I squeezed my eyes shut and pretended my fingers were thicker, harder, and being shoved inside of me so hard I’d skid across the floor. That instead of the cold porcelain of a bathtub, it was one of his powerful hands holding my knee up. His lips were sliding all over my neck while he pounded me. His voice in my ear.
“Oh fuck,” I whispered, pumping faster. “Oh fuck, Gavin.”
Bounce on that dick, bitch.
I shot like a rocket, spurting all over my hand and stomach. The intensity had me trembling as I gasped for breath with my mouth hanging open.
I’d been sexless for months and my jerk-off sessions had been more of a sleep aid than anything else. But this? This had been a gloriously dirty fantasy. That moment of elation lasted for about half a second before the bucket of cold water called shame splashed over me. It was the kind of regret I’d only ever experienced after getting off to hentai back in high school.
With a grimace, I got to my feet and cleaned up. What the hell had come over me? It was like some demon of lust had possessed my body and turned me into a frantic slut. Okay, it’d been so long since someone had dicked me out that I was a frantic slut, but goddamnit.
Perving on Gavin came with the territory, since he was mostly naked at least sixty percent of my workday, but eavesdropping on his sex and getting off to it? That was low. I told myself that as I cleaned up and put my pants back on. Only then did I leave the bathroom and strip off my button-down for a T-shirt. Fuck business casual for today. The morning was starting out rough.
Escaping the house before I could overhear anything else seemed safe, so I went to the market for my typical morning task. He’d eaten every crumb of food over the weekend, so it took a couple of hours to get everything. I also remembered, at the last minute, to buy things for myself. It was something I kept forgetting, much to Gavin’s irritation. He seemed frustrated that I didn’t view the mansion as my temporary home.
At the register, I was splitting my purchases between Gavin and myself.
“Hey, Noah.”
I looked over my shoulder. “Case. Hey!”
He flashed his quiet grin. “Early start?”
“Always.” I glanced down at his purchases. A couple of packs of muffins and a large bag of coffee. “Let me guess—for the morning shift?”
“You know it. We open shop at about five in the morning, and we were out of coffee. I need a time out. Coffee, food, and a book for at least twenty minutes.”
“A book?”
“Yeah. I like to read on my breaks. It helps me relax. Is that weird?”
“It’s not weird. It’s charming.” I shuffled some of the groceries along on the conveyer belt. “What do you like to read?”
“Different things. Sometimes science fiction, sometimes mysteries, and right now I’m into romance. It’s been a rough month. Happy endings are good for hard times.”
“Agreed. Man, I love that you read. That sounds ridiculous, but you have no idea how many people say shit like, “Oh, I only ready self-help books. I only read useful books,” if I tell them I read fiction. Makes me want to punch them in the dick.”
Case’s smile grew bigger, and I wondered why I couldn’t be breathlessly lusting for the adorable bookworm mechanic instead of the grouchy alpha football player who nailed women at seven in the morning. Maybe this was how Gavin usually got his workout in on Mondays. Maybe he’d spent his entire weekend with this woman. Maybe she was a girlfriend and not just a quick fuck. Why did that make me . . . unhappy?
“It’s your turn.”
“Huh?” I glanced back at the cashier and saw she was waiting for me to pay. “Oh! I’m so sorry.” Grimacing, I swiped Gavin’s card. “I’m paying separate for the rest.”
The cashier nodded. She looked half-asleep herself, but still rang the rest of my purchases up with the speed of someone who’d been working here for a while and knew exactly how to get customers out of her face. I respected that.
I gathered my belongings and waited for Case to finish so we could walk out to the parking lot together. On the way there, I admired his soft brown hair and green eyes. He was so damn handsome. Why oh why wasn’t my body reacting to him the way it did to Gavin? Maybe I did have a thing for men with a degree of power over me.
“So, I know I had to bail last time, but am I ever going to get that date?”
“Yes,” I said quickly. “I ended up moving in with my boss after all, so I’ll be around more.”