jenae is forced to move into an apartment with her ex-best friend, vinnie. it's awkward since things became rocky before the two separated, but now jenae needs him to fake as her boyfriend.
fyi, never fake a proposal at a restaurant for complimenta...
the air is humid and muggy in the steamy bathroom. hushed giggles and whispers are murmured, and our hands touch skin on skin, entirely this time.
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"remember we can't be loud," i chuckle, pecking vinnie on the lips one last time to turn around and reach for the soap so we can wash up and return to the bed.
behind me, his bare wet body draws mine closer by the waist, and kisses my neck continuously. "i remember that, but do you?" his hand is now sliding to cup one of my breasts. "you were like, 'oh my god vinnie, don't stop oh my god!'" he imitates me, laughing right after.
"whatever," i roll my eyes. "we aren't having sex again though. that's enough for tonight." my brow furrows while i focus on lathering the soap into the wash rag.
he humms, "mhn," nodding his head and rotating me to face him. i examine him in the face, glimpsing at the beads of water that stick to his skin as if they're freckles. his eyelashes and hair are dampened, clinging together and imitating thicker and bigger strands
his eyes are low, relaxed almost. yet, the slight head tilt and charming smirk tell me otherwise.
he glides his palms against my waist and down to my massage my ass. he grips my ass, squeezing his thumb against it while gazing at me in a mesmerized way.
"fine," i look away, making an effort to compress my smile but i can't help myself. that influencing stare and the way he touches me makes me want more.
"fine, what?" his eyes gently lighten.
"you know what i'm trying to say.." I touch the side of his warm cheek, starting at what I want.
his lips.
not resisting, he presses me against the cold misty glass of the shower window and lifts one of my thighs to his hip. my hand desperately pushes against the foggy glass to prevent myself from slipping while also leaving a handprint. the other rests on the back of his neck to hold me up steady.
placing his hand on top of mine, we share another passionate kiss. this time it's much harsher. his body nudges against mine firmer and closer the more we kiss. this kiss, left us both breathing heavily with sinking chests. this kiss, made us touch and rub against each other as if we were put up to repopulate the world.
quickly, my hand falls from his cheek and reaches into the opening between us. the slot where his erection stood proud and delighted. relished, my palm touches delicately around his tip and then to his shaft. "are we really-" he breaths heavier, "gonna do this again?"
"of course we are," I breathly chuckle, rubbing him quicker. as a reaction, he moans my name and curves his body closer to min,e picking my other thigh up to raise me completely.
my head nozzles in between his neck, and the tiny mist from the shower scatters on my face. he moves my fingers away from his shaft and instead, he pumps it against my crotch.
