as responsive, but holy damn! She’d met this man less than two days ago and she was ready to climb up his body and impale herself on his very impressive cock.
Without warning, he turned her to face him again, cradled her face in his hands and took her mouth in a kiss so voracious it stole every bit of her breath. His tongue swept inside, dueling with hers, tasting every inch of her mouth. When she closed her teeth gently over his tongue, his moan vibrated through her body. With obvious reluctance, he pulled his head back.
“Jesus! You are…incredible.”
“You, too,” she whispered.
He adjusted the shower head so it sprayed directly on her, washing away the soap he’d lathered all over her body. Isn’t he going to finish what he started? She could hardly stand up, she was so ready to explode.
Without saying another word, he nudged her legs apart and slid his fingers into her again.
Oh, thank god!
She closed her eyes, ready to give herself over to what was building.
“Look at me, Peyton,” he growled. “Open your eyes.”
When she did, she saw a hunger burning in his that matched her own. Whatever he saw in hers, he increased the rhythm and pressure of his strokes. More. Harder. Faster. He curled his fingers at just the right angle to increase her need. She dug her fingers into his arms, holding on for dear life as the orgasm raced up from inside her and exploded with incredible force.
Her inner walls clamped down on his fingers inside her at the pressure of his thumb on her clit, and she rode them with a fierce fury as she spasmed again and again. He kept up the steady movement until the last tremor subsided and she collapsed against him, unable to stand by herself anymore.
“Easy,” he whispered. “I’ve got you.”
He held her tightly against his big, hard body, one arm banded around her, his other hand stroking her gently as the last of the orgasm faded away.
Peyton looked up at him, every bone in her body feeling like liquid. He cupped her jaw and pressed soft kisses to her mouth.
“We’re not even close to being finished.” He grinned. “I hope you know that.”
“I think I might need a minute to catch my breath.” Her laugh sounded thready even to her own ears. “And I didn’t get to take care of you.”
“Oh, well.” His grin was lecherous. “Don’t even think we’re done here. But I don’t want you to waste your energy soaping my body. I have other uses for it.”
He opened the shower door, lifted her out and grabbed a towel from one of the heated racks. When he had wrapped her in it securely, he sat her on a padded bench in front of the vanity. She had never felt so coddled in her life.
“Just give me a minute. Don’t go anywhere.”
Peyton’s laugh was unsteady. “Don’t worry. I couldn’t move if I tried.”
What the fuck am I doing?
It ran through Blaze’s brain in a never-ending cycle as he soaped his body and rinsed off. He should have turned the case down. His brain had kept telling him that the moment he met Peyton West. It had kept shrieking it louder and louder during the plane ride and had nearly done him in when they’d said goodbye after the meeting. And when he’d seen her today, he’d known he was going to do something he hoped he didn’t regret. He certainly couldn’t discuss it with his partners, although the way Viper had looked at him tonight, he was sure it wasn’t as hidden as he thought.
One thing he knew for sure. Touching her body everywhere, bringing her to orgasm with his hand, beat anything he could remember since he was sixteen. She was so soft yet firm in the right places. And responsive. Holy fucking shit! He’d been determined that their shower together would be all about her, but now he was left with a boner that could poke a hole in the wall.
And that thought made him rinse off quickly, turn off the shower and step out. Peyton was sitting on the bench where he’d placed her, still wrapped in the big towel, but she’d pulled a smaller one from a rack and was drying her hair.
“Sorry about the lack of a dryer,” he told her again.
“No problem. I’m good at improvising.”
She looked at him and grinned, and every part of his body turned warm. He hung up his towel, lifted her to her