Breaking Defenses by JB Salsbury

Author:JB Salsbury [Salsbury, JB]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Rowan

“Where did your roommates go?” I ask as I step out into the hallway with my hands clasped tightly to the elastic of Carey’s boxer shorts so that I don’t lose them on the walk back to the hot tub.

There’s something intimate about wearing his clothes, knowing my bare ass and lady parts are touching the same fabric that his bare ass and man parts have touched is surprisingly…erotic.

I may not be a virgin, not technically, but in comparison to Carey and what I imagine his sexual experience to be, I feel like I am.

“Why do you ask?” There’s an edge in his voice.

“I’d hate for them to see me walking out of your bedroom in your clothes and get the wrong idea.”

He halts abruptly and stares down at me.

While I was changing, Carey slipped on an orange pair of board shorts. I literally stumbled when I came out of the bathroom and saw him shirtless and waiting. He laughed as though he knew exactly what threw me off balance, and I appreciate that he didn’t tease me too much about it. Clearly the man is accustomed to girls making complete fools out of themselves in his presence.

“And what idea would that be?”

“I think you know.”

“Tell me.”

“I don’t know.” I throw out my hands in exasperation and the boxers fall around my ankles. I shriek, bend over, and shimmy them back up. “That we’re having sex,” I hiss.

His lips are twitching like he’s trying really hard not to laugh.

“You think that’s funny, huh?”

He throws his head back and laughs hard, the sound a deep rumble that settles between my legs. Just fantastic. “Would that be the worst thing? For them to think we’re banging?”

I recoil. “You don’t have to say it like that.”

“Fucking?”

I cringe again.

“Hmm.” He chews his lip, thinking. “Making love?”

My eyebrows pinch together. “I don’t like that either.”

“What name shall we give our fictitious sexual affair?” We move our conversation outside and to the hot tub, my death grip still firm on my waist. “The shirt is long enough, you don’t even need the boxers. I won’t see anything.”

“Yes, well…” I hold the elastic in an iron grip. “I think I’ll keep them on anyway.”

I step in the warm water and sink onto the seat while Carey flips a switch that makes the jets bubble. One of them is aimed right at my lower back and the sensation of heat and pressure is divine.

I drop my head back to the deck with a long groan.

“No orgasms in the pool. House rule.”

My head whips up just as Carey settles in next to me. So close his thigh brushes against mine. When my leg jerks he smiles apologetically. “The jets over here are better.”

I’m a twenty-one-year-old woman, I can certainly sit next to a man in a hot tub without things getting awkward.

“How about…assault with a friendly weapon?”

“Excuse me?”

“Woman. The name for our fictitious sexual affair. Keep up.” He slouches and drops his head back, opening up the thick column of his neck.

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