The Naked Cleaner by Sophia Soames

Author:Sophia Soames [Soames, Sophia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2020-02-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Pontus

The flat looks completely normal. The sunshine streaming through the windows, the branches on the trees outside casting dancing shadows over the floor, and across the sofa where the blankets are neatly folded over the armrest. The coffee table is clear and obviously wiped down. The kitchen looks... Clean.

And somehow it feels like I might have dreamt the whole thing. Apart from that my cheeks blush at the thoughts of last night. Or early this morning. Whatever time we’ve decided to go to bed, and then I said some seriously slutty shit and Louis kissed me and I humped the hell out of him and... oh fuck.

My head falls in my hands. I did not just do that. Yes, I did. I whine and hug myself.

I am naked. Like meeting this Louis dude has made me think that walking around in my own home, stark naked, is normal. For the record, it’s not, and I am not about to become some weird-ass nudist, just because Louis walks around with that dick of his hanging out, and it bounces around against his balls when he moves and his arse is…

I groan. Loudly.

It’s almost nine, I have overslept like some teenage loser, and I have so much work to do that my head hurts.

Instead I am aimlessly walking around the flat as the coffee machine hisses and drips in the background and I wonder when Louis left.

There is no note. No text message on my almost-dead phone. Nothing.

Not that I have his number saved, so I quickly google his stupid website and add his details to my contacts. Still no message. I am not going to send him one. We are not boyfriends. That... that whatever it was, that went on last night was not a hook-up. That was stupid and irresponsible and weird and I behaved like the emotionally stunted dickwad that I am, and…

I cringe again. Whine loudly in frustration.

We didn’t talk, just snogged the hell out of each other and he sucked those bruises into my collarbone, and I catch sight of myself in the hallway mirror, and fucking hell, I am all blotchy on my neck and what the hell has he done to…? Yes. There is a bite mark. On my shoulder.

Oh, fucking hell, Pontus. “Pontus, Pontus!” I say my own name out loud like I am scolding myself for my own stupidity. Because there is no hiding from the goddamn plain truth.

I pretty much jumped him. He kissed me and I humped him into oblivion, as I sucked on his lips and made all those slutty sounds and he pretty much humped me back and then his hand closed around my cock and I kind of grabbed him and then our hands tangled, and at one point I was kind of fucking into his grip and then his cock was there too and he was kissing me and I was kissing him back and sucking on his tongue, and he has the most amazing body and his chest is all hard and his lips are soft and I screamed.

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