Stephan growled and I swear the butterflies in my stomach did summersaults and my core throbbed.
“Go now. I can only refrain from touching you again for so long. Thinking of your outfit last night and all the attention you got is tempting me to keep you in this bed with me, and showing you what happens when you wear clothes like that.”
I scrambled off him clutching his shirt. I saw my clothes sprawled across the floor, and gathering them up I ran in the direction of the bathroom. I shut the door and locked it, leaning against it and calming my raging emotions. Stephan was dangerous to me. He made me feel things I’d never felt for anyone else. I needed to get dressed and get as far away from him as I could.
*****
Stephan
I got out of bed and shoved on my pants. I went to my wardrobe and grabbed some clean clothes, and then left my room going to my brother’s so I could use his shower. Punching in his code I didn’t bother knocking. I walked in through his playroom and into his bedroom passing him and some chick asleep on the bed and went straight to his bathroom.
I turned only the cold tap on and got under the spray. Bloody Jade would be the death of me. My whole body ached with a need so strong I didn’t think it would ever go away. Wrapping my hand around my cock I pumped it and closed my eyes bring the vision of Jade naked above me. I moaned when the tension built and I clenched it tighter, thrusting my cock in and out as I remembered the feel of her naked body against mine, the taste of her lips and the feel of her pussy hovering over my dick. I came biting my lips to keep me yelling Jade’s name. Opening my eyes I groaned as my cock was still hard. Fuck, I was in hell.
Scrubbing my body, I tried not to think of Jade in my shower as I knew I didn’t have time to jackoff again. Dunking my head under the ice cold water, I let it rinse me off. I turned the water off. I’d had a quick shower, I knew Jade would either take her time or rush so she could leave me as soon as she was ready.
Drying off, I chucked on my clothes, opened the bathroom door and left.
Derick was sitting up in bed. “Is there something wrong with your shower?”
“Nope. Jade is in it. I needed to get ready before she does and runs.”
Derick shook his head. “Good luck.”
“Thanks, bro. I’m going to need it.”
I walked back to my room and smiled to see the bathroom door closed and the shower running. I looked down to see the money and her phone on the floor. I picked them up. The mobile was ancient with no camera and the money was ten dollars. Jade needed a new phone. I’d get her one like my dad had for my mum with the top of the line-tracking device. I frowned, my mother forgot her phone all the time. Dad had given her a special necklace, she never took it off. I’d do the same for Jade. Then I would have insurance in case she forgot the phone.
Jade would never accept a new phone from me, especially if the one she had was working. Hearing the shower still going, I dropped the phone and stood on it, smiling, when I heard it crack. Picking up the broken phone, I smiled. Placing the money and phone in my pocket I went to my bedside drawers and I got out my own phone and wallet.
I heard the shower turn off. I went and got socks and shoes, coming out in time to see Jade walking out of the bathroom. She wore my shirt tied in a knot with the tight skirt below it. She gazed at me and I watched as her guard slammed back in place. I braced myself for what she would say.
“I need to go. This was all a big drunken mistake. I’m just happy we didn’t have sex. Um…thanks for looking after me though. I’ve got to go now. If you could just point me in the direction to exit I’ll be on my way.”
Clenching my fists, I took a deep breath to calm myself. I knew she was going to close up again. I pulled her phone out of my pocket. “I’ll give you a ride home. You can get changed and I’ll take you to the shops. I’m sorry but I stepped on your phone. Let me buy you a new one to make up for this one.”
Her eyes widened and she came to me looking down at her smashed phone. “Great, just my luck.” She looked up at me and guilt assaulted me as I saw tears glisten in her eyes. “You don’t have to buy me a new phone. It’s my fault for leaving it somewhere you could break it.”
Shit. “Ah, you didn’t leave it somewhere it could get stomped on. It was on the bedside table and I accidently knocked it off and when I got up I stepped on it. It was my fault. So you have to let me replace it.”
She groaned and I could see the war going on. “I don’t know.”
I grabbed her hand and walked her toward the door. “Come on. I can afford to replace your phone. It won’t even put a dent in my bank account.”