Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 92743 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92743 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
“Don’t apologize,” she says, cupping my face in her hands. “We ended up where we needed to be. Sometimes you have to fight a little to work things out.” She bites her lip, moaning softly as she rocks against my cock, pinned between our now naked bodies. “And I think making up is going to be a lot of fun.”
“The most fun. We should get in while the water’s running. I have a plan.”
Her brows lift. “A plan?”
I nod toward the tub. “Get in. I just need to grab something from my bag, and I’ll join you.”
Fetching the silicone lube and condoms from my suitcase on the stand by the wall—water sex is always better with a waterproof lube—I return to find her stretched out against the back of the tub, already flushed pink and looking good enough to eat.
“You are so damned sexy,” I say, setting the lube and protection within easy reach.
“You, too,” she says, scooting forward to make room for me as I step into the water and settle myself behind her. She reaches back, caressing my swollen cock. “Getting you turned on is one of my favorite things in the entire world.”
“Same.” I kiss her shoulder as my hands return to her breasts, rolling her tight nipples lightly between my fingers. “Ever used water as a vibrator before?”
Breath coming faster, she digs her hands into my thighs beneath the still shallow water. “As a vibrator? You mean…”
“Yes,” I assure her. “Want to try it?” I pinch her nipples, making her squirm against me.
“I guess,” she says, sounding a little uncertain.
But I’m confident she’ll change her mind once she feels the water flowing over her clit while I finger her into an orgasm she won’t forget.
“We’ll try it. If you don’t like it, you know what to say.”
“Eggplant,” she says, arching into my touch as I continue to tease her nipples.
“That’s right.” I reach over, testing the water. “Is that too hot?”
She extends her foot, letting the water flow over her toes. “No, it’s fine.”
“Good, just lie back against me. Let me do all the work.” I glide my hands lower, hooking my hands beneath her knees. I spread her wide as I shift forward, until her calves are dangling over the end of the tub and the water is flowing between her thighs.
Crossing my legs for better leverage—and to fit beneath the faucet—I shift forward that final inch.
The moment the water hits her clit, Sully stiffens with a gasp. But a beat later, her head is thrown back, resting on my shoulder as she wiggles her hips beneath the stream.
“Holy shit,” she says, her breath already coming in shallow pants. “Oh my God, I’m going to come so fast. So crazy fast.”
“Not yet,” I say, reaching between her thighs, blocking some of the spray with my hand as I slide two fingers inside her. She groans and her head falls farther back as she puts herself in my control with a trust that humbles me.
My beautiful, sexy girl. She’s come a long way since losing her virginity a week ago.
Which reminds me…
“You know what makes me really crazy? Thinking about another man fucking you,” I whisper as I finger her slick pussy, still shielding her clit from the majority of the water, wanting to draw this out for her. For both of us. “Even that first night, thinking about Mark having his hands on you… It made me want to hunt him down and toss him into the sea without a life jacket.”
“I don’t want anyone else’s hands on me,” she pants, thrusting against me as I push my fingers deeper, curling against her inner walls as I rock back out again. “God, Weaver. You make me crazy. I want to do everything with you.”
“Everything?” I drop my other hand under the water, teasing the tight ring of her ass.
She sucks in a breath, but doesn’t stiffen as I apply pressure. Instead, she turns her head to kiss my cheek before whispering, “Everything.”
I pull back, reaching for the lube. Spreading a good amount on my finger, I lift my hips, leveraging her higher in the water before returning my finger to her tightly puckered ring. “Just relax,” I say, teasing at her sensitive flesh as I continue to finger her pussy, shielding her almost completely from the spray. I don’t want to overwhelm her with too much sensation, too soon. “And tell me if you want me to stop.”
I breach her entrance, and she tenses for a beat, before exhaling a ragged breath. “Weaver…”
“Yes, beautiful?” I say, finding a slow, sensual rhythm, penetrating her with both hands as she opens for me like a flower.
“I… I’m…” She trembles against me, gripping my knees beneath the water as her breath comes faster.
“Not yet, don’t come yet, sweetheart. Not until I tell you to come for me,” I say, fucking her a little faster, a little deeper. “I want you to feel this first.” I move my hand, letting some of the water pour over her clit.