Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

Simon

W ell, that just happened. And I wish I could regret it, but I’m wrung out and boneless after the best orgasm I’ve ever had. And hands-free at that. I’ve never come like that, but it was all too much.

His cock hit my prostate just right, pummeling it over and over. And the fact that it was Hunter—Hunter, who was inside me. Who kissed me like—like he loved me—and yes, I know that’s not the case. We barely know each other, but it also doesn’t take away from how he kissed me.

“Let’s shower,” he says softly in my ear, and I barely manage a nod before climbing off him and letting him lead me to one of the massive bedrooms in this place. Thankfully, the power is still on, and it’s nice and warm in here. He turns on two of the showerheads in the large marble shower, and we climb inside.

I let him wash me, and then I wash him, marveling at the feeling of his strong muscles under my hands. When he leans in to kiss me, I not only let him, I kiss him back with intense need. It’s not long before we’re both hard again, and he wraps his big hand around us, stroking us until we’re both crying out in pleasure .

We clean up again, and then he leads me into a bedroom with a large king-size bed. “Your room?”

He nods and pulls me toward the bed. I don’t argue when he peels back the covers and wraps his big arms around me when I climb in beside him. “My brother isn’t going to like this.”

“We don’t have to tell him,” he says, and I hear a hopeful tinge to his voice.

“Do you want to keep doing this?” I ask, glad I’m looking away from him and that the room is dark.

“I’d do this forever,” he whispers in my ear and makes me shudder with need.

“You actually like me.” It’s not a question, even though I’m shocked by it. I can feel it now. As I look back on all the memories with him. The way he’d be snarky if I talked about going out on a date. The way he’d tease me and ask about my boyfriends. He was jealous.

He wanted more with me.

“I do.” He nuzzles my neck. “I really do. When we get out of this, I’d love to take you out on a real date.”

I smile at that and snuggle back into him. “Then we have to tell my brother.”

I can feel him nod against me, but he’s tense. “Okay.”

I can’t believe we’re here right now. That we’re talking about dating and telling my brother. It’s insane, but it also feels so right that I don’t want to fight it. I’ve always overthought everything. It’s what I do. I love science. Logic makes me feel safe, and this is the most illogical thing I’ve ever done.

And yet... it’s the safest I’ve ever felt.

Even when I hear a large crack outside and the entire house goes silent and dark.

“Shit,” Hunter curses and hugs me closer. “Probably should have grabbed a flashlight before our shower.”

I turn around in his arms, but keep my body close to his. “It’s okay. This is nice. ”

He chuckles and leaves a kiss on my nose. “It is, but it’s going to get really fucking cold if I don’t start a fire.” He kisses my nose again, like he can’t help himself, and I feel warm and happy all over from the contact. “I’ll be right back. I think I know where one is.”

“Well, don’t trip and die,” I say totally unhelpfully, but after two orgasms in less than an hour, I’m worn out and sleepy.

He just chuckles and kisses my lips before pulling away from me and climbing out of the bed. I miss him immediately. Uh ... that’s new too.

I’m not a clingy person, but I want him back here in bed and in my arms.

It doesn’t take him long at all, though, before he’s shining a flashlight into the room, illuminating his naked form as he goes to his dresser and pulls out a pair of sweats. I pout as I watch him pull them on. “I was enjoying naked time.”

He laughs, and it makes him even more handsome. “I’m not keeping my dick out around fire, but I’ll take them off before I climb back into bed.”

I smile at that, my cheeks heating at my own neediness. “Fine.”

He laughs and then quickly starts a fire in the fireplace, and then true to his word, he strips out of his sweats and is back in bed. “Better?”

“So much better,” I say as I snuggle into his arms again and let his warmth cover me before my eyes close.

Screw logic, this makes sense in its own way.