“Wait. That doesn’t work—”
Soaked when the sprayer lost its complete mind and covered my shirt. I fought with it, screaming while Niko took the initiative and turned the thing off. If I was wet before I was submerged now, my pink nipples basically on display, and Sinclair’s eyes widening, he took my fleece and covered me.
“Okay. We need to go now,” he said, and at this point, Niko was completely howling. He’d fought it before with stiff cheeks but burst through with the nozzle in his hand.
“Don’t make her go, bro,” he chuckled, basically crying in laughter. He slapped his leg before returning the sprayer to the sink. “We’re, uh, working on getting that fixed. And your girl is completely soaked, and it’s cold outside. I’ll get her something to wear before you guys go back.”
“Please.”
Niko waved at him, and when I moved, Sinclair grabbed at me. “You’re staying.”
“Uh, no way am I getting dressed in this kitchen.” I snatched the fleece, using it to cover myself before jerking my chin at Niko. “I’m assuming you have a bathroom.”
“A few.” He smirked again before dashing his well-trimmed eyebrows over at Sinclair. “You going to be good by yourself or do you need to help her dress too?”
The jab had pissed me off but shot so much color into Sinclair’s cheeks his nostrils actually flared. Growling, he stared. “No, she doesn’t need me.”
And since I didn’t, I pulled his coat from between my legs and handed it to him. He looked like he wanted to do anything but stand there, but with what Niko said, I think we both were trying to prove a point here. I told him I’d be okay before following Niko through his Never Never Land and scaling up the stairs to the second level. There was less foot traffic up here, a guy or girl or two making out on the stairwell, but Niko stalked passed them like it wasn’t an issue. It clearly wasn’t for him and heading down the hall, he stopped in front of the first door.
“Just let me get a shirt out of my room real quick,” he started, widened the door, but the moment he had, my eyes twitched wide. There were three people already there on his bed, but the thing was, I couldn’t see where any of them started or began.
Grunting, a guy fucked a girl on her knees while he himself got impaled from behind by another guy. That guy had the other by his hair and not only had none of them stopped upon Niko opening the door, they grinned at him. The one fucking the guy jerked his chin at him, and shaking his head, Niko closed the door.
“Suppose that room’s taken then,” he said, unfazed by the orgy happening on his bed. Either that was very commonplace or he was already well aware of it. I supposed he had answered the door with his shirt open, and I idly wondered if he’d been a part of the orgy before coming downstairs.
None of that any of my business, I strode on as the demigod let go of his bedroom door and eased long strides down the hall. Every casual step displayed his ripped back muscles through his dress shirt and when he caught me looking, he winked at me.
“See something you like?” he teased, stopping in front of a door with his hand on the doorknob. “I mean, if your boyfriend doesn’t mind….”
“In your dreams.” My arms hugging tight across my chest, I got another one of his throaty chuckles as his head dropped back, and he let so much smoke into the hallway I thought the room he’d opened was on fire. As it turned out, the elegant array of scent was distinctly weed, and I nearly choked on it as he waved me in.
“We’ll borrow one of Jay’s shirts,” he said, leaving me at the door, and though I did follow him, I lost him in the cloud. I assumed he went for a closet or something.
The room was thick with cannabis, and hugging my body more, I waited for Niko inside only to find others already in the room. I supposed the smoke had to come from somewhere, two people on the couch rubbing on each other. They passed a joint between them, the source of the apparent smoke. The guy also had his shirt open while the girl rubbed on his chest, their high obviously making them very friendly.
When they weren’t smoking they were breathing kisses on each other’s throats, and I peered away, waiting for Niko while dulcet sounds of hip hop beats thumped gently into the room. No lyrics at all, the music weaved through the room like easy jazz, and I took in the display, this room extravagant just like every other one in the house so far.
Niko’s room had been pretty nice, but this one was about twice the size, a king bed with silk sheets and a fireplace over in the corner by the “friendly” couple. They barely looked at me as they rolled smoke through the room, and I was about to backtrack and wait for Niko outside when my arm was grabbed.
“About time,” rolled a deep voice. The owner tugged me, and I was in his hands, the fleece instantly dropping from my fingers.
Half naked, this guy’s bronzed frame glistened from his lounge pants up, the guy blond and husky in physique. He wore a chrome ring, a chunky one right below one of his thick knuckles. He was also all broad shoulders but narrow at the waist and tall to the point where his hands at my shoulders had me staring straight at his chest. His smile coy, he had a square-cut jaw with just a bit of blond stubble, his eyes blue and his blond hair trimmed short on the sides. In fact, one side was actually shorter than the other, like at one point he’d buzzed one of the sides and was growing it out. Now, the longer side sat just above his ear, the majority of his length curling over his eyes and rubbing my shoulders, he wet his lips at me. “Now, let me get a look at you.”
And look he did, my nipples incredibly hard and piercing through my drenched top. I started to cover them when he wrapped those lengthy digits around my arms.
“Nah, don’t do that,” hummed deep from within his wide chest. A breath and he tongued his mouth, his eyes flaring. “Don’t want to waste that.”
“Excuse me?”
Ignoring me, he let go, causing me to sway and inadvertently check out his ass as he walked away. This guy had a great ass and one only made better-looking due to the fact that he clearly wasn’t wearing anything on under his lounge pants. The waistband sat right below two prominent back dimples, a curve to his firm ass I was almost jealous of.
I wet my lips and immediately felt guilty for even looking, but what the guy said next instantly pulled me out of my rogue thoughts and caused me to stiffen.
He frowned once he turned around, probably because I hadn’t done anything after what he’d said. I couldn’t have heard him right, but then he came over to me. He touched my chin. “I said take off your clothes, love.”
What. The. Hell.
By then, Niko had returned, a shirt in his beefy hands, but stopped next to the blond staring over me. “What’s going on, bro?”
“Um, I’m thinking your girl is shy,” he said, tucking hands under his chiseled arms. It only made his chest look that much more defined, a smattering of blond hairs trailing across his muscled pecs. I peered my way back up to his eyes, but the blond noticed my more than wandering gaze. He grinned a little. “Or maybe I was wrong. What’s the problem then, beautiful? You going to work that ass for us tonight or what?”
My eyebrows had to have jumped the height of my forehead, and by then, the friendly couple had given the blond their weed. He smoked it, his perfect cheekbones hallowing before passing it to Niko, and Niko, though he smoked the gift given to him, was clearly at a loss for words.