Chapter Eight
Courtney
We tried to use the showers in the girls’ wing, but they were all taken, so we went for the guys’. Of course, not a single guy is in sight. Pretty sure I heard someone dive into the pool. Disgusting. I definitely won’t be swimming in that thing anytime soon.
Noah guides me to the shower and opens the large glass door. When Noah shuts it behind him, he hits the button that fogs the glass so you can’t see inside before starting the water.
I yelp as the cold water hits me.
“Oh my God. You’re a psycho who just jumps in? You don’t turn it on and let it heat up?” I accuse as I jump out of the way of the ice-cold water.
Noah laughs lazily. “Excuse you, what I think you meant to say is that I’m so amazing the way I don’t waste a drop of water. Call me Mr. Eco Protector,” he says as he purposefully stands in the water.
I lift a disbelieving eyebrow to him. “The turtles thank you, sir.”
We both crack up laughing, then he snakes his arms around me once more. I try to squirm away but he’s got too good a hold on me, and to be honest, I didn’t really try that hard.
When Noah pulls me under the water, I’m relieved that it’s not that cold anymore. It’s warming up by the second. Or maybe that’s just my skin because Noah’s hands seem to be covering every inch of it.
His grin forces my stomach to flip before he ducks down and presses his lips to mine. I never thought I’d actually use this word in real life, but his kisses literally make me swoon. Like knees-go-weak, heart-thundering-in-my-chest, I-turn-to-gelatin swoon.
Noah’s lips are gentle at first, softly moving against my own before his tongue slips inside, tangling with mine.
I wind my arms around his neck as the warm water pours down on us, then I feel his hands come to the back of my bikini.
His fingers slip through the strings before he gently tugs, loosening the top before it falls to the ground altogether.
I pull away from him for a moment, and he looks down at me with awe before cupping one of my breasts in his hand.
A wicked smile plays across his face as he sucks my nipple into his mouth.
My mouth drops open, and a moan escapes me as his tongue twirls around it, while his other hand hooks into my bikini bottoms.
Without a word, or losing focus on his current task, he slides them down my legs, and they too hit the floor.
Noah’s mouth moves from my breasts down my stomach.
His lips and tongue are everywhere, leaving behind a hot trail as I press my back against the cool stone wall and hold on with everything I have.
His tongue slips through me, soft, testing, like he’s waiting for me to pull away. I look down to see him waiting for my approval, and when I give him a little nod, he dives in, hoisting one of my legs over his shoulder. Another moan escapes me as he licks through me like I’m his favorite dessert.
My orgasm is within reach, and I feel myself heading down that blissful spiral when he pulls away.
Disappointment rushes me in an instant, but it doesn’t last long.
Noah quickly peels his swim shorts down, stroking his hard cock before closing the distance between us.
I don’t have a chance to think, speak, or even breathe before he’s pushing in between my thighs and sinking into me.
“Oh my God,” I moan as he pushes in all the way.
“Fuck!” he groans, burying his head into my shoulder for a moment.
Then he lifts my leg again, allowing easier access as he begins thrusting in and out of me.
Pleasure sparks through me as his mouth comes to mine once more.
The warm water continues cascading all around us, but we barely notice.
We’re too wrapped up in one another to recognize or decipher a single thing outside of this shower right now.
The entire world could be burning down and I’d never know it.
“Shit, baby. I’m gonna come,” he pants.
“Touch my clit,” I beg. “Make me come.”
He does as I say, though I feel his cock jerking inside me already. I know we don’t have long, and honestly, I was just getting started. My orgasm begins to creep in when his takes full control. His hands fall away as he grips my sides, like he has to hold on to me or he’ll float away.
I quickly reach down, rubbing tight circles against my clit so I don’t lose my momentum.
Thankfully, I’m able to salvage it, and as Noah continues slowly thrusting into me, I find my own release.
I don’t try to muffle my moans, hoping the shower will drown us out or the place will still be empty.
My back bows against the wall, and I let out whimper after groan as I wring every ounce of pleasure possible from this moment.
When it passes, I let out a rough breath as Noah does the same before placing a soft peck against my lips. We smile at each other before he slowly pulls out of me. Instantly, I feel a warm rush and realize that we didn’t use a condom. He didn’t pull out. Nothing.
Now it’s making a lot more sense why part of the conditions of participation was a clean STD workup and the depo shot.
I knew this stuff was a possibility, but I didn’t expect it to happen on day two, and I really didn’t expect us to just go at it with no protection or anything. Clearly, the producers did.
Thank you, Daryll.
“That was incredible,” Noah says, grinning, as he looks down at me.
I can’t help but return his smile. “Definitely one of my favorite showers I’ve ever taken.”
He laughs at that before reaching for some body wash, signaling for me to turn around. I do as he says, then his hands move to my shoulders, slowly kneading the soap into my skin.
“Oh fuck,” I groan. “Definitely one of my favorite showers.”
Noah laughs as he lathers me from head to toe, even shampooing my hair before helping me rinse off. I do the same for him, and once we’re clean and rinsed, we turn the shower off and grab two towels.
I feel him watching me as I wrap my towel around my chest, and I look up at him curiously. “What?”
He shakes his head, what looks like a million thoughts running through his head. “Nothing.”
I shoot him a suspicious look that says I don’t believe him for a second when he opens the door to the bunk room. Instantly, we’re greeted with thunderous applause and wolf whistles. It startles me for a moment, and it takes me a beat to realize what’s going on.
Every single guy is in here, and they’re all huddled around the door like…
“Were you pervs listening?” I balk.
Connor cackles. “Wasn’t much else we could do, sweetheart. You were going off like my favorite porn star. Hey, can you do that whimpery one a little more, I’m almost there,” he says, shoving his hand in his pants and pretending to jerk off.
I scoff and roll my eyes as Noah laughs. All of the guys are laughing honestly, except one. Surprise, surprise.
Landon is sitting on a bed, staring at me blankly like I’m the most boring thing he’s ever witnessed before he diverts his attention to some book. God, he pisses me off for literally no reason. Just one of those people you meet and instantly can’t stand, I guess.
“I’ll see you later,” I say to Noah as I lean up and press a kiss to him.
He holds me for a second longer, and the room once against devolves into oohs, wolf whistles and catcalls. When we pull apart, he laughs and rolls his eyes as I shake my head and flip off every motherfucker possible.
Shane is enough of a gentleman to grab the door for me, seeing as one of my hands is clutching my towel for dear life and the other is busy telling every loser off.
“Milady,” he says with a deep bow.
I laugh. “Thanks.”
As soon as the door shuts, I hear the room erupt once more. Good God. You’d think they were twelve years old.