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that when he finished with the water, he had no choice but to put his arms around her. She leaned up to kiss him, appreciating his quick smile before their lips met.
There were advantages to making love with someone like Cable. All Brianna's previous partners had been fairly fit, but not like this. Stamina and strength didn't play into the events of her past. She wrapped her arms around his neck, released the kiss so she didn't bruise his mouth—or her own—and jumped, wrapping her legs around his waist. He caught her easily with his hands under her thighs, without so much as adjusting a step. Brie moaned at this display of power and bent to kiss him again. Their tongues tangled languidly, Cable's a taste that was already so familiar to her. A thought flashed through her head, something about certainty of the future, but was gone before it fully formed.
She hefted herself a bit higher so her breasts were in front of his face. He leaned in, inhaling deeply, and wrapped his arms around her back to hold her in place. Then he just stood there, his eyes closed, his cheek resting on her chest. She stroked his hair.
"You smell good,” he murmured.
She pressed her nose to his hair. “So do you."
He tilted his head up and smiled at her. “You're getting impatient."
"I haven't said anything,” she protested, but wondered how he knew she wasn't really in the mood for cuddling.
"You don't have to. I can feel it.” He took her right nipple between his lips and tugged, and she felt an answering tug in her middle, followed by a quickening of her blood.
He held her up with one hand and began teasing her left breast with the other, while his mouth did amazing things on the right. Her breathing got quicker, and her grip loosened just enough for her body to slide a few inches down his.
Now his mouth caught hers again, his hand pinching her nipple harder, and his full erection prodded her. She realized she hadn't planned ahead very well.
"Condom,” she murmured, biting his earlobe while he attacked her neck.
"Drawer,” he muttered back, taking her mouth again.
Brianna was so hot now, she could barely see. Then she realized both could be attributed to the steam billowing through the room from the shower they were ignoring. She looked over her right shoulder to gauge the distance to the vanity drawer. Cable slid his hand up her slick spine and nibbled at her left shoulder. She shuddered.
"Don't move,” she ordered, leaning back. She tightened her thighs around his hips, trapping his erection between them. It stroked her and she gasped. Cable gripped her hips, still not moving his braced feet, and rubbed harder against her.
Gritting her teeth, Brianna leaned further away from him and snagged the round knob of the drawer with her fingertips. It slid open easily, but the box of condoms was toward the back, amidst a jumble of tooth stuff, clippers, loose cotton swabs, Band-Aids, and who knew what else. She shook the drawer forward and back, trying to make the box shift toward her. She felt the vibration of Cable's chuckle against her legs and tightened them, making him inhale sharply.
"I can move closer,” he said.
"Don't you dare.” She stretched her right arm, making her shoulder pop—that would probably hurt tomorrow—and grabbed the box. Tightening her abs, she pulled herself upright with a triumphant grin.
"Okay, how are we going to put it on?"
"We'll manage.” Brianna selected a square package from the box and tossed the box to the counter. She was delighted that Cable was going along with her silliness, knowing without her telling him that she wanted to do this whole thing standing in one place. Okay, with him standing in one place, her climbing all over him.
Putting the condom on was going to be a challenge. But Cable was showing no signs of weakening. In fact, while she tried to tear the foil packet with her teeth, he let go of her with one hand and used that hand to make sure she stayed prepared for him. Just
There were advantages to making love with someone like Cable. All Brianna's previous partners had been fairly fit, but not like this. Stamina and strength didn't play into the events of her past. She wrapped her arms around his neck, released the kiss so she didn't bruise his mouth—or her own—and jumped, wrapping her legs around his waist. He caught her easily with his hands under her thighs, without so much as adjusting a step. Brie moaned at this display of power and bent to kiss him again. Their tongues tangled languidly, Cable's a taste that was already so familiar to her. A thought flashed through her head, something about certainty of the future, but was gone before it fully formed.
She hefted herself a bit higher so her breasts were in front of his face. He leaned in, inhaling deeply, and wrapped his arms around her back to hold her in place. Then he just stood there, his eyes closed, his cheek resting on her chest. She stroked his hair.
"You smell good,” he murmured.
She pressed her nose to his hair. “So do you."
He tilted his head up and smiled at her. “You're getting impatient."
"I haven't said anything,” she protested, but wondered how he knew she wasn't really in the mood for cuddling.
"You don't have to. I can feel it.” He took her right nipple between his lips and tugged, and she felt an answering tug in her middle, followed by a quickening of her blood.
He held her up with one hand and began teasing her left breast with the other, while his mouth did amazing things on the right. Her breathing got quicker, and her grip loosened just enough for her body to slide a few inches down his.
Now his mouth caught hers again, his hand pinching her nipple harder, and his full erection prodded her. She realized she hadn't planned ahead very well.
"Condom,” she murmured, biting his earlobe while he attacked her neck.
"Drawer,” he muttered back, taking her mouth again.
Brianna was so hot now, she could barely see. Then she realized both could be attributed to the steam billowing through the room from the shower they were ignoring. She looked over her right shoulder to gauge the distance to the vanity drawer. Cable slid his hand up her slick spine and nibbled at her left shoulder. She shuddered.
"Don't move,” she ordered, leaning back. She tightened her thighs around his hips, trapping his erection between them. It stroked her and she gasped. Cable gripped her hips, still not moving his braced feet, and rubbed harder against her.
Gritting her teeth, Brianna leaned further away from him and snagged the round knob of the drawer with her fingertips. It slid open easily, but the box of condoms was toward the back, amidst a jumble of tooth stuff, clippers, loose cotton swabs, Band-Aids, and who knew what else. She shook the drawer forward and back, trying to make the box shift toward her. She felt the vibration of Cable's chuckle against her legs and tightened them, making him inhale sharply.
"I can move closer,” he said.
"Don't you dare.” She stretched her right arm, making her shoulder pop—that would probably hurt tomorrow—and grabbed the box. Tightening her abs, she pulled herself upright with a triumphant grin.
"Okay, how are we going to put it on?"
"We'll manage.” Brianna selected a square package from the box and tossed the box to the counter. She was delighted that Cable was going along with her silliness, knowing without her telling him that she wanted to do this whole thing standing in one place. Okay, with him standing in one place, her climbing all over him.
Putting the condom on was going to be a challenge. But Cable was showing no signs of weakening. In fact, while she tried to tear the foil packet with her teeth, he let go of her with one hand and used that hand to make sure she stayed prepared for him. Just
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