Billionaire Cowboy and the Musician: An Age-GAP Friends to Lovers Romance by Saraya Storm

Author:Saraya Storm [Storm, Saraya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-06-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter twenty

Wilder

It’s almost four in the morning when we make it to Nashville.

I spent a little longer with Elina than I meant to at that dead end road. And then, of course, we had to find the nearest gas station so I could run in and grab some napkins, a plate of nachos (Elina’s request—she was, apparently, starving after what we did in the truck) and two bottles of water.

We cleaned up the cab, her legs, and tossed the used condoms, napkins, and her ruined underwear into a trashcan as discreetly as possible before filling up the truck and getting back on the road.

We both still smell like sex.

And we’re fucking exhausted by the time we get up to our room, but Elina pulls her clothes off and tosses them in the corner as she heads to the bathroom. “We need to shower,” she says, “And I’m going to need your help.”

I flash her a grin. “Sore, are you?”

Elina flips me off. “Are you coming or not?”

I nod and start to pull my clothes on, too. Dried sweat—among various other liquids—covers my body, and as much as I like smelling like Elina’s arousal, the sweat makes me feel dirty, and there’s no way I’ll be able to fall asleep until I’m clean.

We don’t bother closing the bathroom door as Elina finishes stripping naked and I tug my clothes off, too. While she adjusts the water temperature, I pull her hair out of the messy knot she has it tied up in.

Elina and I step into the shower, standing close together as we let the water run over our bodies. It pours down from directly above us, coating us both in the stream. Elina puts her arms around my shoulders and leans her head against my chest.

My heart aches at the sight of her like this. It’s clear we’re not in the shower to fuck—but that’s not what I thought she invited me for, anyway.

Holding her like this, though, is far more intimate than slamming myself into her from behind ever could be. It feels like crossing a line.

I can’t bring myself to pull away from her.

Elina sighs contentedly as she looks up at me, With a tired smile on her face, she reaches up to plant a kiss on my lips. I kiss her back, soft kisses that seem to melt our mouths together. Her tongue slides against mine, and my cock starts to stiffen, but I don’t want to do anything more than this, and I don’t think she does, either.

We just stand under the showerhead, pulling away only for a moment of air before coming together again. My hands brush circles against her waist—bruised with multiples of my fingerprints. I apologized for them earlier, when I saw them, but Elina had just grinned and said that there was nothing to apologize for.

She sighs into my mouth, so full of ease, of comfort, that I have to pull away. Because what we’re doing… it’s not the sort of thing you do when you’re having a road trip fuckbuddies situation.

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