He took off the condom and left the bed on wobbly legs to throw it out. He found his way to the bathroom and cleaned up. Her scent was all over him. The bathroom door opened.
“Sorry. I think I should shower.”
He tracked her movements as she started the water and adjusted the temperature.
“Uh. I gotta pee, too.”
The bathroom wasn’t built for two, unlike his, so he left. He shouldn’t be thinking about Chloe in his bathroom. This was supposed to be it, right? Fuck the tension away. Except he was pretty sure once wasn’t going to be enough. He went to the kitchen and helped himself to a bottle of beer. He considered joining her in the shower, but the thought of trying to squeeze in the small space put a damper on that. Next time, they’d try his house. His shower had ample space.
Next time? They hadn’t discussed a possible next time. This was supposed to burn this out of their systems. His dick disagreed with the idea of one and done. He guzzled his beer and filled a glass with water to take back to the bedroom. If Chloe only planned to give him tonight, he was going to make the best of it.
She was finished in the bathroom and they met in the hall.
“You’re staying the night, right?”
“Unless you tell me to leave.”
“Hell, no.” She stepped closer and took the glass of water from him. After a quick sip, she said, “I want to go again.”
The quiet words had his dick perking up again. “Did you have more things on your list that I haven’t done?”
“Well, I did say I wanted to come so hard I wouldn’t be able to stand. That I’d be useless.” She swept an arm down the front of her glorious, naked body. “I’m still standing.”
“It’s like that, huh?”
She smiled in challenge.
She wanted to be useless? He’d scramble her brain for a week.