Take the Chance (Top Shelf Romance #9) - Brittainy Cherry Page 0,277

of the tub, she looked up at me and splashed the bubbles. “Come and play.”

Somehow I managed to get in without falling, and we spent the next five minutes scrubbing up and rinsing off with some kind of fancy shower gel she’d also brought from home. It smelled delicious, just like her skin, but I couldn’t resist giving her a hard time. “I’m going to smell like a girl tomorrow. What’s the matter with plain old manly bar soap?”

She frowned. “It’s not good for your skin.”

“Oh.” I started washing my hair with the gel and she looked appalled.

“Jack! That isn’t shampoo!”

“What difference does it make? It made suds. I’m sure my hair is getting clean.”

She reached for a bottle on the tub ledge. “Rinse that out. I’ll do it.”

I rolled my eyes but let her wash my hair with her fancy shampoo, which frankly didn’t even foam up as well as whatever cheap shit I had in my shower. I told her so.

Sighing with exaggerated patience, she began to massage my scalp. “That is because your cheap shampoo has chemicals in it called sulfates that make it suds up. Frankly, I’m surprised at you, Jack. You know about avoiding chemicals in your food but you don’t pay any attention to them in your skin and hair care products?”

I could hardly speak, her fingers on my head felt so fucking good. Every nerve ending in my body tingled, and my cock started to swell. I might have moaned.

“OK, turn around and tip your head back.”

I had to stand up to turn around, and she started to giggle.

“What?”

“Your…” She pointed at my dick, which stuck straight out at her and was covered in foamy white bubbles. “It looks so funny.”

I stuck my hands on my hip. “For fuck’s sake, Margot. You can say dick. Just don’t say it looks funny.”

“I’m sorry,” she said, laughing uncontrollably. “But I just never pictured you like this—standing in my tub all covered in lavender bubbles with half a hard-on—oh, God.” She shook her head and tried to compose herself while I stared her down.

“I’m going to remember this when we’re deep in the woods.” Turning around, I sat down again and tipped my head back.

“No! I’m sorry. Don’t torture me in the woods.” She used a cup to pour water over my head, rinsing off the shampoo. “There. Now stand up again.”

“Why? So you can laugh at me some more?” But I stood and faced her, making sure this time there were no lingering bubbles on my junk.

“No.” Scrambling to her knees, she slid her hands up my legs. “I’m sorry.” She kissed my right thigh. “Your dick isn’t funny.” She kissed my left. “It’s very serious.” She kissed the tip of my cock, making it jump like it wanted to kiss her back. “It’s perfect.”

My breath caught when I felt her tongue on me—soft, sweet little licks that made my insides quiver and leg muscles tighten. I was fully hard in seconds, and she ran her tongue from bottom to tip. Good fucking God, it had been so long…

I glanced down to see her look up and smile at me, that naughty little grin that always proved to be my undoing. “My turn.”

“Your turn to what?” I managed as she took me in her hands, angling my dick toward her mouth.

“To taste you.” She swirled her tongue around the tip. “To drive you crazy.” She took the head between her lips, sucked gently. “To make you come with my mouth.”

I groaned as her lips moved down my shaft, half my cock disappearing inside her mouth before she pulled back. Then she did it again, and again, never sucking too hard, never moving too fast, never making any sound.

Her tongue felt incredible on me, her mouth was hot and wet, and I loved the way she kept her hands on what she couldn’t get in her mouth, but Margot was giving the most polite blowjob I’d ever had.

In contrast to the way she moved during sex, it almost seemed like she was scared of hurting me. Or maybe she was scared of being hurt. A girl like Margot probably hadn’t done this very much. Maybe she didn’t even like it and was only offering to please me.

Well, fuck—now what should I do?

My hands slid into her hair, and I forced myself to maintain control, to hold back, but every instinct in my body wanted to take over.

No, asshole! Let her be in charge! Just because she