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*WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT*

8.

I wake up, laying on Brad's bare chest. Only one thought comes into my mind. We had sex last night. It was amazing. I don't regret it at all, maybe I should have waited but it was in the moment and to be honest, I didn't want to stop it.

I swiftly grab my phone from the bed side table and glance at the time. It's 9 o'clock. I better go in the shower I think as I look down realising we're both still naked.

I gently remove myself from Brad's chest and try and wrap the sheet on top of the bed around myself. I pull at the sheet, realising it's stuck underneath Brad's leg.

"Fuck." I whisper, tugging at the sheet. I finally get the sheet from under his leg and quickly wrap it around myself.

I quietly walk towards his door when I hear a chuckle come from behind me. I turn around to find Brad awake, laughing at me.

"Where you running off to?" He says whilst chuckling at me again.

"I'm going to shower." I say, smirking.

"Let me join you." He says, standing up covering his private parts with his hands.

"Brad, no way." I say, laughing at him.

"Come on, we can save water." He says, giving me a cheesy wink.

"No, I'm going to shower on my own. Now if you don't mind." I say, walking out of his room and running into the bathroom. I see Brad running behind me, with his hands covering his crotch and his bum out. I laugh, not being able to contain my laughter.

He quickly runs in after me, eventually getting his own way. He grabs me by my waist and kisses me. I kiss him back and wrap my arms around his neck, letting the sheet around me fall onto the floor.

"That's better." He mumbles into my lips. I smirk, deepening the kiss. He quickly moves his hand behind me, turning on the shower. I turn around and step in the shower, letting the warm water run over my skin.

Brad steps in behind me, his hands gripping around my waist.

"Brad, I don't think this is a good idea." I say, worrying about the others waking up.

"Don't worry about it." He mumbles against my shoulder, kissing it gently and working his way along the crook my neck. I can't help but moan a little as he kisses and nibbles my neck, sucking on my soft spots.

"Okay." I say, breathing out a moan as he nibbles on the soft, warm skin of my neck.

He grips my shoulders, turning me and pushing me against the cool tiles which makes me jump slightly as I feel the cold on my back.

Brad's arms wrap around my waist, his hands smoothing over my ass and gently pinching it making me moan out faintly. He lays small-kisses over my collarbone, his body pressed against mine, my hands playing with his now wet hair.

He groans a little as I massage his scalp, his kisses trailing down to my boobs. His warm, wet tongue slides over my nipple, flicking against it and sucking on it making me moan for him. I lean my head back on the wall, my eyes closed, mouth open slightly allowing moans to spill out.

"Mmm Brad, kiss me." I moan, begging for his lips to be on mine.

He looks up at me and smiles as his lips press over mine, his tongue immediately sliding into my mouth. His hands rub all over my body, over my hips, the small of my back and my bum. As the kiss gets heated he runs his hands down between my legs, teasingly stroking over my inner thighs, his thumb pressed against my clit.

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