I rolled my eyes, but I knew that expression. Vas wasn’t budging.
He lifted my shower gel, pouring a generous amount into his palm. Then he guided me out of the water and lathered every inch of my skin, until I was so horny I was shaking against him.
“Vas…”
“Don’t tempt me, Mere. I’m being very fucking gentlemanly right now.”
“I don’t need you to be a gentleman.”
He gave me a wicked grin. “Remember that later when I’ve fucked you so hard you can’t see straight.”
“Stop teasing and back it up.”
He laughed. “God I l—like you.” The grin left his face. “Rinse off, and I’ll do your hair.”
It wasn’t like Vas to stutter. Had he just almost said what I—
“Let me do your hair.”
I frowned. “I can do it myself.”
He slowly shook his head. “I’ve had a number of fantasies about your hair.”
I laughed at that, letting his deft fingers shampoo my hair, massaging along my scalp until I felt almost boneless. A low moan escaped my throat, and I felt him tense behind me.
“Rinse.” His voice was hoarse, and I opened my eyes. His expression was hard, but his eyes burned into mine.
“I want you in your bed when you make that sound next,” he murmured, guiding me under the water.
He insisted on conditioner, even though I was so eager for him, I would’ve skipped it and dealt with the consequences later.
I was pretty sure my eyes had glazed over as he poured shower gel into his palm. “Let me wash you.”
He grinned at me, allowing me to lather him with my girlie shower gel. When we were both rinsed, I stepped out, shivering slightly as I bent down, opening a cupboard for a clean towel for Vas.
“Christ, Mere.”
I glanced over my shoulder at him, my gaze at cock-level. Since he’d insisted on me keeping my hands to myself, I’d attempted to be good, but his gaze was transfixed by the sight of me bending over in front of him.
I handed him the towel, waiting until he lifted it to wipe absently at his chest.
Then I leaned forward, my hand finding his cock as my mouth slid over him.
“Fuck.”
He went still, and I somehow took him deeper, using my other hand to wrap around the base. I slowly pulled back, my tongue darting out to lick around the head, paying particular attention to the sensitive underside. Sure, it had been a while since I’d done this, but some things were like riding a bike.
I looked up at Vas, finding his gaze on my face. “I’m trying to be…fuck…”
I let his cock slide out of my mouth. “A gentleman?” I smirked at him then took him in again, my stomach muscles clenching in need as his hand found the back of my head, urging me on.
Seeing this man lose control, knowingIwas the one making his legs shake… There was no better foreplay.
I sucked and teased and took him in as far as I could, which didn’t feel all that far, given how big he was. I sucked harder, slowly pulling back, and he tightened his hand in my hair with a rough curse.
I increased my pace, and then he was pulling me off him, lifting me into his arms, and carrying me into my bedroom.
He gently laid me on my bed, and his gaze was like a caress as he stood in front of me and simply stared.
