I know I’m still gonna have to face and process how fucked up what happened tonight was. Fucking magical as my sunshine’s touch is, I know it’s not enough to make me forget for real.
But for right now? Yeah, it’s more than enough.
It’sperfect.
Somehow Jesse’s managed to get more soap in his hands, and he’s still washing me, sudsing me all down my sides as he kisses me so deep and desperate that it feels like he’s trying to crawl inside my body. And oh, but I’d let him if I could.
His hands slide between us, stroking over my stomach in these shivery-slow circles that have me legitimately shaking as my eyes fall closed. Every time his fingers brush against my cock where it’s trapped between us, my hips buck forward, and there’s no shutting down the moans I’m pouring into his mouth.
“Tris,” Jesse groans, pulling away from my lips with a wet sound when I give in and full-on rut against his body so my steel-hard shaft slips along the soapy softness of the crease of his thigh and alongside the stiff base of his cock.
“Tell me what you need,” he whispers, tracing his palms up over my ribs.
Fuuck, everything about him feels so damn good—
“You. I just need—”
I open my eyes and my brain short circuits. Whatever the hell I was going to say is gone. Just totally fucking gone.
Jesse's chest is heaving with his heavy breaths, and between how totally obviously turned on he is and the steamy-thick shower-warmed air, every inch of his body is the mostmouthwatering, most fucking edible blushey-pink; all damp and soft andmine.
Mine.
Fucking god, I love him—
“Tell me.”
The hot AF, growly sound of his voice legitimately turns whatever was left of my thoughts to mush, and there’s not a damn chance I’ll be able to answer. Not that it matters, ‘cause my sunshine can do whatever the hell he wants with me and I’ll fuckingloveit.
Pleasure jolts through me and my back arches right off the wall when his soap-slicked hands glide up to my nipples.
“Ohhhfuuck,” I gasp, and my head falls back against the wall when he uses his fingers to flick across the tight buds again. “More.”
He does it again, and again, slipping his leg in between my thighs, and there’s only one thing left in my brain as I fuck myself against him. “More.Mmnghf-fuck, sunshine, more—”
“Like this?” He leans lower, sucking at the skin just below my jaw. Andohhhthe way he drags the pads of his thumbs in those slow circles over my nipples.
It all feels so fucking good; the tingling ache spreading across my skin under his hot mouth, the electric thrill of the pleasure of his teasing touch, the building friction and pressure of my cock and balls along his thigh.
Knowing how much he loves this though? That he’s totally getting off on what he’s doing to me?
Fuck, I could come from that alone.
“You want me to make you come just like this, Tris?” Just like he’s read my damn mind.
He rocks against me, dropping his hips enough to drag hiscock up along the side of mine, andohhhh, the feel of his moan vibrating through me as he laves his tongue up the length of my throat.
Holy shit, but he knows how to make me leak and ache for him.
“Or like this?”
And then,ohhhfuckingyess, he’s dropping to his knees, shutting off the water as he goes down. He stares up at me with his hair all wet and ruffled, water dripping down over his face, as he sucks two fingers between his pink, kiss-swollen lips. A string of spit clings to those fucking perfect lips when he pulls his fingers away, and standing up from between his thighs, his thick cock twitches and bobs, all flushed and straining, justbeggingfor my touch.
Fuck, but the sight makes my ass clench with how bad I need him.
The first circle of his fingers over my hole sets my legs shaking, and when he teases my rim, slipping just the tip of one of them into me, I’m already so fucking ready that I don’t even try and stop myself from rocking back against his hand, bearing down so his fingers sink deep.
“F-fuuuck, Jesse—”
