Grace nodded as she brazenly began stripping off her soaked clothes, tossing them onto the floor. Kilian was caught off-guard, his eyes widening, but he tried his best not to stare at her toned figure.
“Uh,” he sputtered, looking down at the floor, occasionally sneaking a furtive glance at Grace’s now nude body.
“What?” she replied expectantly, raising an eyebrow. “It isn’t like you haven’t seen me like this before. What’s with you?” She stepped towards the bathroom, opening the door and pausing in the doorway, turning to face him.
“N-nothing,” Kilian answered, trying to look as casual as possible. “Just took me by surprise a little.” He paused awkwardly as she tapped her fingers on the doorframe, as if waiting for him.
“Well, are you going to join me, or what?” she asked, gesturing towards the walk-in shower in the bathroom. “Look, I know we both need this.”
Kilian raised an eyebrow in response, smirking slightly at the invitation. “Well, since you put it so nicely, I guess I can’t refuse, huh?” He stood up and hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt and stripped before her, following her into the bathroom.
Grace stepped into the shower, gently taking Kilian by the hand, in a rare expression of vulnerability. “Hey,” she whispered sultrily, bringing a hand up to his neck and pulling him in for a sloppy kiss as she turned the shower faucet on.
The two of them relished the comforting sensation of the warm water and steam surrounding them, and Grace let out a soft moan as Kilian’s strong, rough hands pulled her closer. “Fuck,” he whispered as he released an entire day’s worth of tension as their bodies tangled together once more.
“That’s the idea,” she grinned, and jumped, wrapping her legs around his waist, allowing him to ease into her.
“God, you’re something else,” he groaned, and pressed her body hard against the wall, enjoying the way the hot water trickled down her body.
As they moved together against the shower wall, her fingers tangled in his damp hair, sending ripples of pleasure through his hard body.
“Harder,” she gasped, as he thrust hard inside her again.
Pulling himself from her, she stared in wide eyed surprise as he grasped her hips, and turned her around, pressing her body against the damp tile. He ran his hands down her wet back, and over her round bottom, giving it a gentle slap that echoed through the steamy bathroom.
“You have such a great ass, Grace,” he murmured as he cupped her, and ran his hard cock along her smooth skin, sending a shiver through her toned body.
“Thank you,” she moaned as he slid himself between her thighs, teasing her center with long slow strokes.
“I think I need a better view.” Pulling her hips from the wall, he bent her forward, her hands bracing against the shower wall, her long dark hair falling in curtains around her face.
He grinned down at the sight of her, and sliding a hand down her back, he eased himself inside her, watching himself disappear into her body. She gasped as she accepted the length of him, and as he pressed himself deep, his eyes rolled back in pleasure.
“Christ,” he groaned, and grasped her hips tightly as he moved out and jerked forward, a hard thrust that sent a slapping sound through the bathroom.
She let out a little whimper and threw her head back, “Again.”
Sliding his hand up her back, he fisted his hand in the back of her hair, and grasped tightly, angling her head so he could see her full lips parted.
“I want you to tell me what to do, Grace,” he murmured, his voice raw with desire, “Tell me what to do to you.”
He held tight as he thrust, and a gasp escaped her lips that sent shivers down his spine. He met her demands, moving hard and fast, watching his body move in and out of hers until he felt he’d go mad, until she begged.
Releasing her, her pulled her body against his as she leaned limp against him. He enjoyed the weight of her full breasts in his hands, her nipples hard under his fingers. As his hands roamed down her body, he slid his fingers inside. She’d come once, but he’d have her twice before the night was over.
As he moved within her, she slid her hands up his neck, tangling in the hair at the back of his neck. He moved her back toward the wall, but this time she faced him, and he pressed his lips to hers in a slow, romantic move that had her knees trembling, and when he slid himself back inside of her, they came together.
As Kilian cuddledup to Grace in bed later that night, the two of them still completely nude after their encounter together in the shower, he wrapped an arm around her midsection and breathed in the pleasant scent of her shampoo.
“I never expected this, that’s for sure,” he whispered to himself, gazing down at Grace’s slumbering form. She looked surprisingly blissful as she slept, and Kilian had to admit to himself he was beginning to fall for her, as much as he had tried not to.
20
“Grace,”Kilian called back to her. Why she was looking at a cloth at a time like this, he couldn’t say. She turned to look at him. “I’ve got us a boat. We should be going.”
She nodded and turned back to the woman who was showing her the cloth. A few more words were exchanged before she walked over to him empty-handed.
“Here,” he said, and handed her an oar for the boat.
