“Where are we going?”
“Shower!”
“Oooh, sexy.” I chuckle.
She laughs. “Only if I can get you clean.”
We walk upstairs to her bedroom and through to her ensuite.
“Ria.”
“Yeah?”
“Have you been crying?”
She turns to face me and slides my jacket over my shoulders as I watch her cautiously.
“Maybe a little.”
I close my eyes and tense up while moving closer to caress her cheek. After opening my eyes again, I run my thumb under her puffy eyes. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left, and I definitelyshouldhave called. I’m a dick. A small, shriveled dick.”
She grins and tries to hold in her laugh. “When I think of you, Nate, small and shriveleddefinitelydoesnotspring to mind.”
She pulls my shirt up over my head and throws it to the floor, then looks down, taking in my sculptured body.
“Well, thank you, Miss Shafir.” As I move my hands to her robe, I pull apart the tie, trying hard not to think about the last time I held this in my hands and how I tied her up with it.
She smiles as she works on my pants, and her robe opens, showing me what’s beneath—which is just her, in a pair of black panties andnonipple tape.
My cock stiffens slightly, taking her in. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”
She smiles and pulls my jeans down.
Wasting no time, I step out of them along with my shoes, leaving me naked as I slide the robe from her shoulders, caressing her skin with my fingers as I go. She’s so silky smooth, I feel like my calloused fingers would feel horrible against her flesh, but she feels too good to stop touching her.
The robe falls off completely, leaving her in her black panties. I want to rip them off with my teeth, but I do have some decorum, so I use my hands instead, tugging hard. They rip apart easily, and she laughs, shaking her head.
“Are you kidding me right now, you animal. Are you still drunk?”
I chuckle and move in, pressing my body flush against hers. “Drunk on you, babe.”
“You’re definitely still a little tipsy. C’mon, get in the shower. You might be as sexy as hell right now, but you still stink.” She bubbles with laughter.
Stepping inside the shower alcove, I turn on the water. Ria has temperature control, so it’s already at the exact right temperature, and she steps in after me.
“Oh, wait,” Ria says, jumping back out. She opens the vanity mirror, pulls out a toothbrush and some toothpaste, and rushes back to the shower.
I chuckle as she hands it to me.
“Here,” she says with a smirk.
“You’re letting me use your purple toothbrush?” I ask, and she rolls her eyes.
“Yes, because I want to kiss you, and your breath smells, um… terrible. I’d prefer it to smell like mint, so brush away, drummer boy.”
Chuckling, I unclick the lid of the paste and squirt some of the white and green gel onto the brush, rinse it under the shower water, then begin brushing my teeth. I must admit, it does feel good to get rid of the fuzz from all the alcohol. She smiles, takes the toothpaste container, and throws it behind us to the floor of the shower.
Ria moves us back under the flow of the water further and cuddles into me as I brush like a pro. Her body’s now flush against mine, and my cock stiffens. She giggles, looking down between us while I continue to brush. With a mischievous grin, Ria looks at me. Her hand runs down my side, making my skin prickle as she smooths her silky, soft hand along my skin,trailing down my abs toward my now fully hard as a damn rock cock.
