VEGAS X PETE (18+) full story

Chapter 43

"No!" I retorted thoughtlessly and was about to close the door again.

"Stay!" I just stood still when Vegas shouted his voice at me.

"What?"

"Come in here!"

"Why do I have to go in? I'll get wet."

"Do you want to know who died?" Vegas raised an eyebrow,
the corner of his mouth twitching into a faint smile.

"Just say it. Why do you want me to walk in?" I turned left and
right to avoid looking at him. I felt very embarrassed even
though i had showered with lot of male friends.

"If you don't come in, I won't tell you about it," Vegas argued. I
immediately groaned. Then hesighed heavily. I wanted to
know, I really did. But I didn't want to go in there, it was too
precarious.

"It's okay if you don't want to." Vegas turned to get the shampoo and spread it all over his head.

"Fine, I'm coming in." I stood with my arms crossed and stepped forward into the bathroom.

"Come closer," said Vegas in a husky voice, then turned to look
straight at me with his hands placed on his waist.

"Oh." I stumbled a bit.

"Closer!" he began to yell louder and louder.

"Hey! Just tell me right here. I can hear, I'm not deaf," I said
sarcastically. Little by little, I started to panic.

"Come in here. I'll tell you if you come close to me. If you don't
want to get wet, take off your pants." I felt a peculiarity. So I made a face to him and went to walk away.

"It's stupid to go in," I cursed, muttering to myself.

"PETE! One..." My footsteps immediately stopped. His eyes
stared challenging at me.

"Two...and I can assure you that when I count to three, you'll be hit hard," said Vegas in a threatening tone. But when I turned around, he had a happy smile on his face. Dammit! In the end, I had to surrender myself to him. I couldn't help but stomp my feet towards him. I tried not to look at himand casted my gaze into the distance.

"Fuck!"

"You act like a woman." I huffed at him in disbelief. The water
droplets from the showers plattered on my hair until it began to become damp little by little.

"Who was it? Hurry up and say it... HEY!" He grabbed my wrist
and pulled me towards him. I closed my eyes as the warm water hit my whole body.

"Thinking about dying." Vegas didn't wait for me to react properly as he wrapped around my tightly and pushed my body back against the wall. He didn't speak loudly and instead let his
movements talk, the tip of his nose repeatedly pressing into both of my cheeks.

"Vegas! Let me go!" I pushed his chest away. The bastard Vegas
stared at me with hungry eyes. I looked down on myself
desperately and felt my face, torso, and my pajamas all soaked.

"Let me go!"

"Would you like to know? Who's dead?" Vegas said with a
mischievous grin. His gaze looked deeply into my eyes. The tip of our noses collided, our breaths warm and rich, mixing
together between us.

"You want me to say it?"
I tried to wriggle from his embrace, but the bastard Vegas got me cornered in every way. He pressed his naked body against me. His weight pressed down on me so hard that I couldn't find away out.