Keeper by Amy Daws

Author:Amy Daws [Daws, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A British Sports Romance Novel, Book 3
Publisher: Stars Hollow Publishing
Published: 2017-09-06T16:00:00+00:00

It’s dark by the time I get home from Camden’s. I enter our flat and all is quiet except for some strange noise coming from the loo. Frowning, I walk over and lean closer to the door where I hear shower water running.

Just when I decide that’s all the noise was, a soft moan resonates through the door. Then the humming begins again. Actually, it’s more of a buzzing. I press my ear against the door, stunned when I hear the sound of what must be a vibrator because Poppy’s hoarse groans echoing inside the loo can’t be for no reason.

She moans again.

I clutch the doorframe with my hands and drop my chin to my chest. My dick instantly rises inside my jeans as I picture the scene happening in my shower. This is wrong, Booker. This is so wrong.

But fuck me, all I want to do is go in there and help her finish the job. Activate another slip by pressing myself inside of her and fucking her against the shower wall as her soapy breasts slide up and down my chest.

My thoughts are maddening.

I inhale sharply and turn away from the door, storming straight for the balcony. Cool air hits my face as I slide the glass door closed and breathe in the London night air. It would be melodramatic to scream out of sexual frustration, right?

Fuck me! Why do I keep wanting to fuck my best friend? This is bloody torture!

What man could resist someone like her pleasuring herself in the shower? Christ, this is painful.

My mind begins engaging my hormones. Why can’t you fuck your best friend? Because she wouldn’t be my best friend anymore. Who cares? She’d be more. She’d be more until she wasn’t. Until it ended and then she’d want nothing to do with me. Why does it have to end? Because I’m not right for her. Poppy deserves love. True love. Like what Hayden and Vi have. I can’t give that to her. I can barely give that to my family. So what do you want? I want her to stay. I want her to be my best friend. I want to trust that she won’t leave again.

A noise snaps me out of my inner warzone. I hear something that sounds like her pocket door closing, so I steel myself to reenter the flat.

Curious, I stride down toward the bathroom door and look inside to see if the coast is clear. Steam billows out of the white, glossy loo. I step in and close the door, hoping that maybe taking a leak will help stave off my erection. When I lift the seat and pull myself out of my pants, I freeze, semi-hard cock in hand as my eyes catch sight of something shiny and silver on the bathroom counter.

Her fucking vibrator.

And now it’s time for a cold bloody shower.

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