Taking Chances (a Ross Lynch fanfiction)

Chapter 22

"How long until they're back?" I cautiously asked Riker.

"At least twenty minutes." He breathed in my ear.

"I don't wanna shower alone." I said, my hands finding their way up his shirt.

"What about Ross? I mean, I don't mind, but are you sure?"

"No one would ever have to know." I whispered.

He returned my gesture with a smug smile.

"Your secret's safe with me." He leaned in and kissed me.

"You'll have to be careful of my cut."

"No promises." He winked.

I took his hand and led him into the bathroom. I made sure that the door was locked behind him and I turned around.

My hands slid under Riker's shirt and pulled it off. His jeans followed.

I turned toward the shower and let my underwear fall.

Stepping into the shower, Riker followed right behind.

I turned to let the water fall over me. Riker's hands were on my hips from behind.

"Let me know if I hurt you." Riker's whisper tickled my ear.

I braced myself against the side of the shower and he pushed himself inside.

A soft moan escaped my lips. I had to hold them in case anyone came back early.

His mouth fell to my neck and started kissing. They started just below my ear and continued down to the bottom of my shoulder.

All I could think was, this is wrong, but it felt so right.

Slowly so he didn't hurt me, he went as fast as he dared. I stopped him just long enough to turn around.

His lips found mine instantly.

There was a knock on the door.

"Be quiet." I hissed to Riker.

"Who is it!" I called.

"It's Ross! Why's the door locked?"

"I guess I locked it behind me."

I tried to keep my cool, but Riker's lips were traveling up my neck.

"Are you almost done?"

"Not yet! I have to clean my stitches. Why? Do you need something?"

"Riker came back a while ago and he never went back to the coffee place."

"Maybe you passed him, or he took a different way." I said, looking at Riker.

"I guess. I'm gonna head back. We'll be back in about fifteen minutes!" He called and was gone.

"That was close." Riker whispered, his wet hair falling in his face.

"Too close." I said kissing him.

He was right back at it. He didn't miss a beat and had me facing toward him.

"You don't wanna stop, do you?" He smirked.

"Not until we've finished."

Within minutes, I was trying to gasp for air. He was relentless, making me want more.

"That was fun." He said, finally pulling out. "Hopefully they aren't back yet. I wouldn't want anyone knowing our secret." He smirked.

"I wouldn't either. You know we can't do this again, right?" I said carefully.