Grabbing a towel and my toiletries, I headed for Trent’s bathroom. His lapdog wasn’t around, so I was safe for the moment. Undressing, I stepped under the hot spray, loving the soothing texture on my body. Ten minutes later, I exited the shower. Wrapping a towel around my body, I glanced up as the door opened. Hands in his jean’s pockets, Rayden leaned casually against the frame. His eyes raked a languid appraisal the length of my partially naked body.
“You shouldn’t be in here,” his low drawl followed with a lazy smirk.
Cocking my head to one side, I didn’t smile. Then, with my gaze locked on his, I slowly peeled the towel off my body, watching his green eyes turn dark with desire. A sly smile curved my lips as I walked toward him, watching his Adam's apple bob, a telltale hint that he wasn’t as unaffected by my boldness as he would’ve liked me to believe.
Rayden
ISTOOD ROOTED TO THEspot, my eyes riveted on Sianna’s sexy as fuck body. She made no move to cover herself. When she dropped her towel with a cheeky smile, my cock twitched and pressed against my zipper, ready to play. The inhibition I experienced that morning had made a quick exit, it seemed. I watched rivulets of water trickle from the tips of her hair that escaped the loose bun on top of her head and snaked down her body. My mouth watered. The up-style defined the long arch of her neck and emphasized her cheekbones. Fuck, she was stunning. A perfect body enhanced by beautiful firm breasts, luscious hips, and two gorgeously shaped legs meeting at the thighs by a shaven mound. I had the sudden urge to drop to my knees and lick every inch of her bronze skin.
One brow arched suggestively. She inserted a finger into her mouth, sucking slowly before trailing it in an unhurried path over her lips and down her chin. With her eyes on me, they locked my legs in place, and I could only stare, yet my palms itched to touch. Her finger rolled down her elegant neck and over the swell of her breasts, circling the hardened nipple. She pinched it playfully before pulling at the darkened bud. I swallowed.
“Fuck,” the curse slipped out. My cock tightened, almost painful in its greed to fuck. Holy fucking crap. It was a long time since I’d responded this way to a woman. Her cheeky playfulness a fucking turn-on of note.
Torn between asking her to cover up and standing there to stare, she took the decision out my hand when she neared me, her steps slow, almost sultry in its performance. She stopped in front of me. Her tongue snuck out to lick her lips while her finger traced mine. I inhaled on a shaky breath.
I should be stopping this. This wasn’t happening. Was it? She slipped her finger into my mouth then. So, fucking real. Rising onto her toes, she replaced her finger with her lips, planting the softest of kisses to the side of my lips. Her tongue followed, tracing the shape of my lips.Touch her.I waited for the kiss to deepen. Instead, she pulled back, and with a finger to my chest, she pushed lightly until I stepped back. Entranced, I wasn’t aware we’d been walking backward until the bed touched the back of my legs.
She splayed a hand across my chest. “No, Sianna,” I fucking croaked. Seriously.
Biting her bottom lip, she pushed against my chest until I dropped to the bed, and before I could respond, she was crawling up my body, her hand rubbing a heated path up my leg until she rolled over the crotch of my jeans.
“Jesus,” I muttered.
When her fingers worked at unbuckling my belt, I knew I should stop her. I didn’t. She pulled down my zipper, releasing my hard as fuck cock—more like bounced out as if in salvation. Sianna’s strokes were light before she pushed up my t-shirt, leaned forward, and placed gentle kisses on each of my defined abs. When I shuddered, her laughter vibrated over my skin as she trailed her tongue up my chest to ring a nipple, nipping lightly on one then the other. I groaned. She moved further up, along my neck, stopping on the way to nibble my chin until she reached my lips.
I gripped her hips in an attempt to guide her to where I needed her most. Laughing, she straddled me, pulled my hands off her hips, and placed them on either side of my head. What made me think she was reticent. The woman knew how to fuck with a man’s restraint. Holding my hands captive, the tip of her tongue rolled over my lips. Impatient, I lifted my head to capture her mouth. She pulled back with a chuckle, her blue eyes glinted with mischief. Bending forward again, she kissed my neck then rimmed the shape of my ear with her tongue. She sucked hard on the lobe.
“Fuck, Sianna,” I groaned, closing my eyes.
Drawing back, she held my gaze briefly before releasing my hands to slip down my body. This woman knew exactly how to make a man dance to her tune. I’d always been a man in control, but for some reason, I seemed to be losing myself around this blue-eyed beauty. Her slightest touch seized my thoughts, and I no longer cared about the reason not to let this happen. She slipped the head of my cock into her mouth, and I cursed. Her grip tight on the shaft, her tongue stroked the underside, making me harder. When she locked the head between her tongue and upper palate, sucking hard, I gripped her shoulders.
“Fuck.” My breathing sped as I tried to keep pace with her slow torture. I was so caught up in the moment, my eyes flew open when she released me and sat up.
Holding my gaze, she winked. “You’re tasty, but Trent’s all man.”
She was already off me and heading for the door before her words registered. “What the—” Stunned, I pushed up onto an elbow and stared at her receding back. “What the actual fuck.” I was too dumbfounded to form any coherent words. Did that seriously just happen? I glanced down at my hard cock. I wasn’t sure if I’d just been fucked in the nuts or kicked up the ass. Whichever the case, I felt the blow to both. So, Miss Prissy wasn’t so innocent after all. Jesus, I didn’t even know the woman, and I was already frustrated. Scowling, I stuffed my cock back into my jeans and stood. Oh, there was going to be hell to pay if it was the last thing I did before I left for home.
