Drowning

Chapter 43:

Ezra refused to keep his hands to himself in the shower. He started by washing my hair, gently massaging the soap on my scalp. He gently helped me rinse it out. Anna had left some body wash and he squirted some on the bath sponge. He began lathering up my body, taking his time to carefully trace my breasts and hips. He teased me a few times by running his wet fingers on top of my clit.

"You know we need to hurry." I scolded him, smacking his hands away. Ezra already knew how my body was reacting to him. I wasn't fooling him at all.

When he took his turn under the water, I was able to wash him the same way. I ended up lingering a little too long around the ring on his head, playing with the piece of jewelry with my fingertips.

"You're such a hypocrite." He chuckled. "We better get out before we get caught."

I finished rinsing him off and turned off the water. Our shower was over way too soon. I could have stayed in there with him all night.

We both dried off and began to dress. He put his jeans on and a black band t-shirt. I looked at the outfit Anna brought me and shook my head. I swear Anna was trying to push JD's buttons. I rolled the black leggings up over my legs and had to wiggle to get them past my hips, they were tight, but they didn't give me a muffin top. The waistband sat low on me. I was again thankful for the Brazilian wax we got since there was no way I could wear underwear with these things on.

The shirt was an origami nightmare. There were too many holes and ties. Once I finally figured it out, I saw the only thing that held it up was two ties in the back. It was bright red and the ties were perfectly placed where my bra line would normally be. I would not be able to wear a bra in this shirt either. The rest of the back was open and it had no sleeves or straps. The front had a piece of see-through lace fabric draping from under the bust. I might as well have been going downstairs in a bra at this point. I think my bra would cover more skin.

"Can you tie me up?" I asked Ezra turning to him and lifted my wet hair off my back.

"I would love to tie you up." He grinned and pulled at himself again.

"Get your mind out of the gutter. I mean tie my shirt." I rolled my eyes at him.

He stood behind me and tied the shirt as tight as possible, and I turned around to face the mirror.

"What was Anna thinking?" I asked, shaking my head as I studied the way the shirt hung over my body.

"You look beautiful. I'm not going to be able to keep my hands off you tonight. I call Riley duty." He smiled.

I hit him on the shoulder. I began brushing my hair out and he leaned against the wall watching me. My frustration grew when I couldn't figure out what to do with my hair. I didn't have time to blow dry it or straighten it. I could just let it air dry, but that would take all night. I didn't really feel like going down with wet messy hair hanging on my bare back.

"Put your hair in those braid things again like you had at your house." He suggested when he saw the look on my face. "I can use them as handles when you're on top of me again tonight." A small laugh escaped him. I almost turned around to throw the hairbrush at him.

"You are so wrong." I smiled back at him. His fingers were twisting the rings in his eyebrow while he was looking at me like he was imagining it. I shook my head in defeat and started parting my hair for the braids.

I grabbed the makeup left out for me and decided to add some eyeliner. I had to bend towards the mirror to get a good look at the line I was drawing. Without realizing it, I was bending over and sticking my butt out for Ezra to get a good look at.