Melody Ashford hates waiting for anything-especiallysex. But after a disastrous affair and a one-nighter with Mr. Micropenis, Mel realizes she’s suffering from some bad bedroom juju. And no amount of hot, casual, or friends-with-benefits hookups is going to fix it. Instead, Mel’s decided to resist the demands of her ladyparts.
Saying no might have been no problem . . . except that her temporary roommate, Jared Myers, is all kinds of hot male sex on a stick. Now Mel is consumed by all manner of dirty thoughts, and remembering why she decided to “go slow” is getting harder and harder
βYou go shower, Iβll put everything away.β He unpacked the bags and began filling the fridge. I watched him move easily through my kitchen before turning on music and heading to the shower.
βLeave me some hot water!β I heard him yell through the closed door.
βCanβt guarantee that. You might have to hop in here with me.β I laughed.
Silence.
βJared?β
βYeah?β He replied softly.
βI was kidding.β
βI know. Tease.β
He laughed and I continued to shampoo the sweat out of my hair. Of course, whenever I smelled the floral scent, I thought of him and the first day he was in my apartment. Freshly cleaned from his own shower. Smelling of lavender. Naked and amazing.
The familiar tingle of want tingled between my thighs. With nothing better to do, I decided to take my orgasm into my own hands.
I had no idea I how long I was in there until I heard banging on the bathroom door, effectively pulling me away from the cliff I was so close to falling off.
βYou know,β Jared yelled, βten minutes is a shower. Any longer than that and youβre playing with yourself.β
Struck dumb by his words, I couldnβt think of a snappy retort. So I slipped on the bar of soap I dropped instead. And screamed as my elbow met the side of the tub with a loud thump.
βMel! You okay?β I could hear him fiddling with the door lock.
βI fell. It hurts.β Tears stung my eyes and I bit back a yelp.
βHold on.β
βNo, donβt come in! Iβm naked!β As I said it, he shouldered the door open and rushed to the tub, pulling the shower curtain open.
βYou okay?β
βFine. It just hurts.β I winced and tried to stand up. βWhat?β
βNothing. Just lookinβ atcha naked is all.β His wiggling eyebrows ticked me off.
βSeriously? Get out. I can do this by myself.β I attempted, again, to get out of the tub.
He leaned down and placed his hands under my arms and lifted me up and out before wrapping a towel around me and sitting me on the toilet seat.
βDonβt move.β
He walked out of the bathroom before returning with the frozen bag of peas. Kneeling down in front of me he said, βPut this on it.β
βThanks.β I mumbled.
βWhat was that?β He brought his hand to his ear.
βThanks.β
βWow. Youβre welcome.β
βDid you really see me naked?β I donβt know why it mattered but Iβd rather him not have seen me naked for the first time crumpled in a heap at the bottom of my bathtub.
βEh, didnβt see much. You were kind of curled into a ball. But I saw enough imagine.β He winked.
βSo you can close your eyes any time you want and imagine me naked?β
βYep.β He closed his eyes. βDoinβ it right now.β
I leaned in and brushed my lips on his. He tasted sweaty from the gym. It was delicious.
His eyes snapped open. βWhat was that for?β
I stood, handing him the bag of peas. βWhatever you were just imagining, itβs wrong. Iβm much hotter.β
With that, I walked to my bedroom, dropped the towel just inside the door and tossed it into the hallway.
βNot fair! Now Iβm going to have to take a long, cold shower.β
βYouβre a big boy,β I yelled through my door. βIβm sure you can handle yourself.β
βSuch a tease,β I heard him say under his breath.
βWhat was that?β
βNothing. Get dressed!β He yelled back.
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Christine Hughes isΒ a former middle school English teacher from New Jersey. Her first novelΒ Torn, a YA paranormal, was named a 2012 Hollywood Book Festival Finalist and a 2012 RONE Awards finalist and has been released by Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing, as has its sequel,Β Darkness Betrayed. Her stand-alone NAΒ romance,Β Three Days of Rain, was a finalist at the 2013 Paris Book Festival and also has a home with CHBB.Β