I held my breath, fingers still fucking Eve, while Brian waited for his answer on the other side of the curtain.
“Oh my God, Brian. Did you forget how to knock?” I pressed my thumb against her clit, and her last word came out as a squeak.
Brian was silent for a beat.
“Oh... Hey, Ben,” he called from the doorway.
I barked out a laugh, and Eve turned to glare at me.
“Hey, Brian,” I answered, still smiling. Eve’s nipples were tightening from the cold air he let into the bathroom, so I took one between my thumb and finger, pinching it hard. Eve let out a little squeal and squirmed back onto my fingers.
“For fuck’s sake,” Eve breathed. I doubled down my efforts and Eve twisted, trying to get away, but I wrapped my other arm around her, pinning her in place.
“Almost finished in here,” I answered his original question for Eve, since she was too lost in my touch to say anything coherent. “No promises on any hot water, though. Sorry.” The water was turning from warm to cool, and I was willing to bet we were about one minute from an ice-cold shower.
He grunted. “Great,” he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “You two kids have fun.”
Once the door clicked shut, I shifted the angle of my fingers, curling them forward in search of her g-spot.
Searching.
Searching.
There.
I was gifted with her low moan as I continued stroking in a slow, drawn-out rhythm. She clenched around me, a mixture of her arousal and my release dripping into my hand.
I ignored the cramping in my wrist, my other hand drifting to draw circles around her clit, making her whimper. She was past words. I loved when she got to this point. So close to orgasm that all coherent thought completely left her and all she could give me were her sweet little sounds.
“That’s it, Eve. Let me hear how good I’m making you feel.”
A whine slipped past her lips. I quickened the pace of my fingers, stroking her inner walls and rubbed tighter circles over her sensitive flesh. She groaned louder, too overcome by what I was doing, how I was making her feel, to remember to stay quiet so Brian wouldn’t hear. I loved the way she got lost in me, forgetting everything and everyone else.
“How does it feel to have my fingers filling up your pussy like this? Does it feel good, princess?”
“Yes. God. Yes! Good. So good!”
“That’s right. Don’t ever forget how good I make you feel,” I growled, my breath whispering through her hair as my fingers moved dexterously over her.
She bucked against me, her release rushing through her and my name spilling past her lips. She pulsed around me, and my fingers continued fucking her through her orgasm, her cries of bliss echoing off the shower tiles.
When she finally stopped contracting around me, I slid my fingers from her and turned off the ice-cold water. Pride and some sick sense of pleasure twisted through me at the thought of Brian hearing her from his room. Knowing that someone else was witnessing how she came apart for me.
I had Eve right where I wanted her. Now, I just needed to figure out how to keep her.
Dinner And A Show
Eve
“David!”Isquealed,throwingmy arms around his neck before I slid into the chair next to him. “I haven’t seen you since the wedding. Where have you been?”
“I’ve had performances every weekend. Where have you been?”
David was a former Julliard student who now performed in the Philharmonic. He was insanely talented, mastering every instrument he’d ever tried. He was the closest thing I’d seen to a prodigy.
“I’ve been rehearsing.”
“And banging Ben,” Brian tagged on from the kitchen, where he was making himself a sandwich. “He’s been keeping our girl very busy.”
