Buried Alive by Stacey Marie Brown

Author:Stacey Marie Brown [Brown, Stacey Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-12T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Rhys

Savory aromas of sauce and spices warmed my nose, my stomach rumbling as I stirred the pot.

“It smells so good. I’m starving.” Hannah came up behind me taking a deep breath, lightly touching my back. Jesus. This girl gave me an instant hard-on. I looked over my shoulder and gripped the counter. She was dressed in a pair of my drawstring sweats and a T-shirt while our damp clothes were in the dryer. The outfit practically drowned her, but I still thought she looked unbelievable and loved the idea of her wearing my stuff. “Is it ready?”

“No.” I snapped back forward, my spoon stabbing at the bottom of the pot, trying to stop the impulse to rip those clothes right off her. It was tough enough when I knew she was taking a shower, my mind filtering to images of her naked body instead of cooking the meat for the sauce.

“How about now?”

“Not yet.”

“Uhhh... what about now?”

I laughed, putting a top over the pot. By the time we got back to my cabin, we were both so hungry I nixed the soup idea because it took too long, and I started spaghetti Bolognese instead. It wasn’t gourmet or anything, but I had perfected it over time. I made it a lot growing up, especially before competitions when I burned far more calories than I could consume.

“Why don’t you get something to drink? Relax. Watch the pasta while I take a quick shower. Or…you can join me.”

Her eyebrow cocked up.

“Right.” I slipped past her. “Just make sure it doesn’t boil over or burn. Got it?”

She gave me a derisive snort. “I think I can handle it. You’re not the only one who can cook.”

“Really? Guess you’ll have to cook dinner for me next time.” I winked at her and loped up the stairs to my bathroom.

My shower was a little longer than I planned. I couldn’t get her out of my head. Thoughts of her stepping into the shower with me, water trailing down her breasts, her mouth on me… I was so hard it was painful. My erection had all but frozen that way after hours of being with her.

Women in general turned me on, but I had never been this permanently affected by a girl without her even touching me. I found myself saying things to her I had never told anyone else. Besides being gorgeous, she was really easy to be with and funny…but it was more than this. There was something about her, I couldn’t figure it out. She was different, and I had no clue why.

My hand rubbed frantically as her imaginary groans rolled through my head, her voice calling my name. I hissed through my groan. Release came in pulses, flattening me against the tile. The water rained down on me as I caught my breath.

“Uh? Rhys?” Hannah’s voice sounded through the door, a tap on the door.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

“Yeah?” How long was she there? Did she hear me?

“The pasta is done. It’s getting past al dente and bordering on spongy.

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