Room 452

by T. L. Quinn

  I smile at them both. “Aww aren’t you guys adorable.”

  I hand Chip a plate with some of the food. “What are you guys up to today?” He asks as he takes a bite.

  “Nothing.” I say at the same time Sawyer says, “We have plans.”

  I look over at him. “We do?”

  He clenches his jaw. “Yes. We do.”

  I turn back to Chip. “We definitely don’t. Plans are too similar to a date, and we definitely aren’t doing that.”

  Chip claps his hand together. “Oh perfect! Well, you do now!”

  “Oh?” I ask as I take a sip of orange juice.

  “Yes. We need to find me a girl now. I couldn’t possibly have Sawyer settle down before me. That would upset the natural balance of the world.” He says.

  I laugh harder. “You don’t have to worry about that. Pretty sure he doesn’t have any plans of ever doing that.”

  Sawyer leans up against the counter. “I never said that.”

  I whip back around toward him with wide eyes. “Oh? Do you have plans of doing that?”

  He brings his coffee up to his mouth. “I didn’t say that either.”

  I roll my eyes and turn back to Chip. “Well, I guess we can search for a girl for Sawyer too then.” I take another bite of food. “What did you have in mind? I don’t have any clothes, or a toothbrush for that matter.”

  “Beach! We can buy you a suit there! Sawyer, you have a spare toothbrush I’m sure.” He says.

  Sawyer looks at me for approval, which is the first time he’s sought my input on anything. I nod, and he lets out a sigh. “Fine. Can you get lost for a while? I’ll text you when we’re ready.”

  Chip chugs back the rest of his juice and sets his cup back on the table. “Fine, but if it’s more than a couple hours, I will come track you down.” He turns and walks out the door, leaving Sawyer and me alone again.

  I turn to him. “Do you really keep spare toothbrushes?”

  He shrugs. “The dentist gives them to you for free. I’m not going to throw it away.”

  I laugh. “Why don’t you just tell them you don’t need one?”

  He shrugs again. “They are free.”

  I smirk and stare back at him until he feels uncomfortable. “What? I’m a cheap bastard, sue me.”

  I laugh, but when he turns to put the dishes in the sink, I melt a little more for him. It suddenly makes sense. He probably didn’t have a lot growing up, going from home to home. If something was free, you’d keep it. Even now with all the money I know he’s making in commission, he doesn’t have anything extravagant. His house is minimalist. He has a decent amount of land, but other than that you’d never know. He must save it all out of habit.

  I follow him into the bathroom, and he opens a drawer that has spare toothbrushes, floss, and mouthwash. “For someone who doesn’t like to have people over, you are being an awfully good host.”

  He turns on his electric toothbrush and brushes his own teeth. “Just because I don’t like something, doesn’t mean I’m not good at it.”

  “Oh.” I laugh. “Nevermind. We’re back to not being a good host.”

  He laughs and then we stand quietly next to each other with the only sound being our toothbrushes in our mouths. It somehow feels so natural doing this. He finishes first, and I use the sink when he’s done. I don’t exactly know if I’ll need this again today, so instead of throwing the toothbrush out, I set it in the holder next to his.

  My eyes meet his in the mirror, and I give him a half smile. He reaches down and pulls his shirt over his head. This throws me off balance for a moment. I whip around to face him. “What are you doing?” I ask, sounding surprised.

  He steps closer and then drops his shorts. “Taking a shower.”

  My eyes automatically drink in every inch of him. “Oh, are we to that point in our relationship now? You think you can just get undressed in front of me?”

  His thumbs slip into the waistband of my shorts. “Don’t worry. I’m undressing you too.”

  He yanks the shorts down, taking my panties with them. Then his mouth is on mine. He walks me backward until he reaches the shower. He reaches in and turns the water on to warm up. His hands grab the hem of my shirt, and I lift my arms as he pulls it over my head, leaving me completely naked for him. I return the favor by pushing his underwear down. His cock springs to life between us.

  I fist it in my hand as he presses his mouth back to mine again. He pushes me back, and the warm water hitting my skin only intensifies my need for him. He pushes me all the way back until my back hits the cold tile. I gasp as it chills my back while the warm water heats my front.

