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of her name as he palmed the back of her head. He wasn’t forcing her to stay or move, just making it clear he didn’t mind her visiting for a while. Luckily, she planned on doing all three.
Warm, taut flesh, already slick and wet, made it easy to slide him inside her mouth. Not quite his entire length, but she filled the gap with a hand circling his base, moving lips and palm in tandem, drawing hard and deep with both.
She licked into the slit along the top, then rolled her tongue around the head, exploring the ridge with savory detail. Saltier at the tip, clean male along the shaft. But even better than the taste was the feel of him beneath her lips and hand as she sucked. Silky flesh over steel hardness. The barely contained control and knowing she could make him lose it. Wanted to taste him when he did. She should’ve done this last night when she had more time.
Or maybe she didn’t need much time, because his hand on the back of her head was trembling, and her name had become a refrain on his lips. Jenna stole a glance up, ignoring the drops of water falling into her eyes.
Micah watched through hooded eyelids so all she could see was a splash of green staring back at her. His breath came in choppy, ragged pants. His fingers wrapped in her hair, like he couldn’t hold still, and his other hand had a death grip on the shower curtain.
It was the most erotic visual she’d ever seen. Micah, right on the edge, because of her. She’d been turned on before, her pussy aching to be used the way her mouth was, but now…
Sliding a finger between her legs, she bumped against her clit. Her moan stayed trapped in her mouth, vibrating along Micah’s cock as she sucked him as deep as she could.
“Oh fuck, Jenna…” Harsh gasps of a man seconds from climax met the sound of plastic rending. “Oh fuck…” This time the curse didn’t seem like a sexual release. It was more deliberate, like Micah was pissed or surprised.
Jenna looked back up and the sight made her erupt into giggles. Micah was staring at the shower curtain now hanging crookedly from the rod, half of it ripped from its attachments.
A broken chuckle rumbled from his throat. “I’ll buy you a new one.”
“Uh-uh. Every time I take a shower, I’m going to think of you and how my curtain got ripped.”
And just like that his expression shot from sheepish to sexual. Reaching behind him, he turned the water off, then swept her into his arms and lifted her out of the shower.
Oh my.
He didn’t take her far, setting her on the edge of the sink and stepping between her legs. They both stared down, letting out matching moans as his cock snugged right against her pussy, the head rubbing deliciously over her clit. He dragged his shaft along her wet slit, not entering, just moving hot against her. She wanted to watch him orgasm against her sex, feel his come coating the swollen flesh there.
Dangerous, stupid, erotic, raw, awesome fantasy. She’d never wanted to be that physical with a man before. What was she thinking? Still, she rocked against him, prolonging the fantasy a little bit longer…
“Tell me you have a condom in here,” Micah said, although it sounded more like a fierce entreaty. “Tell me I don’t have to walk away without burying myself inside of you.”
Who needed fantasy when reality was this good? Heart pounding, she jerked the medicine cabinet open and pulled out the unopened condom box. Desperation had her ripping the thin cardboard, and Micah snatched one out as soon as it was free of the package.
The rest of the box tumbled to the side as he moved back just enough to slide the condom in place. “If you don’t want it fast and rough, tell me now and I’ll carry you to bed. Otherwise—”
Grabbing him by the back of his head, fingers tangling in the wet strands, Jenna kissed him hard. “Fuck me. Right now.”
“Jenna…” The way he growled her name was both warning and appreciation. His hands curved over her ass,
Warm, taut flesh, already slick and wet, made it easy to slide him inside her mouth. Not quite his entire length, but she filled the gap with a hand circling his base, moving lips and palm in tandem, drawing hard and deep with both.
She licked into the slit along the top, then rolled her tongue around the head, exploring the ridge with savory detail. Saltier at the tip, clean male along the shaft. But even better than the taste was the feel of him beneath her lips and hand as she sucked. Silky flesh over steel hardness. The barely contained control and knowing she could make him lose it. Wanted to taste him when he did. She should’ve done this last night when she had more time.
Or maybe she didn’t need much time, because his hand on the back of her head was trembling, and her name had become a refrain on his lips. Jenna stole a glance up, ignoring the drops of water falling into her eyes.
Micah watched through hooded eyelids so all she could see was a splash of green staring back at her. His breath came in choppy, ragged pants. His fingers wrapped in her hair, like he couldn’t hold still, and his other hand had a death grip on the shower curtain.
It was the most erotic visual she’d ever seen. Micah, right on the edge, because of her. She’d been turned on before, her pussy aching to be used the way her mouth was, but now…
Sliding a finger between her legs, she bumped against her clit. Her moan stayed trapped in her mouth, vibrating along Micah’s cock as she sucked him as deep as she could.
“Oh fuck, Jenna…” Harsh gasps of a man seconds from climax met the sound of plastic rending. “Oh fuck…” This time the curse didn’t seem like a sexual release. It was more deliberate, like Micah was pissed or surprised.
Jenna looked back up and the sight made her erupt into giggles. Micah was staring at the shower curtain now hanging crookedly from the rod, half of it ripped from its attachments.
A broken chuckle rumbled from his throat. “I’ll buy you a new one.”
“Uh-uh. Every time I take a shower, I’m going to think of you and how my curtain got ripped.”
And just like that his expression shot from sheepish to sexual. Reaching behind him, he turned the water off, then swept her into his arms and lifted her out of the shower.
Oh my.
He didn’t take her far, setting her on the edge of the sink and stepping between her legs. They both stared down, letting out matching moans as his cock snugged right against her pussy, the head rubbing deliciously over her clit. He dragged his shaft along her wet slit, not entering, just moving hot against her. She wanted to watch him orgasm against her sex, feel his come coating the swollen flesh there.
Dangerous, stupid, erotic, raw, awesome fantasy. She’d never wanted to be that physical with a man before. What was she thinking? Still, she rocked against him, prolonging the fantasy a little bit longer…
“Tell me you have a condom in here,” Micah said, although it sounded more like a fierce entreaty. “Tell me I don’t have to walk away without burying myself inside of you.”
Who needed fantasy when reality was this good? Heart pounding, she jerked the medicine cabinet open and pulled out the unopened condom box. Desperation had her ripping the thin cardboard, and Micah snatched one out as soon as it was free of the package.
The rest of the box tumbled to the side as he moved back just enough to slide the condom in place. “If you don’t want it fast and rough, tell me now and I’ll carry you to bed. Otherwise—”
Grabbing him by the back of his head, fingers tangling in the wet strands, Jenna kissed him hard. “Fuck me. Right now.”
“Jenna…” The way he growled her name was both warning and appreciation. His hands curved over her ass,
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