Samantha Routledge is a fellow Pogue, and the younger sister of John B. Granted John B is only 10 months older; they are both the children of Big John Routledge but have different mothers. Sam's mother lives next door to Luke Maybank and JJ, so Sam...
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I close my eyes in utter relief as I feel the warm water of the shower wash away my stress and dirt. Jay insisted on taking me on the date he promised a few days ago, before we have to go to my uncles for dinner. Pope thankfully offered up his bathroom so I can get ready for the day and finally get out of my midsummers dress. A soft knock on the door causes my eyes to flutter open.
"Can I come in?" I laugh when JJ doesn't wait for an answer and lets himself into the small bathroom. Trying my best not to stare as he takes of his shirt and starts to unzip his pants. He smirks when he catches my lingering eyes. "Like what you see, baby?" His cocky tone makes me roll my eyes and turn my back on him.
My breath hitches when I feel him step into the shower with me. His bare chest pressing firmly into me, as I arch my back against him. He lets out a shaky breath in my ear as he wraps his arms around my waist, holding me in a firm hug.
"Because I like what I see." He whispers, sending a shiver down my spine. I turn around in his arms to face him, one of his hands holding onto my hip as the other falls to squeeze my ass. "Kies here, to take you to the Chateau."
"She can wait." I mumble into his mouth as I lean in to kiss him. He doesn't hesitate, kissing me back just as passionately. I let out a moan when one of his hands reach up to cup my tit, pinching my nipple between his calloused fingers. Our tongues fight for dominance before I pull away. I step away from him, wanting to laugh as he lets out a low whine. "Hey, I don't sleep with a guy before our first date! Help me wash my hair." He shakes his head with a smile, taking the bottle of shampoo from my hands.
I gasp when he uses my hips to quickly spin me around, so my back is flushed against him again. He starts to massage the shampoo into my hair softly and then uses the shower head to wash it out. Pumping conditioner into his palm, he carefully combs it through the ends of my hair. I close my eyes in relaxation before his gentle act changes. Grabbing the roots of my hair, he harshly pulls my head back so it falls to his shoulder.
"You enjoy being a tease, huh?" His lips fall to my face as he grunts into my ear. My mouth falls open in ecstasy, enjoying his rough behaviour. "You like it when I pull your hair, don't you baby?" The ache in between my legs begins to throb more at his words.
"Yes." I barely get out, as he starts to suck the spot of my neck right under my ear. One of my hands snaking its way up behind his head, tugging on his hair as he leaves marks on my neck. We jump apart at the sound of a loud knock on the door.
"No nasty business in my shower." Pope yells, obviously knowing JJ and I too well. I chuckle turning and pressing my forehead into JJs wet chest.
"Kies going to drive me to the Chateau to get ready for our date." I grin, opening the shower door to leave him and his boner alone. "Are you going to tell me what we are doing?" He shakes his head at my question as I wrap my naked body in a clean towel.
