Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“I want you bare,” she whispered without any hesitation.
His cock pulsed at the thought of being inside her with nothing between them. “Then let’s get you rinsed off so I can fuck you properly on a nice, soft bed.”
He removed the handheld showerhead from the holder and let the spray chase away the last of the soap on her skin. The water splashed against her breasts, and she moaned softly as he continued along her abdomen, and lower still. Maneuvering his foot between hers, he pushed her legs apart and aimed the stream directly at her exposed clit.
Her entire body jerked at the contact, and she grabbed on to his biceps, her lips parting as she started to pant. “Drew…” Her head fell against the wall, and her eyes rolled back as he moved the showerhead in a rhythmic circular motion along her pussy, and against her clit.
“Do you like that?” he murmured, skimming his lips along her damp cheek, feeling her start to shake and unravel as her orgasm approached.
“Yes,” she whimpered, her hips canting toward the pressure of the spray. “Oh, God, please…”
He could have easily finished her off just like this, but he was greedy enough to want to make her come with his mouth. Just as she started to tremble, he removed the stream, causing her to cry out in protest, until he kneeled in front of her and replaced the sensation with the heat of his mouth, and the firm lick of his tongue along her slit.
Seemingly lost in pleasure, she slid one of her legs over his shoulder, spreading herself open even more, allowing him complete access to every intimate part of her. She dug her fingers into his hair and angled her hips to better fuck his mouth and tongue, and it was the hottest goddamn thing to watch her become this sensual creature who no longer held anything back.
He ate her like she was dessert, greedily, ravenously. The sinuous way she moved her lower body against his mouth, along with the sexy little sounds that escaped her throat, had his cock throbbing almost painfully. He reached down and wrapped his fingers tight around his length, instinctively stroking his aching dick in a tight grip. The more she writhed and gasped and then sobbed his name, the harder and faster he jerked himself off, until the tension in him was spiraling out of control.
She came with a high-pitched cry, every inch of her shuddering with the force of her release. He groaned against her pussy as his own orgasm slammed into him, driving the air from his lungs as he kept pumping his cock in a tight fist until there was nothing left to spill and the head was too sensitive to touch.
When it was over, they were both gasping for breath.
Georgia tried to stand up on both feet, but her knees seemed to buckle and with a soft laugh she slid down the shower wall until she was sitting on the floor in front of him. She had a sated smile on her flushed face, and when her gaze drifted down to the mess he’d made all over his hand, he gave her a wry grin.
“So much for fucking you on a bed the first time,” he said, shaking his head at his lack of control with her.
She bit her bottom lip. “Are we done?”
He chuckled as he picked up the showerhead to rinse them both off, again. “What have I unleashed?” he teased her, then made sure she knew that was just the beginning. “We’re not close to being done, but I do need a bit of recovery time.”
She exhaled a content sigh. “Well, that was…”
“So fucking hot,” he finished for her.
“Yeah.” She grinned as he playfully sprayed her breasts with water, her eyes sparkling mischievously as she leaned toward him and kissed him on the lips. “I think I like being bad.”
He groaned, because he liked her being bad, too.
Chapter Eight
Drew hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but after shower sex with Georgia, they’d gotten into the king-size bed together, she’d cuddled up to his side, and they’d both fallen fast asleep completely naked. No doubt from a combination of the long drive to the cabin, the wine, the hot tub, and of course, mutual orgasms guaranteed to relax them both.
He also didn’t expect to wake up the next morning to the arousing sensation of having his cock stroked by someone else’s hand, one that was soft and warm and explored his morning hard-on. Georgia’s hand.
His mind stirred along with his body, and he groaned, letting him know that this seduction wasn’t just an erotic dream, but reality. Still, he kept his eyes closed, enjoying the pleasurable sensations coursing through him. He felt a shift beside him on the bed, then lips touching down on his stomach before trailing slow, damp kisses down to join the hand on his dick.