Page 33 of Xane

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

–ZORA –

The sound of the shower pulls me from my sleep.Grayer has been gone for...my eyes hit the alarm clock and I realize it’s been hours.After I took a shower, I crawled into bed and fell asleep.I rub my eyes and slide out of bed.Light streams from the slightly open door of the bathroom and I inch closer.

Today felt like a personal victory.When I wanted to confront Ramiro, I wasn’t completely sure I could go through with it.Facing that fucker meant reliving what he did, even if some parts are still a gaping hole in my memory.Having Grayer there made me feel invincible.

My breath gets stuck in my lungs as I glance inside the bathroom.Steam is wafting up from the hot water, surrounding his naked body.His head is thrown back and he braces himself with one hand against the tiles.The fingers of his other hand are wrapped tightly around his penis as he jerks back and forth.

Grayer is a sight to behold with his taut muscles, tattoos, and the groans tumbling from his lips.He feels so familiar and yet his body has changed a lot over the years.We were one another’s first, but the way his penis is littered with piercings?Everything will be a new experience from here on out.

Hell, I don’t know if I’m ready for any of it, and yet simply seeing him naked makes me crave to be with him.Some of the stuff Ramiro did to me is a gaping hole in my memory.In my nightmares I sometimes get flashes of Ramiro assaulting me, but some things might just be my own mind terrorizing me.Though, nothing is tainting my vision now.

He groans my name on a mere whisper, and it makes my heart skip.Me.He’s thinking about me while he’s pleasuring himself.This realization makes me crave him.To reach out and touch...to feel his hard length in my hand while we kiss.

I step forward and bump against the door, making it squeak.Grayer’s eyes flash open and glance my way.His hand disappears from his penis and I’m instantly disappointed.My gaze is still locked on his groin and his erection is still pointing up with all the piercings on show as he faces me.

Neither of us are embarrassed as we stare at one another.Grayer clearly isn’t ashamed of his sexuality or his needs, and to be honest?I respect him so damn much for taking matters in his own hands instead of seeking out other women.I know he said he wouldn’t...but still.This is my reasoning for the lack of embarrassment, and if I’m honest with myself?I think it’s sexy as hell.

I lick my bottom lip and whisper, “Keep going.”

His gaze lingers on my mouth as he fists his length again and slowly starts to stroke himself.I’m completely mesmerized and take a step closer.My breathing intensifies as if Grayer’s pleasure is my own.I can only stare and watch how his hand speeds up.

“Zora,” Grayer groans.“I need your eyes, darlin’.Give ’em to me.”

My teeth sink into my lip as I take another step closer, still staring at the way he strokes himself while flicking the thick ring that goes straight through the slit of his penis.I barely manage to pull my gaze away for a heartbeat or two to let our gaze collide.The intense fire of desire staring at me is cocooning me with warmth and longing.

I feel treasured and adored when he says my name with so much emotion.I instantly look down to watch him come.Thick lines of cum rip from him and splash down on the tiled floor.I swallow at the dryness in my throat and drag my gaze up.

Grayer reaches for a towel and is still giving me a heated look.The kind of heat I can feel between my legs.This very thought gives me hope for our future.One where intimacy doesn’t hold the distance we had between us just now.All while it felt like we were closer than we’ve been in over a decade.

Taking a deep breath, I gather all my nerves and walk right up to him.I place my hand against his cheek and rise on my tiptoes to kiss him.He groans into my mouth and I quickly end the kiss and walk out of the bathroom.

A smile is on my face and I grasp the front of my shirt, right above my racing heart.My panties are clinging to my center and my breasts feel heavy.All of it shows my mind and body aren’t broken.Ramiro’s intention to break me into his submissive slave failed.Grayer saved me in more than one way.

“Are you hungry?”Grayer questions from behind me.

I turn to face him and notice the gray sweatpants hanging low on his hips.The sight of the bulge in his pants, knowing...having seen him with my own eyes...has made me hungry in a completely different way.Yet, I’m not ready to take the next step.

“A bit,” I murmur and firm my voice.“I’m going to take a shower.”

Even if I had one before I fell asleep, I feel all hot and my panties are clinging to my center.

“I’ll grab us a snack.”Grayer walks out of the room and I rush into the bathroom.

I take the quickest shower in history and am back in bed when Grayer comes back into the room.He’s carrying a tray with slices of pineapple, cashew nuts, tuna on grain crackers, and cucumber slices.A smile tugs my lips when I reach for the fresh pineapple.

“I knew you’d go for the pineapple first.”Gryer shoots me a grin.

My mouth is filled with juicy sweetness and I’m unable to tell him, “Just like you’ll go for the tuna on grain cracker,” when he reaches for one and shoves it in his mouth.

Grayer takes the remote and turns on the TV.After flipping through a few channels, he settles for a true-crime show.We munch on the snacks while watching in comfortable silence.This right here is friendship.The kind we had growing up, without any influences from the outside.Another mental acknowledgement Grayer has always been the one for me.