I moved against him, his erection pressing between my legs as he grabbed onto my ass and squeezed.
“Fuck, I’ve wanted this for so long. Why didn’t you tell me to get my head out of my ass sooner?”
“You weren’t ready to hear it.” I stood and held out my hand. “I want to run my tongue and lips over every inch of your body, but you kind of ripped out a lot of throats today.”
“Are you disgusted?” He didn’t take my hand as he looked up at me.
I untied my robe, letting it fall open. His eyes darkened as he watched it drop to the floor. His hand went to his cock, and he began stroking himself in long, firm pulls. I bit my lip as his thumb flicked at the piercing at the head.
“Do I look disgusted with you?”
“Fuck, Peanut. Come here.” When I didn’t move, he let out a growl. “I don’t need a shower to eat your pussy.”
I backed up toward the shower, a smile playing at the corner of my lips. He moved to his knees and crawled toward me, grabbing me around the back of my thighs and pulling me to him.
He buried his face between my legs, his beard scratching my sensitive skin, making every nerve ending sing. His lips closed over my clit, and the heat of his mouth was instant and overwhelming. He sucked hard, drawing it between histeeth with just enough pressure to make my knees buckle, and then swirled his tongue around it in slow, deliberate circles that left me gasping.
He lifted one of my legs over his shoulder without breaking contact, adjusting the angle so he could get closer. The shift opened me up to him completely, leaving me exposed in the best possible way.
I leaned against the glass door of the shower, the cool surface a stark contrast to the fire building inside me. My fingers tangled in his hair, gripping tight as I let him do what I had only fantasized about.
One of his fingers ran along my slit, gathering the wetness there, and I groaned at the teasing touch. “Fuck, Nico. Don’t tease.”
He didn’t answer with words, just pushed two fingers inside me. The stretch was perfect and made my toes curl against the floor.
“Sweet hell serpents, yes.”
I moved my hips, rolling them against his face, and he made low, growling noises against my clit that vibrated through me. The sound was primal and hungry, like he couldn’t get enough and wanted to devour every part of me. His fingers worked in and out of me, curling to hit that spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids.
I wasn’t going to last long at the rate he was going. My body was humming with my impending release, every muscle tensing in anticipation. The pleasure coiled tighter and tighter in my core.
I didn’t want to fight it or hold back.
Not with him. Not anymore.
“I’m going to come.” I gasped as he added a third finger, the stretch making my eyes roll back. “Nico!”
I shattered into a thousand pieces as he sucked my clit between his lips and growled against me, the vibrationrolling through my core like thunder. My vision went white at the edges, everything narrowing down to the hot pulse of pleasure radiating outward from where his mouth and fingers worked me through it.
I grabbed his hair with both hands, pulling him harder against me as I rode the waves of my orgasm. I was probably being too rough and demanding, but he seemed more than happy to let me use him however I needed.
Finally, when it became too much, I had to push his head away with shaking hands. My leg was still draped over his shoulder, and I wasn’t entirely sure I could stand on my own if he let go.
He pulled back slowly, pressing one last soft kiss to my inner thigh before looking up at me. His beard was wet, his lips swollen and red, and his expression was pure male satisfaction.
He grinned up at me. “Get your ass in that shower.”
I opened the door and got in on wobbly legs. My fingers felt tingly as I stepped under the warm spray.
Nico stepped in behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and bringing his mouth to my ear. “I can’t wait to be buried inside you.”
I shivered and tilted my head to the side so he could kiss along my neck. “Let me wash you first.”
He groaned and nipped my neck before stepping away. I turned and did a slow sweep of his magnificent body. I could spend all day exploring his tattoos with my fingers and mouth.
But that would have to wait until we weren’t fighting for our lives.
I grabbed the bar of soap and brought it to my nose. It had no smell, and I was tempted to go grab a bar from my bag. I lathered up my hands and began with his pecs, circling my fingers over his nipples.
