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She wraps her arms around my neck, frowning at me as I carry her out of the room. “Zeth? Zeth, what are you doing?”
Down the hall, back into my room, back into the bathroom. I carry her straight into the shower, ignoring her protests as the water hits us. I need her. I need her right now.
“Zeth! I’m still wearing—”
“Elephant pajamas. I can see that.” The water blasts us both; her hair is instantly soaked, her clothes drenched no less than two seconds later. She looks incredible. I slam her up against the wall, lifting her so that her thighs are wrapped around my hips. I bury my face in her neck, holding her tight, and I lick and suck and graze my teeth across her skin. Her breath comes out in a jagged stutter, and I know she’s on board.
She wraps her arms around my neck and digs her hands into my hair, pulling me closer. Sloane’s strong for a woman. She’s fit and has just the right ratio of muscle tone to curves, but compared to me she’s physically weak. She’s a clear foot shorter than me, and I’m three times her body weight. Yet right now, with her arms around my shoulders, holding me to her, she has me trapped. I wouldn’t…couldn’t move from here even if I wanted to.
“Oh my god, Zeth. What…what the hell?” she pants.
I use my weight to pin her up against the side of the shower. My hands find their way up her T-shirt—her fucking tits are amazing. I can’t get enough as I pinch and roll her nipples, kneading my hands over the swell of her skin. She squeezes her thighs against my hips and I know what I’m doing is affecting her in other areas. I just fucking love how connected the female body is. I especially love how connected Sloane’s body is; she comes alive under my hands. And for someone who’s been asleep for so long, journeying through each day in a haze, hardly living at all, it gives me great pleasure to inspire this sort of reaction in her.
My dick is so fucking hard right now. I push myself up against her, grinding my hips against her pussy through her soaking wet, ridiculous elephant pajama pants, and her breath catches in her throat again. I look up and her eyes are closed against the downpour of water running over her face, and I can barely hold back. She. Is. Fucking. Amazing.
Her chin is tilted upward, exposing her neck to me, and the look of sheer ecstasy on her face takes my own breath away. I love putting that look on her face. I love the effect I can have on her. It feels like a fucking privilege I sure as shit don’t deserve.
“Are you awake yet, Sloane?” I murmur against her skin.
“Maybe. Maybe not. Given what’s happening right now, I could still be asleep,” she moans.
A half smile pulls my mouth up to one side. Well, this is interesting. Really fucking interesting. “Oh, Sloane…have you been dreaming about me?”
Her eyes crack open, and she gazes at me, a small smile forming on her own lips. “Maybe.”
Oh, this is fucking perfect. I bite at her collarbone, pressing my dick up against her some more. I want to strip her naked and fuck her, but I want to hear about this first. “What have you been dreaming, angry girl?”
She drags her teeth over her bottom lip, shaking her head slightly. I think I’m gonna have to employ some corporal punishment to make her talk—she must see my thoughts on my face, because she swallows and then says, “Bad things.”
I ease back just enough that I can slide my hand in between our bodies, and then I slip my hand down the front of her PJs. “What kind of bad things?”
She inhales sharply when my fingers find what they’re looking for. She’s wet, yes, and not from the shower. There’s a distinct difference between the feel of the water battering our bodies and the silky, glossy texture of the wetness between her legs. It drives me fucking crazy. I find her clit, and I gently stroke the tips of my fingers against the small, swollen bud of nerve endings. I won’t give her more until she gives me what I want.
Sloane knows this.
“We were in your car,” she pants. “You pulled over to the side of the road and told me you were going to fuck me. I thought you were joking, but then you unzipped your pants and you were…you…” Her eyes travel down to my cock. It’s trapped between us, rigid, and just the power of her eyes on my hard skin makes me want to push her to her knees so she can take me into her mouth.
“I was what, Sloane?”
“You were hard. And big.” She swallows. “You took hold of my hand and closed my fist around you, and then you told me to make you come.”
“And did you?”
She nods slowly, her eyes still fixed on my dick. “Yes. I jerked you off while you sat in the driver’s seat, and when you came, I licked it off your skin and my hands. I licked you clean.”
This girl is seriously pushing my buttons now. I was the one who was supposed to be shocking her with my surprise sex, but it would seem she’s turning the tables on me now. Even the words—her describing that action—are making it harder for me to hold back.
“Did you like it, Sloane? Did you like licking me clean?”
Her eyes lift to mine; with the water running down our faces, she does remarkably well not to blink as she looks at me. “Yes. Yes, I liked it very much.”
I haven’t come in Sloane’s mouth before, but I definitely want to now. From the look on her face, it’s clear she wants me to. But not this time around. Right now I need more than that. I need to be inside her. I need to feel her pussy tighten around me as she comes. I need to feel her mouth on my skin, and her nails digging into my back.
