She stepped beneath the lukewarm spray then took down the handheld showerhead.
With her eyes closed, she allowed her mind the freedom she’d denied it all night.
She recalled the initial nervousness when Cade had taken her in his arms.He was a big man.But his size offered strength, rather than intimidation.
As they’d moved together, she’d had a stray, wild compulsion to stroke her fingers across his face, outline the trimmed, well-kept goatee.Sometime after the wedding pictures had been taken, he’d unknotted his tie but left the ends dangling.He’d also opened the top button of his shirt.His casual elegance had intrigued her.
His skin was tanned, no doubt from time spent outdoors.And for a scandalous moment, she’d wanted to know what his chest looked like.
More than anything, though, the pain in his eyes continued to haunt her.
What they’d shared had ignited a dormant flame in her.None of it had been enough.
And yet…
He was dangerous.He’d advised her to stay away from him, and intuition told her she’d be smart to heed him.
But to her heated body, the warning meant little.
She all but felt the metal of his belt buckle against her bare skin as she moved the nozzle up her body, across her abdomen, over her breasts.
Sofia parted her legs and directed the spray toward her pussy.
The sensation was nice, sweet, but it didn’t match the demand that swarmed through her.She opened her eyes to change the setting to pulse.
As the water jetted against her, she took turns squeezing her nipples, imagining it was Cade’s grip twisting and pulling on them.
She closed her eyes, allowing the fantasy to morph.
She saw him securing her wrists in one of his big hands before he tied her face down on a bed.Even though she tried to keep still, she moved her ass in anticipation.Before she was ready, he brought down his belt, searing her.
Sofia cried out.An orgasm gathered force, stunning her.
She didn’t masturbate often, and she’d never gotten aroused this quickly.
Then she realized she’d been turned on since Cade had introduced himself.Her climax was the culmination of all the sensations he’d evoked in her.
Still picturing Cade touching her, making her respond, she allowed the spray to hit her clit, and she gasped.Again, frustrating her, it wasn’t enough.
After tugging each of her nipples a final time, she used her free hand to part her labia and expose her clit.
Worrying her lower lip, she moved the showerhead closer to her pelvis.This time, the combination of the heat and pressure was enough.She jerked as it pounded her, and she was filled with thoughts of Cade doing this to her, this… Individual feelings coalesced, merging, and she couldn’t sort one from another.All she could think of was Cade.Her clit ached.This… She wanted him…his mouth, his tongue, his cock…
She screamed.
Then she put a hand out to steady herself as she came.
It wasn’t until much, much later—when the water was chilled—that she could rouse herself to turn off the faucet.
With only a towel wrapped around her, she fell on top of her bed.
Sofia always slept well.
Tonight, though, she dreamed of eyes so dark they seemed to devour, of being held down and fucked hard.Before she could climax, everything splintered into a nonsensical kaleidoscope of careening, unfulfilled desire, dropping, plummeting, gnawing on the edges of her consciousness.
* * * *
When she woke up, she felt a bit blurry, as if she’d never been to sleep.