  He shoves his tongue into my mouth as his fingers reach down and run through my folds. He is being so gentle and playful down there that it is driving me wild. I bite down on his lip and scrape my nails into his back. “Ohhh.” I moan.

  He pulls his face back slightly so he can watch as he slips his fingers inside of me. I turn to mush against the wall as he pumps them in and out. The urge to have him inside me becomes too much. “You.” I groan. “I want you.”

  His face strains as I grab him and line him up to enter me. He rubs himself over my clit. His jaw clenches. “That can wait.” He says harshly.

  “No!” I protest. “Now!”

  He doesn’t move, and I realize he’s trying to figure out if he should do this without a condom. “I have an IUD.” I offer.

  His fingers go back down to touch me. “You really think that’s a good idea?” He asks.

  I look him in the eyes. “Is there a reason it shouldn’t be?”

  He laughs and kisses my mouth again. “Not on my end.”

  His other hand explores my breasts, and his fingers pinch my nipples. I moan. “If you aren’t comfortable, then we won’t do it. Not a big deal.”

  He presses his body up against mine. “I want you so much.”

  I smile against his mouth. “Patience is a virtue.” I joke.

  He groans in frustration. “I’ve waited fucking long enough for you.” He says angrily, and fuck is it hot.

  He lines himself up against me again, but he doesn’t push forward. I squirm and whine. “Sawyer.”

  He finally moves forward and pushes himself all the way in. My fingers dig into his shoulders, and I cry out. His chest moves rapidly up and down against me. “Fuck.” He whispers like he’s in pain.

  “Yes.” I moan. “Fuck. Fuck me.”

  He makes a frustrated growl. “Just give me a damn second!”

  “Maybe I’ve waited long enough.” I sass back his same words.

  He slaps the shower wall behind me. “If you don’t want me to nut inside of you right this Goddamn second, you will give me a fucking second!” He yells.

  Fuck!

  I climb this motherfucker like a tree. My hands are everywhere I can touch. My mouth explores anywhere it can.

  Sawyer grabs both of my arms and slams them back against the wall above my head, holding me in place. His eyes burn a hole right through me, taking my breath away. His jaw is clenched, and he hisses when he pulls out and pushes back in. My moans echo through the bathroom.

  His eyes squeeze shut, and he lets out a harsh breath he must’ve been holding. “Fuck, you feel so good.” He groans.

  I literally start panting like a dog as he continues to press in and out of me. He drops my arms, and I wrap them around his neck. He groans again. “You’re so warm, and so wet, and ugh…” His eyes roll back in his head.

  I grab onto his ass, pulling him in deeper. He leans down and sucks a nipple into his mouth. “Why are you doing this to me?” He asks.

  “Doing what?” I pant.

  He groans again as he picks up his pace. “Making me want you so much. You’re like a fucking drug. It’s never enough.”

  I squeeze down on his biceps. “Sawyer.” I pant.

  He lets out another noise of frustration and slows his pace back down. “I can’t...I-...”

  “Cum inside me!�
�� I scream.

  “Fuck!” He shouts.

  He leans down and picks me up fully, slamming me against the wall as I wrap my legs around his waist. He pounds into me over and over, and I have zero control of the pace or depth. I am completely at his mercy.

  My body burns with desire, and it feels like my blood is moving through my veins a million miles and hour. “Sawyer.” I plead.

  He presses a kiss to my mouth and then pulls back. “Fuck you.” He whispers as he loses control and completely succumbs to his body. It pushes me right over the edge. I squeeze his arms with all my strength as my body shakes around him.

  “Fuck Blake!” He shouts as I feel his cum shoot inside of me.

  We fall down the shower wall until we are both sitting on the ground with warm water pouring over us. I am wrapped up in Sawyer’s arms as we both attempt to come down from our high. He leans forward and places gentle kisses on my lips. “We shouldn’t have done that.” I whisper.

  “I know.” He says as he presses his lips to mine again.

  ◆◆◆

  “Why can’t we stop by my place? I don’t even have any underwear.” I try protesting again, but Chip keeps driving toward the beach.

