my feet and crushing me against him. “Your turn.”
He hauls me over his shoulder and snatches up the box of candy before striding into the bathroom.
“Wait—” I start to say, but he’s already turned the shower on and dropped me onto the bench. I squeal at the icy cold water. “Fuck! That’s freezing, Rook!” I snap as goosebumps prickle all up and down my body.
“Sorry, Sunrise,” he says, though he doesn’t look sorry at all.
I glare and cross my arms in front of my chest as he steps into the shower, stuffing a few packets of Pop Rocks onto the elevated stone shelf. “I’ll warm you up.”
He kneels down in front of me and takes my sopping wet shirt, pulling it over my head. He eyes my rock hard nipples. “Mmm. Cold looks good on you,” he says, plucking the distended peaks between his fingers. I hiss at the sensitivity that borders on pain.
“Up. I need these pants off,” he tells me.
My teeth are nearly chattering, but luckily, the water is slowly heating up. I stand, my hands going to my leggings, but he pushes them down before I can and tosses them in the corner of the shower where my shirt is already waiting.
His eyes roam over my chilled body. “You’re goddamn beautiful, do you know that?”
“I’m goddamn cold, actually,” I grumble, making him laugh.
“Ah, Sunrise. You need my mouth to warm you up?”
“Yes,” I gripe.
He grabs one of the packets, pouring the candy into his mouth, his eyes widening when he feels the popping start to blast against his tongue. He leans down, gathering my breasts into his hands like he’s offering them up to himself to feast on, and he closes his mouth over a cold, firm nipple, sucking lightly.
The heat of his mouth, the swirl of his tongue, and pops of the candy make a gasp slip out between my lips. “Oh.”
Rook feasts on my nipples, back and forth and back again, until my breasts are heavy under his attention, aching and needy. The popping adds a whole other element to the sensation, making me writhe beneath him. I need him. I need him so badly.
“Rook.”
“What do you need, Sunrise?” he asks, kissing a trail up between my breasts.
“You,” I say. “I need you inside me.”
“Not yet.”
“Rook…” I whine, and he bites me lightly on the collarbone.
“Be patient. You’ll get my cock when I’m ready. But I’m not done playing with you.”
He goes right back to his teasing ministrations, his scorching mouth mixing with the now-hot water that cascades over our bodies. Everywhere he licks and nibbles and kisses is like flint, casting off sparks along my nerves.
Slowly, he makes his way down.
So. Damn. Slowly.
When he’s made it to my belly button, I finally snap, growling at him as my tail wraps around his arm and tries to yank him all the way down to his knees. He chuckles, his own tail coming out to pull mine away. “Such a naughty mate, trying to rush me.”
“Stop teasing me!” I grouse, my tone needy and flustered.
Placing one last kiss on my navel, he finally drops down to his knees. “You need me, Sunrise?”
“Yes,” I groan. “Please.”
“Hand me that packet.”
I shake my head. I can’t handle that now. “It’ll be too much,” I tell him.
He cocks a brow and waits. Fucking stubborn cockatrice.
“Fine,” I say, snatching the packet and handing it to him.
“Good girl.” He rips the top off with his teeth and dumps the contents in. Lifting my right thigh to balance over his shoulder, he attacks. He goes straight for my clit, licking and sucking with the explosions going on in his mouth, and I explode right along with them.
So fast.
Like, embarrassingly fast.
My eyes grow as wide as saucers as the orgasm detonates through me. It’s as fast and intense as a firework, arcing up with a flare and then fizzling out. “Holy fuck. Oh shit. Goddamn,” I pant, rambling as my head drops back against the wall. “I totally get the Pop Rocks panties trend now. I could’ve made a fortune.”
I think Rook will stand up and get to business now that I’ve come, but I’m mistaken. A strangled choke of a breath whooshes out of me as Rook’s mouth closes over my clit again.
“No, no. It’s too sensitive, I can’t,” I tell him, my nerves still throbbing from that spectacular orgasm.
“You can,” he says. “You’re gonna come again on my mouth, and then I’m gonna bend you over and fuck you against the wall.”
Warmth