Exposing the Groom Read Online Rachel Van Dyken

Categories Genre: Chick Lit, Contemporary, Funny Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 66259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
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I pull her under the water and run my hands up and down her slippery body and try to blank every space in my head. The shampoo smells like coconuts and a sweet flowery perfume. I rub it in her hair and start to move my hands.

“Oh, God.” Her eyes close as my hands get more aggressive. Her lips part.

I can’t breathe. I’ve never washed a woman’s hair, nor have I ever been so tortured in my entire life. Am I really that horny?

I quickly jerk her back under the water, blindingly add conditioner, rinse that out, then grab a towel and wrap her in it, furiously drying her off. I need to get the hell out of that bathroom.

“Whoa, kind of rough,” she teases with a giggle. “I can’t decide if I like it or hate it.”

“Maybe a bit of both?” I say through gritted teeth, grabbing my own towel and wrapping it around my waist. I waste no time picking her up and walking her into the primary bedroom. I gently lay her on the white duvet and flip it over so she’s covered. “I’ll wake you up in an hour to get ready, all right?”

She yawns. “’Kay. What are you going to go do?”

“Finish drying off.” I lie. “Sleep, and no more whiskey.”

“Yes, sir.” She salutes me. I take a few steps and she’s already out on the bed with a smile on her face.

I exhale for the first time in the last ten minutes and jump back into the shower. I still need to wash my own hair, but my hands don’t reach for the shampoo or conditioner.

They reach for the soap.

“Puppies, kittens, old grandmas—” I repeat over and over again. “Scarlett,” I slip up and grip my length, fuck, I’m so hard I can barely see straight. I grip myself tighter and tighter.

Nipples.

Soap.

Moans.

Shit.

I pump myself so hard it almost hurts. I rest a hand against the shower wall. I’m so screwed as I spurt all over the shower wall.

A knock sounds on the door. “You good, man?”

I stare at the wall, Dustin has to have heard that I went back in the bathroom. “Y-yeah, just… cleaning up.”

“Cool, holler if you need anything.”

“Yup.”

I rest my forehead against the tile and bang it twice. “It’s only a few days,” I remind myself. “A few days, and I get women throwing themselves at me all the time. I can do anything for a few days.”

Even if that means sleeping next to temptation herself.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Scarlett

It would have been the best nap of my life had I not had to suddenly use the bathroom. I could hear Killian back in the shower and figured I could probably sneak in or just beg him to look away.

How does a person go from failed wedding, to making out with a rockstar, dressing her turtle, puking in the rockstar’s arms, announcing a fake engagement, and now peeing in front of him?

The world is a mysterious place.

Once Adrian gets here, things will be much better, he’ll replace my drinks with water, he’ll remind me not to lose my mind, and he’s like zero temptation since he’s off limits.

Whereas Killian…

Where do people get pecs like that anyway? You could bounce a quarter off them. I wonder if he could bench me.

No. No. Bad thoughts.

He has no interest in a relationship, abandoned me in my time of need, and on top of that, we apparently have middle school history.

We were doomed the minute I got those damn braces off, weren’t we?

I slowly sneak toward the bathroom and crack open the door. The steam is billowing around his perfect ass.

I open my mouth to call out his name when I notice his jerky movements. Frowning, I peek my head farther in and gape.

Is he jacking off?

“Hey, man, you good?” Dustin calls from the other door.

I turn right into the wall, slamming the top of my left cheek against the wood before closing the door and sprinting back into bed.

Heart pounding, orbital bone breaking, I lay there for what feels like ten minutes before the bathroom door opens and Killian comes out.

I pretend to be sleeping.

Killian walks to the bed and stands over me. If I hadn’t just seen him jacking off in the shower, I might be afraid he’s going to reach for a pillow and shove it over my face.

Instead, I’m left wondering if the shower affected him as much as it did me. I mean why else go back in there?

I can feel my body flushing from head to toe. I imagine my cheeks have a very naturally pink hue to them.

He was probably thinking about someone else. And it’s perfectly normal for grown ass men to feel horny if they see boob, it could literally be the third tit of his aunt and he’d probably be horny.


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