Remembering the way she moved, the way she tasted, the sounds she made when she came had me aching all over again.My hand was on the tap, prepared to turn the water ice-cold to get my dick under control, when the curtain shifted.
Maya stepped into the tub, and my jaw dropped.
I had seen her last night, of course, but that was in bed, in a darkened room.That was altogether different from this.Her dark rose-tipped nipples, her soft and generous curves, her lush thighs, the curve of her stomach, the dip of her waist leading to the delicious flare of her ample hips, everything about her was perfect.I greedily devoured every inch of her with my gaze.And yet, her golden eyes looked anywhere but at me.
“Hey,” she murmured, worrying at her bottom lip, arms crossed over her stomach.“Is this okay?”
I grabbed her wrist, pulling until she was flush against me, my achingly hard cock prodding her soft belly.“Better than okay.”I dipped my head, stealing a kiss.“I was beginning to worry that you didn’t want to join me.”
“I wasn’t sure you really wanted me to,” she said, her voice hesitant.She bit her lip again, glancing down between us, her eyes widening when she saw the effect she was having on me.“I had a pretty vicious internal battle going on before I finally told myself to shut up and get in here.”
A laugh rumbled through my chest.“Never doubt that I want you with me.Especially if you’ll be naked.”Patting her ass, I grinned, and added, “And that goes double if we’llbothbe naked.”
She chuckled, relaxing further.Reaching past her, I grabbed the puffy sponge thing that all women seem to have in the shower and squeezed a generous amount of body wash onto it.
“Turn around.”I nudged her shoulder, my voice dropping.“Let me wash you before we end up dirtier than when we got in here.”
It was only a matter of moments before the sponge was forgotten.Instead, my hands glided over her soapy skin.I worked her sweet, pebbled nipples, rolling them between my fingers as my dick throbbed against the small of her back.Her breathy gasps had my dick straining to get closer.
I stooped to nip and suck at her neck while my hand travelled further down, fingers sliding between her thighs—andholy fuck,she was so slick.
“Jesus, Maya,” I groaned.“You’ll be the death of me.”My grip on her hip tightened as I traced lazy circles around her clit.“I love touching you.”
She whimpered, her thighs trembling as I stroked her, edged her closer with teasing fingers, drew out her pleasure, singularly focused on making her scream.I was desperate to hear my name on her lips when she came.She didn’t come, though.Instead, she spun around in my arms, her wet body slipping against mine.
She gazed up at me with her molten gold eyes dark and blazing with need.She grabbed my wrist, guiding my hand back between her thighs, but she didn’t stop there.Instead, she reached past my hand and slid her fingers through her own wetness before wrapping her hand around my cock.
“Keep going,” she whispered, her lips brushing mine.“Don’t stop.”
Fuck.Yes, please.
My fingers moved faster, curling inside her, andshit—I stumbled when her grip on me tightened, stroking root to tip, the slickness of her arousal on her fingers making each pump of her fist hotter, filthier.
She was so damn perfect.
My balls pulled tight, unrelenting pressure coiled in my spine.
“I’m so close, Liam,” she breathed, her voice strained.“Please.Don’t stop.”
I crushed my mouth to hers, kissing her hard, swallowing the little whimper she made as I worked her clit, my fingers sliding, circling, coaxing her over the edge.
Her hand never stopped pumping, twisting, gripping me just right, until my entire body locked and I groaned into her mouth, spilling my release over her hand.
“Fuck yes,” I panted, my forehead dropping to hers.“Fuck yes, fuck yes.”
Before the water could cool, I tugged her under the spray, rinsing the evidence of my orgasm from her hands.The shower drowned out the sounds of our ragged breaths as we made quick work of washing each other.
Standing at the sink afterward, Maya handed me a spare toothbrush.Together we brushed our teeth side by side in the cramped bathroom.The mirror showed two grinning fools, both still flushed from our shower escapade.
I’d never done anything as intimate as brushing my teeth with a woman before.A strange yearning crept in as I imagined future mornings spent exactly like this.My heart squeezed as a warm sense of longing settled deep in my chest.I could spend the rest of my life brushing my teeth next to this woman.
“I’m starving,” Maya announced, breaking the silence.“But I know I don’t have the energy to cook after that, and I don’t think you do either.Should we get breakfast at the diner?”
The casual invitation made my heart ache in the best way.She wanted me to go with her, like we did this all the time.I nodded, following her back to the bedroom, still reeling.
While I dressed in last night’s clothes, Maya dressed in a fresh pair of leggings and another of her novelty t-shirts.This one declared,Today is a great day to read a book, not that I paid much attention to it.Her leggings bordered on obscenely tight, hugging every soft, mouthwatering curve, and her ass had me mesmerized.A groan slipped free before I could stop it.
“Are you trying to kill me?”I grabbed her hand, tugging her body flush against mine.
