my hips thrust forward, searching out any kind of friction.
As always, he was there to give me what I wanted. When my hips came forward, his hand was already there. I let out a loud groan when his fingers slid into me, his thumb finding my clit and starting its circles around it.
On instinct, my own movements on him became more frenzied as he stoked the fire he’d lit deep inside me. Between the two of us, the air was filled with gasps, moans, and sighs of pleasure. We were both trying to keep it down, but eventually the only way to do that was for our mouths to come together once more.
We swallowed the other’s sounds as our hands kept up what they were doing. I didn’t know how long it took before I felt those familiar stirrings inside. My muscles tensed and Dane muttered whispered curses when he felt it.
“Yes, baby. That’s it,” he encouraged me once the cursing had stopped. “Come for me. I’m right there with you. Just let go for me, babe. Please let go for me.”
The edge of desperation in his voice let me know he really was right there with me. I stroked him a few more times before I felt his thighs quiver underneath mine. Just when I felt it, he pressed down on my clit and I went flying apart around his fingers.
“Dane!” I tried to keep my voice down, but I had no idea if I’d managed or not. My orgasm lit me up like a Christmas tree before it started subsiding and I felt him twitching in my grip.
When I finally managed to open my eyes, I found his screwed shut as his hips jerked and his lips parted. I swear, seeing him come will never get old.
I’d only just had one hell of an orgasm, but that look on his face had me desperately needing another. When he eventually looked at me again, he simply nodded his agreement. “Yeah, I also think it’s time for us to get back to your room.”
“We’re going to have to make a run for it,” I said. “We’re going to be dripping wet and there’s nothing we can really do to stop it.”
When I’d looked around earlier, I’d realized there were no towels or anything left up here overnight. Which meant making the dash back to our rooms soaking wet.
Dane winked at me, holding out his hand once he’d splashed some cool water on his face. “It was totally worth it, but let’s go.”
I linked my fingers with his, my heart skipping a beat like it did every time he held my hand for the last couple of days. We ended up squeezing the worst of the water out of our clothes and I tried to do the same with my hair, but we still left puddles everywhere and a pretty tell-tale trail all the way to my room.
Once we were safely locked inside, Dane kissed me soundly and proceeded to strip my sodden clothes off without stopping to look at what he was doing. He also managed to guide us to the bathroom at the same time.
I pulled his clothes off too, dropping them with heavy, splashy thuds on the tile floor while we waited in front of the shower. After he reached in to flick the tap to warm the water, he pulled me back into his arms and kissed me again until the entire bathroom was filled with steam.
The mood between us changed as we moved into the shower. It had been hungry and heated before and it was definitely still heated, but there was a tenderness to it now that hadn’t been there earlier.
There were lots of lingering touches and our eyes were almost always glued together. We lathered the other up in soap and rubbed each other’s muscles gently. It was almost impossible to believe that the man in the shower with me was the same guy I’d had a crush on all those years ago, but there was a familiarity to him that I couldn’t deny.
I also couldn’t deny that this had very quickly started feeling like a lot more than sex. If I didn’t know any better, I’d have thought that I was falling for him. Hook, line, and sinker.
No words were exchanged between us as we got out of the shower when we were done, toweling off in thick, fluffy hotel towels that we wrapped around ourselves on our way into the bedroom. Both