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"Yes, yes, please," she sighed.
Her long, supple body tensed as she heard me move to her side. I crouched down next to her and stared at the side of her face. I had already grown strangely fond of the slightly crooked bend in her nose. She kept her focus on the water swirling on the tile floor beneath us.
"See, darlin', after I licked and nibbled your clit for a good long while, bringing your pussy so close to orgasm a mere puff of air could send you over the edge, I would take hold of you, grasping you firmly to keep those shaky legs of yours from collapsing from sheer anticipation."
She closed her eyes and bit her lip as I spoke.
"I'd wait to hear the magic word," I said quietly, pushing my face so close to hers I could have touched her with my tongue. "What do you think that magic word might be?"
"Please," she said breathlessly. "Please," she repeated.
"That's it. I'd hear that magic word on those lips, those lips that would feel oh so right around my cock, and then I'd drive my cock into you again and again until that please turned into screams of pleasure."
I straightened. She whimpered softly as I walked back out of the shower. I moved confidently but every step was pure agony with my cock rigid as a steel rod. This whole damn plan might work out even better than I expected. I certainly hadn't anticipated such a challenging partner in my warped scheme.
I yanked off my wet shirt and wiped my face, confident I'd given the tempting huckster a little taste of competition. As I dried my face and arms, I heard a soft moan behind me. I turned around and squinted through the condensation on the shower. Shay was standing provocatively, leaning against the shower wall with one arm up, her hand resting on her head. Her right hand was between her legs. Her eyes were closed and her lips parted in arousal as she strummed herself to orgasm. A pink flush washed over her skin and her back arched as she cried out in ecstasy. My fists were so tight I could feel my short nails digging into my palms.
I waited for her to catch her breath. She lowered her arms and opened her brown eyes. A faint smile broke out on her face. "I don't have any habit to break, so I hope you don't mind if I finished the virtual fuck on my own."
She'd done it again, and frankly, I was fucking impressed and blown way off course.
"I don't mind at all. Just next time moan a little earlier so I can watch."
"Will do." Her eyes drifted to my naked chest. Having her brown gaze leave a hot trail from my chest down along my abs made my cock swell again. She had a way of looking at me that made me horny as hell. I'd never met anyone like her.
The bathroom walls were closing in on me and the steam felt suffocating. "I'll be back later. I'm going on a run."
"So that's how you keep that nice body," she said airily as she poured shampoo onto the palm of her hand. It seemed her tease session was over, but I'd feel the effects of it long after I walked out into the coastal breeze. "How far do you run?" she asked.
"Usually about three miles." I grabbed the door and took one last look at her standing under the water, soap bubbles rolling down her shoulder and breasts. "But today, a hundred miles."
14
A long, pounding run with music blasting in my ears and sweat dripping down my back had helped clear my head. I sat down on the sand below my pool area and watched two pelicans dive for fish while I cooled down. My phone rang. I pulled it out of my pocket.
"I'm hearing all kinds of interesting rumors about my friend, Nash," Jack spoke loudly over the clamor of music and voices.
"Where the heck are you?"
"I'm over at Pete's Pub. Climb in that turtle slow Ferrari of yours and join me for a few beers. Then you can confirm or deny the rumors."
"I'm just going to issue a blanket denial, even though I have no idea what the hell you're talking about. I just got done with my run. I'm not in the mood for a beer."
The loud music shifted to the occasional roar of a car passing by, which meant Jack had walked outside the pub. "I'm going to take your refusal to have a beer as confirmation of the rumors. You've got that hot little dancer at your place, don't you?"
I stood up and brushed the sand off my shorts. "Why do you think that?"
"Because I know you too well, buddy. Plus, it turns out we just missed each other at Fantasm last night. Rylie had to cancel our date, so I decided since I was all showered and smelling sweet as a sugar cookie, I'd head over to the strip club."
"And did you mention this to the new little woman? The strip club part not the smelling like a cookie part."
I walked to the stairs leading up to the pool area and sat on the bottom step. Guns N' Roses was thrumming out the open front window of the house. Shay must have figured out the controls to the music system.
