think your hand likes it there, too. Your hand is becoming mischievous, just like mine. I think they should play together and see how bad they can get…don’t you think so?”
I had to admit, I liked my hand there maybe too much, but I couldn’t speak. Oh God, oh God. I had to calm down. I buried my face into his chest so I wouldn’t have to look at him, not to mention my stinky morning breath.
“Did you have a pleasant dream?” His tone was sincere yet playful.
I nodded, rubbing myself further into his chest and that was my answer. Finally letting go of my hand, he hovered over me, a blaze of heat shuddered down, practically curling my toes. The only barrier between us was a pair of thin silk shorts and a loose pajama top I had bought from Victoria’s Secret. Just his body over mine was enough to obliterate me and I quivered from want.
“Open your eyes, Jenna. Don’t be shy. You’re beautiful,” he said softly, slipping his hands to my cheeks.
He embarrassed me when he said things like that, but I managed to open my eyes, and gave him an innocent smile. “Good morning,” I murmured, trying to keep my breath to myself, if that was possible, while his lips lingered over mine.
Max looked beyond good for this early in the morning, way too sexy. I wanted to run my fingers through his disheveled hair, but I stopped myself.
“Good morning, sunshine.” His eyes were drunk with blissfulness and yearning as he stared back at me. He glowed from the sunlight that seeped through the window, perfectly outlining his body, looking like a mirage. Lost in his eyes, I sunk deeply into the mattress.
Purposely rubbing his hardness against me, his lips traced up my neck. “Do you want me inside you?” His hot breath scalded my ear, sending scorching fire straight between my legs and spreading through every fiber of my being.
As my nipples hardened, moaning sounds escaped my mouth. Unexpectedly, Max placed both of his hands around my waist, scooping me up into his arms.
“Where are we going?” I asked, breathlessly.
“To the shower, babe, a nice long, hot shower; and I’m not talking about the temperature. I’m going to wake you up. We need to get ready for work.”
Oh shoot! I had forgotten about work. My eyes shot open, wide and alert from the reality of his words. Max must have felt my body tense.
“Don’t worry. We have plenty of time to get to work now that you’re working with my brother. But don’t let him boss you around, or else I’ll have some serious ass kicking to do.”
Gently, he placed me down so my feet touched the cold marble of the shower floor. There were two separate shower heads, and though we were standing in the middle, the water spouting out from both sides still didn’t touch us.
After he tested the temperature, he stripped us both naked and pulled me into his chest under one spout. The warmth from the water and having Max’s strong hands gliding over my back completely dissolved me. We had showered together many times, but it didn’t matter; I was just as shy as the first time.
Max poured the shampoo on my hair and started to massage my scalp. The feeling was soothing and relaxing. I was lost in his touch but the smell of lavender filling my nose, awakened me. Shifting my body, my back was to his chest. He tilted my head and rinsed my hair. Then, he poured liquid soap into his hands and started lathering my neck, massaging my shoulders, and trailing down to my breasts. He glided down my stomach, around my butt, slowly sliding down my legs…gently, feather light, causing all sorts of hyper sensations.
The whole time his hands explored my body, my knees wanted to give out. Every muscle felt like jelly, and I could not control the urge any longer. Turning around, I slammed my mouth into his, taking in some water. As our tongues swirled and tasted each other, my hands ran over his hard chest, around his broad shoulders, and down his back. He had a body any man would die for and
I had to admit, I liked my hand there maybe too much, but I couldn’t speak. Oh God, oh God. I had to calm down. I buried my face into his chest so I wouldn’t have to look at him, not to mention my stinky morning breath.
“Did you have a pleasant dream?” His tone was sincere yet playful.
I nodded, rubbing myself further into his chest and that was my answer. Finally letting go of my hand, he hovered over me, a blaze of heat shuddered down, practically curling my toes. The only barrier between us was a pair of thin silk shorts and a loose pajama top I had bought from Victoria’s Secret. Just his body over mine was enough to obliterate me and I quivered from want.
“Open your eyes, Jenna. Don’t be shy. You’re beautiful,” he said softly, slipping his hands to my cheeks.
He embarrassed me when he said things like that, but I managed to open my eyes, and gave him an innocent smile. “Good morning,” I murmured, trying to keep my breath to myself, if that was possible, while his lips lingered over mine.
Max looked beyond good for this early in the morning, way too sexy. I wanted to run my fingers through his disheveled hair, but I stopped myself.
“Good morning, sunshine.” His eyes were drunk with blissfulness and yearning as he stared back at me. He glowed from the sunlight that seeped through the window, perfectly outlining his body, looking like a mirage. Lost in his eyes, I sunk deeply into the mattress.
Purposely rubbing his hardness against me, his lips traced up my neck. “Do you want me inside you?” His hot breath scalded my ear, sending scorching fire straight between my legs and spreading through every fiber of my being.
As my nipples hardened, moaning sounds escaped my mouth. Unexpectedly, Max placed both of his hands around my waist, scooping me up into his arms.
“Where are we going?” I asked, breathlessly.
“To the shower, babe, a nice long, hot shower; and I’m not talking about the temperature. I’m going to wake you up. We need to get ready for work.”
Oh shoot! I had forgotten about work. My eyes shot open, wide and alert from the reality of his words. Max must have felt my body tense.
“Don’t worry. We have plenty of time to get to work now that you’re working with my brother. But don’t let him boss you around, or else I’ll have some serious ass kicking to do.”
Gently, he placed me down so my feet touched the cold marble of the shower floor. There were two separate shower heads, and though we were standing in the middle, the water spouting out from both sides still didn’t touch us.
After he tested the temperature, he stripped us both naked and pulled me into his chest under one spout. The warmth from the water and having Max’s strong hands gliding over my back completely dissolved me. We had showered together many times, but it didn’t matter; I was just as shy as the first time.
Max poured the shampoo on my hair and started to massage my scalp. The feeling was soothing and relaxing. I was lost in his touch but the smell of lavender filling my nose, awakened me. Shifting my body, my back was to his chest. He tilted my head and rinsed my hair. Then, he poured liquid soap into his hands and started lathering my neck, massaging my shoulders, and trailing down to my breasts. He glided down my stomach, around my butt, slowly sliding down my legs…gently, feather light, causing all sorts of hyper sensations.
The whole time his hands explored my body, my knees wanted to give out. Every muscle felt like jelly, and I could not control the urge any longer. Turning around, I slammed my mouth into his, taking in some water. As our tongues swirled and tasted each other, my hands ran over his hard chest, around his broad shoulders, and down his back. He had a body any man would die for and
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