My Roommate Is A Greek God (ON HOLD)

6| My Roommate Is A F**k Buddy

6| My Roommate Is A F**k Buddy

dedicated to @esoterically again because she's one of my closer friends and she has over 110k reads on her book The Heartbreakers Club and over 26k reads on her other book Bad Boy Blueprint.

sexual content ahead, read at your own risk, seriously.

"Solana?" I had totally forgotten that I was !on the phone with Sasha, but I wasn't going to apologize for my lack of answering his calls of my name. What came out instead was,

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck." I kept repeated but then I remembered who I was on the phone with.

"Well Solana-"

"Shut up! I didn't mean it like that," I cut him off, my body was still turned towards Matt and this new girl, "Matt is here, with this new girl, not the same one before."

"Oh," Sasha's attitude sounded like it completely changed but it redeemed itself with, "what are they doing?"

"Laughing."

"Ok so?" What?

"What do you mean 'so?'" I asked in a hushed tone, "you were the one standing up for me back at the bar and now it's 'so?!'"

"I wasn't 'standing up for you,'" Sasha retorted in an easy tone, "I was confronting this ex boyfriend about his issues, what you need to do is get over him."

I scoffed out of disbelief and shame. I couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth but I was ashamed because it was true. "Well what should I do?"

I heard some papers shuffle in the background before he answers, "Look who's coming to me for advice."

"It's not advice dumbass, I just need a little guidance on a head start, plus you do this all the time," I explained, "what should I do?"

"For starters, stop looking at them," he ordered, "I can tell you're looking at them right now, you have to forget about them."

"It's easier said than done," I mumbled talking to myself but I knew he heard. I turned back around to face my beverage and bag, and rubbed my temples. This is so pathetic, I'm pathetic.

"Basically you need to find a rebound, someone to get your mind off of Matt," Sasha explained with ease, "before you know it you're over him."

"I don't know anyone potential enough to be a rebound..." I trailed off before realizing that I was even giving this idea a thought. I took a sip from the tea

"Well you already seemed to get comfortable with me," I choked on that one sip and began coughing but I tried my best to not attract attention, "I am perfect for the position."

"You just want to get into my pants, is all." I joked with him but I felt heat rush to my cheeks.

"I've been wanting to get into your pants since the day I met you," his voice dripped over the line and his accent became more clearer than usual. My cheeks should be heavily red right now as I felt more hot.

"Fuck you." I snapped flustered.

"You already did." And then I hung up on him, I wasn't going to make him make me feel like he had wrapped around his meaty finger. Maybe he was right about having a rebound but for the fact that I already slept with him made him an easy target. But I have to remind myself that this us Sasha we're talking about.

I got up from my seat and grabbed my things and turned around to leave the store, when I noticed Matt and the mystery girl still sitting there. That's when noticed that, for maybe a few seconds---or minutes, Sasha had managed to let me forget about Matt.

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I instantly went back to the apartment with a clouded mind. Maybe this rebound thing would be bad after all? Then again sex with Sasha, an annoying Greek god? Some people wouldn't even begin to question this whole situation if they were in her shoes, they'd go right for it. The only thing that's actually stopping me is having a brain to think both sides through.

The apartment was quiet, too quiet even which meant that Sasha must've left a while ago. The first thing I did was put down my bags and went for the bathroom. A nice shower was what I needed to think things through.

I stripped down from my clothes as I looked myself in the mirror. My face looked very innocent and some people even used to call me Bambi or virgin for it. My hazel eyes seemed dull as usual, and my short hair that thickly stood on the stop of my head, looked more fuller than usual.

Shrugging everything off I continued to go into the shower. The hot water felt nice against my skin. It's been awhile since I actually got hot water because Sasha took longer in the bathroom than I did and uses up all the water.

Towards the end of my shower, closing my eyes I turned around in the shower and washed my hair. I had washed my hair with shampoo and everything two days ago, so I figured to just rinse it with water today.

Opening my eyes, I jumped in fright. Sasha stood at the doorway, cracked open a little. But I knew I left the door closed, so that meant that he had opened it. Purposefully.

"What the fuck? Leave, right now. You're such a creep!" I yelled at him and there wasn't anything to shield myself from him in the clear shower. I cursed myself for not even thinking about buying curtains, just because I liked futuristic decor. But he did leave. He just stood there.

"Sasha, I know you're not deaf," I continued, my hands were covering significant parts, "I said leave. Now."

That's when he slowly opened the door wider and my heart began beating like I ran a marathon. "What are you doing?"

He didn't answer me but just continued walking until the shower sliding wall was separating us both. Then he calmly just walked in the shower, both of us wet and nothing is protecting myself from him.

Without any permission he swooped in and kissed me. Our lips almost seemed like they actually fit together. As he continued to kiss me he almost pushed me towards against the shower wall. The running water on us wasn't annoying but seemed to add some type of effect.

His hands then wanted to roam my body but it was like he asked for permission with then gently going down from neck to my shoulders. I gave permission by Harding the kiss. My feelings were haywire with an abundance of surprises. My heart was soaring because I was scared. My body was hot because of attraction and arousal.

He grabbed my legs and moved them on either side of him, and that's when it hit me that I'm naked. I didn't know what to do at this point because I was torn between being uncomfortable and actually wanting this.

"Solana" he murmured in my ear and accent made a fire in me go wild.

"Oh my god," I breathed out because I actually might have sex with Sasha right now.

And I did.

And it was amazing.

Fucking amazing.

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