“Beckett?” Clara’s voice carried down the short hall from the front of the house.
I only had a few seconds to decide what to do. I hadn’t meant to still be naked and in the damn shower this long. Rookie mistake, thinking I could finish myself off in the shower before a date.
“Beckett? I know you said you’d pick me up, I hope you don’t mind. I’m sorry I’m early …” The sound of her voice moved closer as she looked for me.
The bathroom door was open, and the all-glass enclosed shower visible from where Clara stood frozen on the threshold of my bedroom.
She was stunning in my favorite pink sundress. It hugged her body, the two straps tied behind her neck only serving to lift her breasts into a beautiful V of cleavage. And, fuck me, but I wanted her legs wrapped around me as I drove myself into her.
My cock, still in my hand, bounced as it throbbed. She took a couple of steps into the bathroom.
“Hi,” she whispered.
“You look gorgeous,” I managed.
I watched her gaze move from my face down to my cock and then back up to my face. She took in a deep breath, and I could see her pulse in her neck. “Am I interrupting?”
“Never.” I wanted to invite her to join me, but the words vanished when she untied the halter and let the dress slide to the floor. She had obeyed my instructions and wore nothing under.
Fuck, she was gorgeous. Clara was silent as she let her hair down, opened the shower door, and stepped in.
I didn’t move a muscle, my damn cock still in my hand, and let her come to me. As if there was an alternative – she was mine and I was hers.
“Looks like being early has advantages, too.” She tilted her face up to mine, only inches separating our naked bodies.
Clara leaned in, face still tilted up, as if coming in for a kiss. I wrapped both hands around her waist and pulled her closer. She used one finger to stroke the underside of my cock from base to tip. I forgot how to breathe.
I could not believe this woman was mine.
“Fuck, Clara.” I groaned and pulled her flush against me and claimed her mouth. The feel of her softness, her breasts, her belly, was enough to drive me wild. She made small sounds as I kissed her. I held her close, one hand at the small of her back andthe other at the nape of her neck, savoring the sounds she made as I kissed her. I moved down her jaw, and she angled to give me the space I needed to properly worship her neck.
“Beckett.” My name was sigh on her lips.
“Yes?”
“It’s my turn.”
I didn’t have time to process what she meant before she was on her knees in front of me. Her slender fingers wrapped around my shaft, and I couldn’t breathe as she licked the tip of my cock.
“Fuck.” It was all I could do to keep myself upright. I met her gaze, mischief and desire clear in her brown eyes.
I wanted to grab a fistful of that gorgeous brown hair and hold her in place while I fucked her mouth. But right now, the beautiful woman on her knees in front of me was in charge. I just needed to hold on as long as I could while she licked and sucked me like it was her favorite thing to do.
I’d been craving her since I tasted her this morning. That, combined with the view of her lips around my cock and I was not going to last.
“Clara – I … I’m not going to take long, beautiful, if you keep – fuck – doing that. I’m going to come all over you.”
She hummed.
My entire body went loose and rigid at the same time.
“You want me to finish in your mouth? You want to take it all, beautiful?”
She flicked her tongue up and down and cupped my balls in response. God, I was going to die like this.
“Not on your chest?” Most of the admittedly few women I had been with had refused to swallow. Clara let go of my balls. Message received.
“Are you ready to take it and swallow it all like a good girl?”