  He shrugs it off. “I told you. We’ll get you some clothes at the beach. Your place is too far out of the way, and we wasted enough time this morning with whatever took you guys so long to get ready.” He says that last part like he knows exactly what took us so long.

  I let out a sigh. “And I’m supposed to go into the store in Sawyer’s clothes? With no underwear?”

  Sawyer grunts from the front seat. “Jesus Blake. Can you keep some information private?”

  I lean forward in between the two front seats and grin at him. “Hey Sawyer, I’m not wearing any underwear.”

  Of course he can’t let me win, so he joins in the game and takes it up a notch. “I know Blake. I saw you put the shorts on after I fucked you in the shower.”

  His smirk tells me he thinks he’s won, but he doesn’t know what he’s up against. I turn and look at Chip. “Bareback.” I grin.

  Sawyer chokes on the water he just took a sip of, and Chip busts out laughing. “Fucking hell!” Chip roars. “Sawyer, where did you find her?”

  I fall back onto my seat in the back with a satisfied smirk. Sawyer is still choking in the front. When he finally stops coughing, he looks back at me and shakes his head. “Pretty outspoken for someone who is trying to keep me a secret.”

  Chip glances over at us and then back at the road. “Ohhh now the juicy details come out!” He glances back at me. “Blake, are you trying to break my brother’s heart? He’s obviously in love with you.”

  I laugh so hard in the backseat. Sawyer just looks grumpy in the front seat. I have tears streaming down my face and my side starts hurting. “Oh God!” I say. “What the fuck am I even doing here right now?”

  Chip looks over at Sawyer. “I was kind of wondering the same thing. Are you guys dating or not?”

  “Not!” Sawyer and I both say at the same time.

  Chip laughs. “Hm...I’m not sure I believe you guys. I’m still going to plan on you being my new sister.”

  “Wait what?” I ask, laughing again.

  He smiles. “Yeah, it will stop me from trying to hit on you if I think of it that way too. I don’t need my ass kicked when Sawyer gets all jealous even though you ‘aren’t dating’.” He does air quotes with his fingers.

  “Aw man, but it’s so fun to make Sawyer mad.” I say as I reach up and run my hand along Chip’s arm.

  Chip pulls away like I burned him. “Oh fuck no! I am not getting in the middle of whatever the fuck you two have going on.”

  We pull up to a little clothing shop near the beach. I raise my eyebrows. “Am I really supposed to go in like this?” I ask.

  Sawyer turns and smirks at me. “Don’t worry sweetie, I’ll pick something out for you.” He says sarcastically.

  “Nope!” I say as I hop out of the car. “No way I’m letting that happen.”

  I grab a new suit and a dress in case we want to go into any more shops at the beach. “You guys have sunscreen?” I ask as I look at some sunglasses.

  Chip hollers from the other side of the stand. “Yep!”

  Sawyer comes up and places a sun hat on my head. “Get one of these floppy things.” He says. “Seems like something a stuck up bitch would wear, so, you know?”

  I shove my elbow back into his stomach, and he laughs. I put the hat under my arm to buy anyway. “I will, thanks.” I say as I turn and look at him.

  He grins at me and then leans down and cups my face as he presses his lips to mine. He pulls away and goes back to talking with Chip about something like nothing happened, but I stand frozen in place for a second. What was that? He’s never kissed me like that before. Every time we’ve kissed it’s been sexual. That was sweet. Almost romantic. I feel my stomach flip nervously. What the fuck am I doing?

  I walk over to the checkout counter in silence while Sawyer and Chip joke around with each other. I set my items on the counter, and the lady rings me up. I go to pull out my credit card, but Sawyer is already inserting his into the credit card machine. “What are you doing?” I ask.

  He looks at me genuinely confused. “What do you mean?”

  “Why are you buying my shit?” I ask, sounding angry instead of grateful.

  Chip looks between us and then says he’s going to wait in the car. The cashier hands us our bag quickly, probably feeling awkward since I am being dumb and making a scene in front of her. Sawyer doesn’t answer. He looks like he doesn’t know what to say. He didn’t even think about it, which is what worries me. Why does it seem so natural for him to take care of me like we are together?

