Page 118 of Losers, Part I
I laughed, the sound rough with the effort to get it out at all. “I think it’s creepier that you dumped her on our property personally. And I think you should mind your goddamn business.”
“You think y’all have a chance with her? Seriously?” He shook his head as he stepped back, whipping his sweat towel at the side of the bench. “She’s fucking you because she’s bored. And whenshe’s done, she’ll find arealman to take care of her.”
Fuck him and his fucking bullshit bait. This was why Alex was such a bane to Lucas, because Lucas couldn’t control his temper over jabs like that. But I was in the zone. I was zen. Nodding and grinning at him, I tapped my earphones and shut him out again. He could run his mouth all he wanted, but there wasn’t a damn thing he could say that I hadn’t heard before.
Instead of making me angry, it made me excited. How goddamn original to try to attack the fact that I could take dick as well as I could give it. Alex’s preoccupation with my sexuality said far more about him than it did about me — but hell, if he was so curious, I was willing to assuage his “fears” that Jess wasn’t getting taken care of right.
About forty-five minutes later, she and I headed toward the showers at the same time. A sheen of sweat was on her forehead, her muscles shivering slightly as we walked side by side.
“You have an intense routine,” I said, and she smiled at the admiration in my voice.
“I like pushing myself,” she said. “If I’m not shaking by the end, then it wasn’t hard enough.” She glanced over at me quickly, her smile slightly mischievous.
My cock swelled, which was a fucking problem when I was about to undress in a public shower. “Careful, Jess. I can’t exactly hide a boner right now.”
“What did I do?” she said innocently, pausing outside the women’s shower room as she batted her eyes at me. Okay, she was blatantly asking for it now. I stepped closer to her, crowding her, pressing her back against the wall. Her eyes were bright, the scent of her sweat downright intoxicating. I wanted to take her like that, taste the salt on her skin…
“If you’re going to try to turn me on, then you’d better be prepared to do something about it,” I said. She tensed with anticipation, holding her breath for a moment…but I steppedaway and headed into the showers.
Just in time to see Alex getting into one of the stalls.
I waited until he’d flicked the lock to “occupied” before I stripped down. My dick was at half-mast and the moment I allowed myself to think of Jess showering on the other side of this wall, I was rigidly hard.
There was a soft sound as I shoved my things into a locker for safekeeping during my shower. I glanced toward the door and stilled when I realized it was Jess who had come in. She no longer had her bag, and she looked around curiously before her eyes fell on me, standing there entirely naked and erect.
She grinned. “Wow. You weren’t kidding about being turned on.” Suddenly realizing we weren’t alone, her eyes darted toward the one occupied shower stall, and she mouthed,Who’s in there?
Alex, I mouthed back in silence. She wandered further into the locker room, taking her time as she made her way over to me.
“What are you doing?” I whispered.
She stopped in front of me and reached out, tracing her fingers slowly across the tattoos on my chest.
“You said I should be prepared to do something about turning you on,” she said, the fake innocence in her voice driving me wild. “So here I am. Prepared to do something about it.”
Oh, hell fucking yes. I looked around, spotting a wet floor sign leaning against the wall nearby.
“Put that outside the door and close it,” I said. She complied, moving quickly to put the sign right outside the locker room. It wouldn’t buy us much time, but I could work fast.
I only needed a few minutes.
When she returned, I was wedging a rubber doorstop I’d found under Alex’s door. I didn’t know how long it would keep him in there, but I figured it would buy us enough time before he broke out by sheer brute force.
Jess gasped when I grabbed her, slamming her up against theshower door and kissing her. Her lips parted, her hands grasping me as her tongue slipped eagerly into my mouth. I gripped her throat in one hand and slid the other between her legs, growling when she whimpered with pleasure. The shower was still running inside the stall, but when I turned Jess roughly and pressed her hard against the door again, I knew it was only a matter of time.
I ripped down her leggings and panties, the tight spandex keeping her legs squeezed together. Holding her against the door by the nap of her neck, I used my free hand to grasp her hip, but she was already arching her back for me. I nudged my cock against her entrance, groaning softly when I found her wet.
“Fuck, have you been thinking about this the whole time?” I said, bearing down against her, thrusting slowly against her slick folds. I readjusted, tugged her hips back a little more, and pressed inside her. Her groan was loud, and I immediately moved my hand from grasping her neck to covering her mouth.
“I love how you take it for me,” I moaned, fucking her with hard, punishing thrusts. Her sounds were muffled against my hand, but certainly not silent.
The shower suddenly turned off. “Hey, it’s occupied in here!”
Jess’s eyes widened, but I didn’t stop. The sound of my hips slapping against her ass as I pounded her was definitely loud enough for Alex to hear it. He threw back the deadbolt, and the door jolted slightly as he tried to open it — but the doorstop did its job.
“What the fuck!” His fist pounded against the door, and I switched up my pace, filling her with long, slow strokes. Her eyes fluttered closed, her pussy clinging to me like she was trying to keep me inside.
“That feel good, princess?” I murmured, and she groaned in response, nodding her head as I kept her mouth covered. I released my hold on her hip, wrapping my arm around her torub her clit instead. She arched back against me, eager for those deeper strokes, her thighs clenching around my hand.