She released a shuddered cry and slid her hand down her body to finish what I'd started, but I intercepted her wrist just in time, pinned it to the table. "Not yet.
She pouted. "Why'd you stop?"
I dropped my head to her face and whispered in her ear. "Do you want to come?"
"Yes."
"Remember what I said earlier?" I asked, voice hoarse. "I want to make it last all night long."
She looked up at me, eyes glassy and a little pissed off.
"I still need to shower, baby," I said and took half a step back. It was in fact painful. I wanted to come too, but I wanted to satisfy her more. I wanted for her to only want me, to only know me as the only man in this life.
"Are you serious?" she whined.
"Deadly."
She propped herself with both hands and sat up. "What if I said no?"
I ran a finger up her thigh, tracing the wetness there. "Then I'd have to edge you right here until you said yes."
"You're evil."
"I told you that before, didn't I?"
Carefully, she slid off the table and onto her shaky legs, then grabbed my hand and led me toward the bathroom. I stumbled forward with my pants and my boxers still down to my mid-thighs.
She halted to a stop halfway to the bedroom and yanked them down, then watched me pull them off completely, her gaze lingering on my cock, hard and leaking pre-come.
We made it to the bedroom when she stopped again and stripped her T-shirt and her bra. She threw the clothes on the floor and continued into the bathroom.
I memorized every inch of her as we moved—every beauty mark, every curve, every detail.
The shower stall was small, just enough room for two. I twisted the knobs until steam fogged up the glass, then crowded her inside and pinned her to the tile with my body.
The steam made her skin bloom like a rose, all flushed and dewy. I couldn't tear my eyes away. When her fingers found my length and wrapped around it with deliberate pressure, my vision narrowed to just her face, her parted lips.
"I want to suck your cock," she hummed, her gaze never leaving mine as if this was a challenge.
The words vibrated between us like electricity.
I'd never felt such a primal need for someone before. This woman was perfect in every way possible. She was my undoing.
"I'm not going to say no to this," I husked out.
She licked her lips, just to tease me.
I groaned at the sight. Simply imagining that mouth around my cock made me want to come.
She dropped to her knees. The floor was hard and slick, but she didn't seem to care. She grabbed my length with both hands and stroked, carefully at first, glancing up at me from time to time as if looking for reassurance she was doing it the way I liked.
"Is this okay?" she purred. Her voice blended with the sound of water beating against the stall.
"You don't have to ask," I choked out, propping myself with a palm of my free hand against the glass door. My other hand slid down to her face, caressed her chin.
She looked up at me as she jerked me off, then cupped my balls and rolled them in her hands.
An electric current ran along my spine.
