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This was probably the dumbest thing, disturbing Reggie when he’d already looked disturbed enough. He seemed tense, a little unhappy, even. And Maggie wondered if she’d been deluding herself that they had something deeper between them. Yes, he was sexy, and she wanted him. Yes, she’d blown him and swallowed him down. But he might not always want to spend time with her. Maybe he’d had other plans but didn’t want to hurt her feelings, and now he was trying to find a way to let her down gently.
Or he did just want to have sex with her but was pretending to act like he wanted a relationship? And that made her mad, because if he did want sex with other people, they couldn’t be doing it without condoms. That wasn’t safe at all.
Confronting him about it made sense. But not wearing clothes and bugging the poor guy, while he was naked and wet in the shower, that was just foolish.
Except she couldn’t stop staring at Reggie, naked and wet. So wet. She wanted to be a drop of water and slide down that delicious male body.
He stared back, just as intently, but when his gaze found the bag tied around her arm, he smiled. “Get in here.”
“Are you sure?”
“Do I look like I need more time to think about it?” He glanced down at his cock, which had yet to go down.
Maggie had barely stepped in the shower before Reggie lifted her in his arms, planted his mouth over hers, and plastered her against the tiled wall. He wrapped her legs around his waist while he ravaged her mouth. Maggie felt helpless and turned on, doing nothing but clutching his strong shoulders while she sucked his tongue and squirmed against the slick erection shoved against her belly.
He was so damn big. And so incredibly in the wrong place.
But she didn’t have long to wait. He bent his head to suck her nipple, and she moaned his named and shifted against his groin. He sucked hard then turned to her neglected breast. “I love your tits. So much,” he moaned and put a hand between them. Two fingers slid inside her, and they met no resistance. “Fuck. Me.”
“Reggie, stop teasing,” she panted. “I want you in me.”
Reggie readjusted, positioning himself between her folds, and thrust all the way inside her.
The jolt of his intrusion shocked her into an unexpected orgasm, and she screamed as he fucked her so hard, her head threatened to explode.
The rush kept coming, her body gripping him, the pleasure unending.
She didn’t hear anything he said, kissing him while he took her, and then he came, his hips like a piston, hammering home.
“Oh, yeah. Fuck.Maggie.” He continued moving while her pussy clenched, not letting go.
They both eased the viselike hug they shared. Maggie stared into his shocked gaze, dimly aware of water steaming around them. “Did that just happen?”
“You mean, where I fucked you until you screamed?” His slow smile scorched her. “Yeah, it did.”
She sighed, running her hand over his short hair. “I took dirty, sexy advantage of you. I should be sorry.”
“You should.”
“I’m not.” She wiggled on his semihard cock. “You’re still in me.”
“And I’m still hard.”
“Not tired?” She slid her hand to his nape, making a note when he sighed and rested his head against her shoulder.
“Not tired. Satisfied, for now, but not tired.”
“I’m not too heavy?”
“Honey, you’re not heavy even soaking wet.” He paused and looked at her with a wicked grin. “And you were soaked, for sure.” He kissed her and murmured, “Dripping for me.”
“I was,” she confessed. “And last night, when I masturbated, running my fingers over my clit, I kept remembering how you tasted and how you felt when you took me from behind.”
He shivered and clutched her ass tighter. “You did your homework. Good girl.”
“Oh, I’m a very good girl. And I plan on showing you.” She kissed him, twining her tongue with his. He twitched inside her. “But not until you’ve had a decent breakfast and some rest.”
