Body Checked By My Straight Captain Chapter 17
Connor finally pulls his hand from my pants. The sound I make nearly kills me.
“Easy,” he whispers.
Easy?
My underwear is damp.
My legs still feel useless.
And Jace is staring at me like he was watching a private show that was put on just for him.
“I need to clean up.”
Connor’s arm tightens around my waist. Then he lets me go.
“Come back.”
Possessive enough to make my stomach flip.
I stumble into the lavatory. The second I look down—
Fuck.
Evidence of exactly what Connor just did to me.
I grab paper towels with shaking hands.
Before I can lock the door, it opens behind me and Jace slips inside.
“What the fuck?”
He locks it.
“You enjoy the show?” I hiss.
His eyes drop to the mess I’m trying to hide.
“Looks like you did too.”
“Get out.”
He steps closer.
My back hits the sink.
“You finished while you were looking at me.”
“Connor was touching me.”
“I know.”
Jace moves behind me.
His chest presses against my back.
His lips lower near my ear.
“But he told you to come.”
His hips press slowly against me. Hard again.
“And you waited until I called you a good boy.”
I shudder. Someone jerks the door handle.
“Occupied,” Jace calls calmly.
Footsteps move away.
He never backs away from me.
His hand settles on my hip.
“Tell me to get out if you want…”
I can. I should.
Instead, I stare into the mirror at Jace behind me, his body pressed against mine.
And I don’t move.
His smile appears beside my reflection.
“That’s what I thought.”