I climbed out of bed, hissing at the soreness between my legs. Xander had been anything but merciful when he was slamming into me.
I sighed as I made my way to the bathroom but when I got to the door I stopped as I bit my lips, thinking of what to say. I know I was a little annoying. Like who talks about another man minutes after such mind blowing s*x?
Me of course. I know that I pushed his buttons but it was such a turn on to see him jealous and it was good to know that I unravel him no matter how hard he was trying to hide it.
I finally pushed open the door and stepped in and there he was. The most beautiful sight anyone could ever wish for. The water was running down his body, the steam from the water making the glass foggy.
He didn't turn to look at me and I knew he was still mad.
