11. You Ready?

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The constant sound of a beating slowly woke me up.

My eyes trying to get used to the feeling of the sunlight invading my sight.

I couldn't help the smile that formed on my face when I realized that Benito was still laying in my bed, and that his arms were wrapped tightly around my body.

"Hazel, are you awake?" my moms voice call from the other side of my locked room.

I panic, quickly trying to think of a way I can answer and not have to open the door for her.

I feel Benito stir from under me, his body slightly moving but he doesn't wake up.

"Ay esta niña duerme tanto." I hear her say before her footsteps fade down the stairs.

Letting out a breath of relief, I wait until I hear her leave for her shift before move out of bed.

That was a close one.

I knew it was a bad idea to have him sleepover but I just couldn't help it. New relationships make you don't stupid things.

I slide out of Benito's hold, so I can brush my teeth and take a quick shower.

The moment the warm water hits my skin, I'm completely relaxed. The shower was like my safe haven, and the one place that my thoughts can run wild. Running my fingers through my hair, I let out a hum of satisfaction.

"Couldn't wait for me to wake up to shower, could you?" Benito's voice startles me, making me knock into the rack of shampoos on the side.

"you okay chiquita?" he chuckles, as I hear the toilet seat come up. "relax, I'm not going to join you... this time, no matter how much I want too."

My hands come down from covering my body, having a feeling that he wasn't going to peak into the shower. Deep down, like really deep down I hoped he would though.

"What... what are you doing?"

"I needed to take a piss, badly." He says, as I hear as he releases himself. "Sorry I couldn't wait."

Now it was my turn to laugh, even though it was kind of gross, I guess when you gotta go, you gotta go.

I don't answer, as I hear him flush and wash his hands. Reaching my hand around the shower curtains and grabbing my towel, I quickly dry myself up. I wrap it around my body, tightly securing it at the top and moving my soaking hair to the side.

I quietly hum a tone that's been stuck in my head, as I pull the curtains open.

"Damn chiquita, you're going to be the death of me." Benito says, once I stepped out onto the rug.

He's reclined up against the sink, in nothing but his boxers. Legs and arms crossed, licking his lips as his eyes look me up and down.

When my eyes connected with his, he pushed away from the sink and walked towards me. The determined look he was giving me sent a wave of heat to the pit of my stomach. And at this very moment, I didn't care that I was completely naked anymore. I wanted him... but I knew it was too soon.

Benito stopped in front of me, grabbing my hand and helping me out of the tub and onto the bathroom rug. He didn't stop there though, without any warning, he takes a hold of my waist and sits me on top of the sink. I feel his breath against my neck, as he parts my legs and steps between them.

My face heats up in slight embarrassment remembering that I don't have any clothes on but just a white towel wrapped around my body, yet I can't seem to want to stop him anytime soon.

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