orgasm. My other hand squeezed her hip and I struggled to regulate my breathing.
“Devlin.” She turned her head and kissed me. It landed half on the corner of my mouth, half on my chin because of the awkward angle. “Devlin,” she repeated, her lips soft on mine. Her pliant body yielding to mine.
Damn.
Every clanging bell rang an alarm in my head. A “time’s up” panic button telling me I needed to leave. Now. That bell had been my only ally for years. I left the haven of Rena’s incredible body with a grunt.
Her damp hair stuck to her temple, she smiled… a fucking smile. And that’s when I knew.
I wasn’t going anywhere.
Chapter Nine
Rena
Devlin was in the bathroom on the other side of the narrow hallway, leaving me to survey the damage. His jeans, my pants, his sweater, my shirt were strewn across the carpet, his boots several feet apart, one standing up, one on its side.
I’d had unplanned, amazing, teeth-rattling sex. Against a wall. My smile might live on my face for years to come. I untangled my panties from my yoga pants and slipped into both. Then I pulled my shirt over my head. My socks were still in place. If Devlin thought I’d looked silly wearing only black anklets, he hadn’t complained.
In fact, I’d heard a few compliments. Phrases like “beautiful nipples” and “you’ve been making me crazy for a week” bounced around my brain. I took them as compliments, anyway. I doubted a guy like him bared his soul during hallway sex. If ever.
Muscles sore and legs spent, I sank down the wall and sat on the floor. I heard water running from behind the door at the same time I noticed Devlin’s wallet lying open on his jeans. Before I thought about it too hard, I picked it up and peeked inside.
His hair was much shorter in his driver’s license photo than it was now. The formidable scowl lining his forehead was one I was familiar with, though. The edge of a business card peeked out from under a flap. Pulling it out seemed an even bigger invasion of privacy, so I didn’t. After a quick glance at the bathroom door, I opened the money compartment.
Holy shit.
Hundreds. A lot of them. Twenty? Thirty, maybe. And a few folded and tucked to the side. I fanned through them at the same time I heard the bathroom doorknob turn. I slapped the wallet shut and tossed it next to his jeans.
Devlin stood, hand on the doorknob, his gaze pinning me where I sat.
I forced a smile and folded my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I hoped I didn’t look as guilty as I felt. I shouldn’t have spied, but… What was he doing with all that cash? I had thirteen dollars in my purse. Maybe.
He was still naked, and I couldn’t help taking in every inch of his beautiful form. Thick, muscular thighs, flat, flexing abdomen, wide chest, broad shoulders. A face handsome enough to stop my breath. I just had sex with the most beautiful man I’d ever laid eyes on. I felt damn pleased with myself.
He bent to retrieve his jeans and a small complaint sounded in my throat when he covered himself. Shirtless, he sat next to me, his bare upper arm resting against my clothed shoulder.
“Aren’t you cold?” I asked. But he wasn’t. Heat rolled off his body.
“Nah. You?”
I shook my head.
He mimicked my position, back to the wall, arms locked around his knees, and then turned his head. Under his sky-blue scrutiny, I couldn’t think of a thing to say at first.
Finally, the words came. “What’s next?”
“Next?” His eyebrows were set at a regal slant, his lips quirked.
“Yeah.” My cheeks warmed with embarrassment as I admitted, “I’ve never had a… hookup.”
Was I supposed to show him the door, invite him to my bedroom, or make us a snack?
He shrugged with his mouth. “You need to decide if you’re going to kick me out or go another round.”
I faced him, eyes wide, breasts growing heavy at the idea of “another round.” Another round sounded amazing.
I trailed my eyes down his bare chest and back up to his face. I was greeted with the unforgiving set of his lips as they formed the words, “Did you find another condom when you were digging around in there?” He jerked his chin to his wallet.
“Um—”
“I told you if we were going to be friends, we couldn’t lie to each other.”
That’s true. He said