  He grabs my arm and leans down and whispers in my ear as we walk out of the store. “I’ll let you pay me back later.”

  I don’t even get upset about him basically telling me he’s paying for sex with me because I’m just glad we are back into our normal relationship boundaries, which is no relationship at all.

  We walk back out to the car, and Chip drives down closer to the water. “I need to change.” I say as the guys get out.

  Chip walks away, and I tell Sawyer to stand guard. He leans his head into the open back seat window, resting his arms there. I raise an eyebrow at him. “You’re just going to stand there and watch?” I joke.

  “Yes.” He says without smiling.

  I shrug like it’s no big deal even though I’m getting all hot. I reach down and pull his shorts off, and then I smirk at him as I slowly open my legs, completely exposing myself to him. He steps back and looks away and blows out a breath. “Jesus Christ Blake. You’re so fucking naughty.”

  I laugh and quickly throw my bikini on and then my dress over top. I get out of the car and Sawyer grabs my hand as we walk over to Chip and then down to the beach. Sawyer’s fingers intertwined with mine seems so natural. I decide I’m not going to fight it anymore today. It’s one day. What’s the harm in just being with him fully for one day?

  We spent the rest of the afternoon out by the beach. We swam, we layed out, we shopped, we got ice cream, we walked the pier. Chip tried to pick up a girl multiple times. That was a major fail. He’s over talking to another girl now while Sawyer and I lay by the water. The day has been amazing so far. If I didn’t know better, I might actually think I could be friends with Sawyer.

  He’s different today than usual. I didn’t realize how funny he is. Before all his jokes were always sex related, but I guess that carries over into his regular life too. I guess I didn’t realize he had a life outside of sex. It’s strange though, even though he’s been flirty all afternoon, ever since the car when we first got here, he hasn’t really tried anything overly sexual.

  He’s actually been a gentleman. He paid for all our snacks, he reached for my hand whenever we were walking anywhere, and he didn’t try to fight every guy who dared to look my way.

  I turn and look at him, and he
smiles at me. I bite on my thumb, nervously. “Is this weird?” I ask.

  His smile grows. “You’re about to make it weird, aren’t you?”

  “No.” I protest. “But it is weird, isn’t it?”

  Sawyer rolls his eyes and laughs. He leans back on his arms on the towel. “Do you need a reason to be here? Are you feeling out of control?” He asks sarcastically.

  I cross my arms over my chest. “It wouldn’t hurt. Got any ideas?” I joke back.

  He nods his head toward my phone. “We can send a picture to Todd. Make him jealous.”

  I laugh. “Why would you want to do that? You know you’re just going to cockblock me with him.”

  He winks. “You don’t even like him.”

  I sigh. “It’s not that.”

  “Oh?” Sawyer asks as he turns his body toward me.

  I shrug. “Todd’s the type of guy that only does something if it’s convenient for him. I guess I want more than that, you know?”

  Sawyer smirks. “Oh yes, the knight in shining armor who slays the dragon to get to you.” He mocks.

  I roll my eyes. “Shut up.” Then I try to smile. “It’s not too much to ask to be someone’s priority.” My tone doesn’t match my words since I’m having a hard time believing them myself.

  Sawyer gives me a half smile. He’s always able to tell what I’m thinking. “Todd’s a fucker.” He says with a grin, but his eyes tell me he understands. How could he not understand? We’re the same that way. Neither one of us depends on anyone but ourselves.

  Grateful that Sawyer gave me the option to continue this conversation or not, I decide to change the subject. “So, Chip’s putting himself out there, but I don’t see you trying to find this lady you are supposedly going to settle down with.”

  He laughs as he lays back down. “I think I’m content where I’m at now.”

  I open my eyes wide. “Oh my God! You already think you’re going to get laid tonight!”

  He smirks. “There’s nothing wrong with a consistent lay you know.”

  I giggle. “Is that what you call a girlfriend? A consistent lay?” I laugh harder.

  He shrugs. “I don’t know. I’ve never had one before.”