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“Night, Dad.” Excitement raced through me, but I didn’t hurry to my room.
Those moments of listening at the bathroom door when we’d been teens assured me Preston couldn’t take a quick shower. And also knowing his penchant for being clean made me confident he would be thorough in the bathroom before coming to my room.
I would give Preston an hour, and if he wasn’t at my door by then, I would go to him, Jacqueline be damned. Now that I’d had a taste, I wasn’t about to cower like he might do in his mind.
Since I didn’t have his number, I couldn’t text. I thought about calling Dad and asking for Preston’s cell with the excuse to make sure he was okay, but I wasn’t about to stir up any concern on Jacqueline’s part. Best to leave things as we had.
With the stench of wine I’d smelled on Dad’s wife and the haggard lines that had broken through the mask of makeup she always slathered on, I expected she would lay down and not get up until morning.
And Dad wouldn’t leave her side. His wishes for a good night’s rest doubly assured me of that fact.
Freedom from possibly being found out lay ahead of me, and I planned on taking advantage of that shit all damned night long.
At least, as long as Preston allowed or stayed awake.
I’m a selfish prick.
Lips in a thin line, I stripped, telling myself I would not keep my sweet nerd up until morning no matter how much I wanted to. Big spooning the hell out of him while he slept would suffice.
After I had him naked and writhing beneath me at least once.
I climbed into the shower, propping the bathroom door open with the trash can so I would hear his knock. If he got there before I finished, he could join me.
My semi swelled fully at the idea of a soapy, needy Preston rubbing all over my front, but I ignored my hard length to finish up. The hot steam and steadily pelting water eased sore muscles from those four hours of sitting and lying on the elevator’s hard floor.
I had twice the padding on my body as Preston, so I expected he might not be physically feeling the greatest either. Perhaps a nice massage after I left him boneless and sated on my bed was in order.
“Fuck yeah.” I tipped my head back into the spray, rinsing shampoo from my hair. The thought of finally having the chance to touch every inch of him, kiss and suck on his freckled skin, made my dick throb.
Thank fuck I had years of practice denying myself a quick release, or I’d be in danger of blowing my load prematurely. I’d learned how to please clients, so I didn’t doubt my ability to fulfill Preston’s fantasies.
What we had time for, anyway.
I lingered a few extra minutes in the shower, considering the weekend ahead. It was after midnight, so Saturday had officially arrived.
Valentine’s Day.
The holiday for lovers and a little cliche, but it was the perfect moment of the year to make Preston mine.
I rubbed a hand over my balls, tugging gently to get them to relax.
Jacqueline had booked our rooms through Monday, so hopefully, events and plans ran in our favor, and it wouldn’t be a one-night thing while we were in New York.
A knock sounded, sending a bolt of adrenaline and lust through my blood.
“Hang on!” I hollered, hopping out of the shower and grabbing a towel just in case the visitor wasn’t my kryptonite.
A quick look in the peephole revealed a flushed Preston glancing up and down the hallway.
I ripped the door open and yanked him inside. It slammed shut behind him, and I tossed my towel aside.
“I—this is so wro—,” His voice cut out as his gaze dropped to my dick straining toward my belly button.
“There’s not one goddamn thing wrong about us, baby,” I assured him, pulling him into my arms.
Our mouths came together with a crash, and I sucked whatever argument he might think off his full lips. The little noises he emitted just from my tongue in his mouth made me more desperate than I’d ever been for him.
I stepped back only to rip his shirt overhead.
