Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
I move to stand in front of her and wait patiently for her to open her eyes. When she finally does, I lift my hands to palm her cheeks and kiss her. I can feel every curve of her soaked skin through her clothes, and I know she can feel my cock pressing into her belly. I don’t think about that. I don’t think about the rain, or how she may or may not get sick from this. All I can seem to focus on is her lips on mine.
My hands fall from her face and roam over her shoulders, down her arms, and eventually, I bend, cupping the back of her thighs and lifting her in the air. She wraps her legs around me, never breaking our connection.
I don’t know how long we stand, kissing in the rain. It could be minutes. It could be hours. What I do know is the rain does nothing to cool my desire for her. Knowing I need to get her inside, I break away from the kiss, and she buries her face in my neck. I’m breathing heavily, not from the exertion of carrying her. She’s light as a feather, but from the kiss, and this intense connection that we share.
I stumble through the back door and kick it closed, not giving a single fuck that we’re both dripping water all over the floor. I carry her to my bedroom, and into the bathroom, where I set her on the counter, and strip naked. I step up to her and help her out of her clothes. She shivers from the chill of the air conditioning.
Reaching into the shower, I turn on the water. I don’t ask her if she’s on board. I know she’s reached a point where she’ll tell me if she’s not. I love the growth she’s had over the last few weeks we’ve been together.
Once the water is warm, I step inside the shower and offer her my hand. She doesn’t hesitate to take it and join me beneath the hot spray. My hands take their time as they roam over her curves. Her big brown eyes, hidden under long lashes, watch my every move.
“Another first,” she murmurs, as she leans in and places a kiss on my bare chest over my heart.
“Kissing in the rain.”
“That, too, but I meant this. I’ve never showered with anyone before.”
“Good.” The thought of another man standing before her like this sits like lead in the pit of my stomach.
Reaching for my body wash, I squirt some on my palm before rubbing them together and proceed to wash her all over. I could have grabbed the loofah or even a washcloth, but where’s the fun in that? When I’m finished, I move on to her hair.
“I don’t have conditioner or anything fancy,” I tell her, holding up my bottle of shampoo.
“It’s fine. A day without conditioner won’t kill me.”
I take my time lathering up her long, dark hair. “Rinse,” I say after I’ve massaged her scalp.
“Be careful, Kincaid, you’re spoiling me. I might never want to leave.”
Good. “Nothing wrong with being spoiled,” I say instead.
“My turn.” She grabs my body wash and returns the favor. Her hands are so damn soft. When she reaches for my cock, she strokes me gently, then turns me into the spray so all the soap rinses away. I’m reaching for the shampoo to wash my hair, knowing she’s too short to do it for me when she drops to her knees on the tile shower floor.
“Court, baby, what are you doing down there?” My voice is husky and laced with desire.
She peers up at me with those big, dark eyes and long lashes. Instead of answering, she uses her actions as she grips my cock and kisses the tip. I hiss out a breath. Seeing her on her knees for me with my cock in her mouth has me teetering on the edge. I was already hard as fuck from being in the shower with her and our earlier kiss.
“You don’t have to do this.”
“This is for me just as much as it’s for you. I’ve never wanted to do this before. Not until you.”
Damn, what is this woman doing to me? Before I can finish my thought, she wraps her lips around my cock, and takes me to the back of her throat. My hand flies out and slaps the wall to help me stand. My knees grow weak, and I can already feel the tingling in the base of my spine. My balls are tight as the need for release overwhelms me.
“Court.” I reach out and push her hair back out of her eyes. It gives me an unobstructed view of her mouth around me and helps me see those big brown eyes. She peers up at me, never letting my cock fall from her lips. “I’m close.”