love & war | in progress

08 - shower

elizabeth

I woke up, yet again in the arms of Angelo Stone.  

I already knew he was awake, i could feel his arms moving round my body, holding me tighter. I looked up at him, and he was already looking down on me. 

"Morning." I hummed.

He gave me an eskimo kiss, then repeated my words back to me. He then looked down at his phone. "We're late." 

With his words i started to panic. I pushed myself off the bed and walked into the bathroom hearing him follow me. I picked up a toothbrush, and gave him a fresh one from the pack. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"My job, my rules," He shrugged. "I can show up whenever I want."

I rolled my eyes as I put toothpaste and water on my brush, him doing the same. "Yes, well I have an asshole boss who will probably fire my ass if im later than I already am."

He grinned at me. "Your asshole boss seems amazing, you know."

I rolled my eyes at him and brushed my teeth. Trying to ignore his eyes  that were hot on my body. We both rinsed our mouths and put our brushes in the stand.  

"So.." he placed his hands around my waist.

"So.." I placed my hands around his neck.

His lips curled up at the side. "Are we gonna shower?" He raised a brow at me suggestively. 

 "We are not doing anything," I said, hoping that he would banter back. "I am going to take a shower and you could do whatever you like."

He shrugged at me and feigned disappointment. "Fine, gorgeous. Enjoy your shower."

"I will."

He walked out of the bathroom and into my bedroom and i sighed into my hands.

What the fuck am i doing? Playing house with my boss? This is gonna get me in deep shit if i dont fucking stop.

I yawned and tugged down on his boxers that i wore to bed, then stepped into the shower. The shower head had been upgraded to a double faucet, so the water would come from the front and the back.

I sighed at the sensation.

The water hit me in all the right places and i just wanted to stay there forever.

I lathered some soap onto my loofa and just as i was about to properly wash myself, i felt a strong hand grab onto my hip. I spun around and there Angelo was. In my shower. 

With a large fucking erection.

"Um?" I started, confused about why he was in here, and how i didnt hear him.

"Well hello there, gorgeous. I just thought we could save water, you know." He said like it was the most natural thing in the world.

I squinted my eyes at him. "Right," i turned back around. "Because a 5minute shower will really affect my water bill."

I could practically hear his smirk.

"I dont think we're gonna be in here for just 5 minutes."

Shit.

I ignored him and carried on washing myself. The soap suds spreading across my neck, and going lower and lower until they dripped between my cleavage.

I wanted to tease him. Wanted to make him ache as much as i did. Because the feeling of his dick pressed against my arch was making me loose my fucking mind.

So i bent down.

To pick up the soap of course. But the groan that left his mouth had me grinning with victory.

I stood up and turned to face him and he was palming his dick up and down. 

I raised a brow at him. But before i could speak he shrugged shamelessly. "I'm showering the way i always do."

"Mhm." I hummed as i trailed my hands down his perfectly sculpted chest. I lifted my hands off him and quickly rinsed myself off, making sure to wash in between my legs and under my arms. 

He watched me, his hands not leaving his cock. And i was utterly confused. 
What could be so arousing about watching me clean myself? 

He jerked off like i was some professional porno and his face contorted to a pained expression. 

Like he was close. 

I bit the inside of my cheek and put my hands around him.
Then i dropped to my knees.

-

The car ride to the building was quiet. 

Not quite comfortable and not quite uncomfortable either. It was just... quiet.
His hand had stayed on my thigh the whole drive though. Not moving once, like he found it comfortable. 

 Soothing even.

I saw us pulling up to the parking lot but before he got out, i stopped him.
"Wait! Angelo."

He sat back down. "..Yes?"
"This thing. Can we-" I scrunched my brows and tried to think of putting it into the right words. "Can it just stay what it is?"

"What do you mean?" His eyes looked soft. Like he was hurt.

"I mean, its just sex. That's all it can be. I mean, there's a Love Contract."

He nodded and his features lightened up. "I get it. Just sex."

"Just Sex."

He got out of the car and went to go and open my door for me. I smiled and stepped out, taking his hand to help myself out. 

"Thank you." I muttered as we walked into the building, and he smiled.

Annaliese came running at the pair of us with papers flaying about her hands, and her turtle glasses slipping off her nose. "Do i even want to know where you guys have been?"

I opened my mouth to think of a quick lie. But Angelo was faster then I was.

"She was having some car trouble, so i went to go and get her whilst we waited for a pickup truck." He said quickly.

It was so natural that he even had me believing it.

Anna sighed and pushed her glasses up with her forearm. "Yes, of course you did. I dont know what i was thinking;" She looked at me. "I've left the stack of papers you requested for the Gala Dress code on your desk."

I internally screamed. "Thank you Anna, you have no idea how much this helps."

The week before i had asked her to get me a file of all the past dress codes from most of the events. Because Google wasn't really giving the right insight on how to throw a ball.

She gave me a smile. "No problem, Liz."

I gave her a wave and walked over to the elevators and pressed the button for the 16th floor. I crossed my arms as I got impatient.

Why does this lift take so fucking lo-

My mind went still as the doors opened. What the fuck was he doing here?

-

Hello my babies, I am so so sorry for the wait basically my laptop went crazy and just broke at the keyboard and my dad refused to get it fixed because hes a big fat burger so i was really struggling to be able to get it updated. And then guess what i found out.

I can fucking write on my phone.

So this whole month i was sitting about unproductively when i could have been sat about unproductively whilst WRITING! I blame my dad.

Anyways, expect more regular updates again, maybe 2 times a week ish.
thoughts?-
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Love you,Gray