reemerge.
“Stop looking at me like that,” I murmured as he played with me. “We don’t have a condom in here.”
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