Page 36 of Warrior Unraveled

He lifted one foot on his knee and worked the soap over her foot and leg, sliding upward to her thigh in long strokes. God, it felt good touching her, exploring her body. He did the same with the other leg, before he rinsed the soap off her thoroughly.

“Turn around,” he murmured. “I’ll do your back.”

He watched her silhouette turn and began to run his soapy hands over her back, under her arms, and then followed the curves of her body down to the soft swells of her ass.

Fuck, was the water getting hotter?

His cock sprang to full height.

He ran both hands down her ass, more caressing than washing her. A sigh came from her and he brought his face next to hers.

“You know what I want, don’t you?”

“You were pretty open about that.” There was a husky undertone in her voice he hadn’t heard previously.

“Just want to make sure you don’t get any bad surprises.” He turned her so her back was under the showerhead, raining down on her. “Now to the best parts.”

He reached for the soap again, foaming up his hands once more.

He slid his palms over her breasts, the foam giving him a better view of their shape. An involuntary groan left his lips. Virginia’s nipples were hard.

“I never imagined that touching you like this, without really seeing you, would be so hot.” He’d always been a visual guy, had always had the lights on during sex so he could look his fill. But this, seeing Virginia’s body only as an outline, as a mere sketch, fired up his imagination and made him hornier than he’d ever been.

“I like the way you touch me,” she replied and placed her hands onto his. “But you’re not quite done.” Slowly she pushed his hands down to slide off her breasts, over her torso and her stomach.

“You’re right, I’ve got a job to finish, haven’t I?”

He let one hand glide over her triangle of curls, then delve between her legs. He rubbed his soap-covered fingers over her sex, gently and slowly, washing her there too.

She gripped his biceps then, holding on to him, a moan tumbling from her lips. “Oh.”

“Yes, let’s get the soap off you, and then I’ll take care of you.” Because he’d used up all his patience. What he needed now was to get inside of Virginia.

Reluctantly, he took his hand from her, then used both hands to scoop clean water over her to rinse her breasts and sex.

He turned off the showerhead, then pivoted to reach for the towel that hung just outside the shower. He wasn’t fast enough. Virginia pressed him against the tile wall and dropped down to her knees. Her outline was barely visible now that she was free of soap, and most of the water had pearled off her. Still he couldn’t take his eyes off the little he could see.

One hand she braced on his thigh, with the other she reached for his cock. He felt her soft fingers wrap around his root, and he sucked in a trembling breath. Every thought in his brain vanished, except for one: Virginia was about to blow him.