The Hookup by Kristen Ashley

Author:Kristen Ashley [Ashley, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Tags: The Hookup
Publisher: Kristen Ashley
Published: 2017-12-19T08:00:00+00:00

I was brushing my teeth in the basin Johnny didn’t use in his bathroom, wearing his tee, no panties (I tried to put them on but Johnny was too close and he ripped them from my fingers, threw them in the middle of the bed and shook his head at me, saying, “Babe, would you get with the program? Your man likes easy access,” after which he’d sauntered off in nothing but a towel and disappeared in the bathroom).

We’d obviously had our shower.

After, and after I’d pulled his tee back on, when I’d joined him back in the bathroom and rooted through the bag I’d brought to get my toothbrush, I found out what “easy access” meant.

This did not mean he did me braced against the basin.

What it did mean was offering me another nuance of how Johnny could be appreciative.

This being me brushing my teeth, Johnny coming up behind me, lifting my T-shirt (so I stopped brushing my teeth because I froze) and then running his hands across my behind while he watched his hands move and I watched him moving his hands in the mirror.

If I worshipped his cock, he was right then worshipping my behind.

It was sexy as all get out.

It was also somehow piercingly sweet.

When he was done, he slid his hands flat from my hips across my belly with the shirt still up, wrapping his arms around me so he could kiss my neck. He tipped his head back and looked into my eyes in the mirror.

“Sweetest piece of ass ever and not just because she likes it fucked,” he muttered. He kissed my neck again, gave me a squeeze and then said, “I’ll bring you some coffee.”

He walked out still in his towel, Ranger following him.

It took me a while to get myself together to start brushing my teeth again but then it happened.

I saw it.

Or I didn’t see it.

And I stopped brushing.

The pretty jar of bath salts was gone.

I heard a phone ring, and since Johnny and I had the same ring, it could be either of ours, so I spit, rinsed and was wiping my hands to dry them when Johnny strolled in wearing just his towel, phone to his ear, cup of coffee in his hand, dog at his heels.

He came to me, put the coffee down by my sink, leaned a hip against the counter and said into the phone, “Not sure, I’ll have to ask.”

By the way, he did all this, from the second he entered the bathroom, looking at me.

“All I can do is ask, Margot,” he continued.

Oh boy.

Margot was in the mix.

Johnny kept going.

“Yeah. It’s fine.” Pause then, “Yeah, like I said, it’s fine.” His lips hitched at me. “It’s good.” Another pause then through a chuckle, “You wanna ask her? She’s standing right here in my bathroom wearing nothing but my tee.”

I instantly grew horrified.

“Johnny!” I snapped, slapping his chest.

He captured my hand and held it flat against his chest.

“Yeah, it’s that fine,” he stated. “And

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