Ending the kiss, Sharon lifted her head and smiled down at him. “Wanna go take a shower and get nice and clean so we can get dirty again?”

He grinned up at her. “Sounds like a plan.”

She squealed with delight as he stood abruptly, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. Even though he was only half-hard, the position meant she was bouncing on his cock as he walked her to the bathroom like that, with her clinging to him like a koala. Sharon couldn’t stop giggling, even as she was rubbed against his hard body in the most delicious way.

Not surprisingly, they ended up getting dirty again before they’d even finished their shower.

The thing about being exclusive fuck buddies, Jake was discovering, was that it could easily become a lot like dating. Especially if the two people involved were already very connected through their group of nosy friends.

Monday night he showed up for dinner with his sister and Patrick only to find that they’d invited Sharon too. She hadn’t given him a heads-up, even though he’d told her the night before that he was getting together with them and could see her afterward if she wanted. Later, he’d tied her hands to her bed and then gone down on her but hadn’t let her orgasm until she’d promised to let him know when they were both invited to the same place.

According to her, Lexie had texted Monday afternoon to invite her and she’d thought it would be fun to surprise him, since she knew he’d be there. Surprising him was fun for her... And tormenting her was fun for him.

By Thursday he’d realized his clothes were disappearing. Mainly his shirts.

He was both amused and exasperated to find a small pile of them in Sharon’s bedroom. Somehow, he hadn’t even noticed she’d been taking them.

“But they smell good,” she protested when he took them back.

Given that she looked adorable wearing them, considering she had to roll the arms up several times just to expose her hands and the hem of them fell close to her knees, Jake had a harder time than he’d expected taking them back. He’d ended up letting her keep two at a time - but no more than two. Sharon had smirked at him, and he’d vowed to himself that if he did find her with more than two, at any point, he was going to find out exactly what was so fun about punishment spankings.

He needed his clothes dammit.

Strangely, he kind of liked that she was stealing them though. It was girlfriend-y. Although, she was a lot more acquisitive than any of his past girlfriends. Most of them had just taken a hoodie or one shirt, and if he’d wanted it back they happily laundered and returned it. Not hoarded and hidden them.