open again, water droplets shining from her lashes like diamonds. “That felt amazing, but we’ve waited long enough. Take me to bed, Lucas.”
He slapped a hand against the side of the shower stall to steady himself.
No. No, he wouldn’t rush this first time. “I was told we had to get clean first. And that’s what we’re going to do.”
“But I—”
So he lowered his head and kissed her while he turned the soap between his palms. His tongue played with hers, the wet heat of their mouths echoed in the steamy bathroom. While she was too busy to protest further, he began running his hands across her soft shoulders, down her long arms, and over her back. Along the way, he dug in his fingers as he’d felt his physio do millions of times, in hopes he could help ease any soreness.
She made a noise in her throat, a kind of strangled moan, and he smiled against her mouth. As he took her lower lip between his and suckled it, he soaped his hands again.
Under her arms and along her sides, she was a little ticklish, and he made a mental note of specific spots for future torment. Then he finally got to cup that bountiful, beautiful ass of hers, and it slipped beneath his hands like silk. When he squeezed her there possessively, her thighs parted, and he nestled his leg between them.
Given his height and the small stall, soaping her strong, curvy legs proved a challenge, but he did it half-kneeling on the floor, the drain digging into his knee.
It hurt. But at his current level, he had possibly the world’s best view. Amazing breasts above, lovely legs below, and just in front of him, peeking out pink and slick beneath her dark curls—
Her hand lowered to cover those curls. “I appreciate the thought, Lucas, believe me. But my knee won’t let me do anything too acrobatic in here. Also, if I fell, I’m pretty sure I’d kill us both.”
No matter. They’d have plenty of time in bed for him to get his mouth on her, and in the meantime…
“No need for anything complicated.” He managed to rise to his feet without jostling her too much. “Just lean against the wall and relax.”
The lines between her brows smoothed. “If I’m reading your expression correctly, please know I’m completely on board with what you have planned.”
“You’re reading my expression correctly,” he told her.
Her lips yielded beneath his, and he sucked her tongue into his mouth while he soaped up his hands again. Then he was nudging her legs a little further apart. Not enough to cause her discomfort while holding the position, but enough to give him room to work.
She was slick and hot and smooth, and her clit swelled beneath his touch as she arched against his hand. He toyed with her folds, letting the water, the soap, and her own wetness make the movements easy and light. Then, with two fingers, he opened her to the spray of the water, and she gasped and trembled as he rinsed her clean.
No soap left to irritate her delicate skin. Now he could really play.
He’d washed away her natural moisture, but he had no problem working to bring it back. While he scattered little bites down the side of her neck, he rounded her clit in a steady, slow circle. Again and again, until she was moaning and grinding against his hand.
She’d become slick again, and he sank two fingers inside her, rubbing and trying to find the angle that made her whimper.
There. She was clutching him now, her short nails digging into his back as he braced her against the shower wall with his weight. After one last slide of his fingers inside her, he returned to her clit, and she cried out.
With one hand, he found her nipple, brushing his thumb back and forth over the beaded tip. With the other, he kept up that same easy glide, around and around her clit, letting her rub herself against him for more pressure as she tensed and began to pant.
Not too long now. He lifted his head and watched her face, the way her delicate eyelids drifted shut and her lips parted and her breath came in little puffs. The way she lost herself in pleasure at his touch.
He pinched her nipple lightly. And with a high, loud keen, she came against his hand, her head falling back as her thighs shook and her fingers bit deep into his skin.