Hargrove - One Indecent Night

Groaning, I rolled over, or tried to anyway. My head clanged like the Liberty Bellthat is if it could still actually clangand my mouth felt like a hundred possums had died in it. What the hell had happened? Ugh, water. I need water.

Hang on a sec, sweets. Ill get you some, a deep, sexy voice said.

Wait a second. I had my own hotel room. Who the hell was that? I opened one eye and saw a mans naked ass climbing out of bed and walking to the small fridge. I might add, said ass was perfectly formed and sculpted with those hot indentations on the sides that flawless muscular men had. He bent down, grabbed two waters, and turned back toward the bed.

Oh, fuck no. Please, God tell me I didnt sleep with Evan Thomas, my cousins best friend.

I lifted the covers ever so slightly and yep, I was bare-assed naked too.

Ahh, double fuck. I was so screwed.

Mr. Hot and Sexy Muscular Ass and Perfect Face and Body, Evan, slid back into bed and handed me a water after he opened the bottle. Here ya go, sweets. How ya feeling?

I swallowed. Uh, er, not too good.

Yeah, I kept telling you last night to take it easy on the Reposado, but you kept telling me it was fine.

I did? I mumbled into the sheets.

Uh huh. Your exact words were, Im a tequila expert, slick. Pass me that bottle.

I did? I actually squeaked the words out that time.

Yep, and that was after you kicked your shoes off dancing on the table. Then we never could find them. You jumped on my back, begging for a piggyback ride, slapping my ass the whole time, yelling, Yeehaw. Giddy-up, slick.

Oh, God. I buried my face in the pillow.

Hey, you were positively adorable. Pearson never told me how much fun his cousin was.

Suddenly, the pillow I was hiding behind vanished, and he was hovering over me. Sylvie, you cant hide from me. Then his mouth dipped to kiss me.

No!

He backed away and asked, Whats wrong, sweets?

You cant kiss me!

Why not. After what we did last night, I wouldnt think youd be opposed to a little kiss.

Oh, God, what the hell did we do last night?

My breath smells, I yelled, like a bunch of dead possums.

He stared at me a second, then said, I love dead possums, right before he kissed me. This was no casual peck on the lips. This was the real dealhe even gave me tongue. Jesus, I needed to get him the hell out of here. Wait. What if I was in his room? Fuck, fuckery, fuck. How did I let myself end up in this situation? Oh, right. I was drunk off my ass.

Hey, sweets. Lets get dressed and go eat. Im starved. But how about a little shower action first? He took my hand and pulled.

W-wait. You have to fill in the blanks.

Huh?

Im sorry, but my memory is a bit fuzzy. I finally confessed to him.

Why, oh why did I do that? It was the worst thing I couldve done. Instead of insulting him, he treated me to his woman-killer smile. It always had melted me. This time, my heart nearly combusted. Perfect teeth, lips, and a face to match, he was every womans dream. Dark hair, all tousled from a nights sleepor maybe rough sexbright green eyes and that damn sexy body, made my vagina clench.

Sweets, you were crazy wild in bed. He winked. Im talking my kind of woman.

What the hell did I do? I always considered myself tame between the sheets.

Um, would you care to explain?

His cheeks turned positively pink! Oh shit. That spelled huge trouble.

Yeah, well, first you jumped on the bed like a five-year-old. Then you stripped and jumped on the bed, and sweets, it was fabulous. Then you undressed me and made me jump on the bed, but you got worried my head would hit the ceiling, even though I tried to tell you it wouldnt. And then He rubbed his face and looked very sheepish. What could I possibly have done that embarrassed him so?

What? Tell me!

Yeah, okay, you went down on me like a Dyson, and then asked me if I owned a butt plug.

I what? I choked on the words.

Uh huh. And you wanted to know if I had any handcuffs to which I said no. Then you asked if I would spank you, which I did. Your ass was a lovely shade of pink. You wanted to know how good of a flogger I was. I admitted not good at all, seeing as Id never flogged anyone.