Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 73824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
I crowded into her back, letting my erection rub along the crack of her ass.
The water poured down onto us, and my eyes closed as Lennox turned and started a head to toe scrub with a bar of soap she found at the top railing.
Usually, I used a men’s two in one body wash and shampoo, but I was enjoying having her hands rub the bar of soap along my abs and thighs.
“God,” she said, sounding sympathetic. “You really need to get some more sun. Your legs are whiter than my sheets are at home.”
I snorted and reached for the shampoo I’d bought by accident when I thought it was men’s.
Turns out it was a woman’s shampoo and smelled like flowers. Something that I couldn’t use because I wasn’t fond of smelling like a chick, and something Reagan couldn’t use because it made her eyes burn.
“I don’t have time to sunbathe. It’s not often that I’m ever without pants, and if you’re seeing my bare legs, you probably won’t be thinking about their whiteness for long,” I told her honestly.
She smiled.
“I use the green house in my backyard,” she said, picking up the bar of soap once again. “During the summer I go out there and open all the blinds, and lay by the window picking up some sun.”
She started to soap up her breasts, and suddenly I lost all cognitive thought as I watched the suds slip down her chest. Bubbles formed on her bare belly, and then sluiced down the apex of her thighs.
“Bennett?” She asked huskily.
I tore my eyes from the woman’s beautiful pussy, and met her eyes.
“Yeah?” I rasped, licking my lips.
She smiled. “I’ve never had shower sex.”
Chapter 9
I sew because fuck you. That’s why.
-Coffee Cup
Lennox
“I’ve never had shower sex,” I confessed softly.
His grin practically blinded me as his warm body crowded mine, pinning me to the cool shower wall as he did.
“You know,” he said, running his lips against my neck. “I can’t say that I have, either. Oh, it’s seen a lot of pull time, but it’s yet to actually be broken in by a true fucking.”
I gasped as his fingers found the tips of both breasts.
“I think I could help you and your shower with that,” I said huskily, eyes hooded as I looked up into his gorgeous honey eyes.
He growled against my neck before dropping his head, lifting my breast up by pinching the nipple between both of his fingers, and using the point of his tongue to tease the very tip.
Thoroughly driving me insane.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasped, my hips bucking as he pinched harder.
“Naughty mouth,” he breathed, lifting the other breast up with his hand cupped around the lower swell before sucking the entire thing into his mouth.
He pulled hard, swallowing the engorged tip like a starving man ready for his next meal.
“Oh, sweet baby Jesus,” I gasped as my knees started to knock together.
He chuckled, withdrawing until the tip of my nipple from his mouth with a soft pop. Then he started to lap at it, licking the water that was dripping down my chest.
Taking a step back, he fisted his hand into my hair, and started to guide me down to my knees.
His thick, jutting erection was only inches from my mouth when I finally settled to my knees, and I wasted no time leaning forward and sucking the large head into my mouth.
He grunted and shoved forward inadvertently, pumping his cock into my waiting mouth as he began to fuck my face.
He used my hair as leverage as he rocked his hips, the hard length of his cock thrusting had me struggling to open my mouth wide enough, and within less than a minute, my jaw was already aching.
I didn’t care, though.
Especially after I looked up, seeing the pure pleasure emanating from Bennett’s eyes.
“You suck me so good,” he growled, eyes darkening as he watched me watch him.
But when I went down the next time, pushing him as far down into my throat as I could make him go, he gasped and yanked me roughly from his cock.
“Hands and knees,” he ordered, dropping down to his own beside me.
I turned, presenting my ass to him, wiggling it slightly.
He breathed out a small laugh as he lined his massive cock with my entrance, and slowly started to sink inside.
The water from the showerhead eased his way, making him slip all the way in until he was bottomed out inside of me.
The familiar burn I felt every time Bennett’s length entered me, hit me the next moment, soothing me and exciting me at the same time.
As he started to thrust, I lifted my hands and placed them on the shower wall in front of me, my hot hands cool against the tile.
“God, your pussy is driving me wild,” he gritted out.
I started pushing back, making the impact of his hips against mine more violent and carefree.
My orgasm started to slowly build through my veins, thickening and pooling in the heated expanse of my core.
My clit was distended as his hand unclenched one of my hips and circled around until he had two fingers on either side of it.
No direct contact.
He knew what I liked.
I’d told him exactly what felt the best, and he’d listened.
“Fucking come,” he groaned, pushing his hips forward in a hard snapping motion.
The sound of our bodies slapping together, the water only adding to the sound, had me panting in delight.
My pussy was on fire as he started to work my clit even harder, and when he finally started to move his hand at a frantic pace, I came.
Long and hard.
My core clamped down on his cock, coaxing the orgasm that I could sense right on the edge of his control into fruition.
The moment he felt my muscles contracting, he started to thrust wildly, hips moving as I took all that he had to give.
Hot spurts of come jetted into me, pooling deep inside of me as he unloaded all he had into the dark depths of my body.