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“You have amazing hands,” Brock mumbled into the crook of her neck. He bent his head and suckled her skin there, probably leaving marks in his wake.
“You have amazing hands too,” she whimpered stupidly, too turned on to be embarrassed at her frank statement.
He laughed softly, a short, hard burst. “I like the way you touch me. Like you already own me.”
Oh god. Oh god, oh god, oh my goooooddddd. While his finger was still inside of her, Brock started to do other, wondrous things with the ones that weren’t. He circled her clit gently and shards of pleasure ripped through her. The hot spray of the shower was delicious against her skin. Her hips bucked forward into Brock’s touch.
“You asked if I had a bent dick, I believe,” he said huskily. “Does this answer your question?”
“Yes,” she moaned, her voice husky and unrecognizable.
His hand closed over hers. He guided her, pumping his cock with her tight fist. His hips bucked into her touch and he groaned. “I want to taste you, June. Before you undo me completely.”
He didn’t give her time to decide otherwise. He pulled out of her hand and fell to his knees in front of her, and holy shit, seeing him there down on the stone, staring up at her with eyes that had turned completely smoky and stormy, was an image she’d have engrained in her brain for a very, very long time.
CHAPTER 12
Brock
He wasn’t sure how he’d taken things this far. He didn’t actually think June would give him a chance in hell to ever see her naked, and there he was, staring at her perfect body. God, she was exquisite, a rare creature. Her beauty was beyond comparison. Her smooth, creamy skin cried out for his touch. He wanted to mark her, to leave his bits all over her. Her dusky nipples cried out for his mouth. Her flat stomach flared into a set of beautiful hips and shapely legs. And lord, what was between those legs was sweet, ripe, utter perfection.
She was perfectly shaved and smooth. “Oh my god,” he exhaled as he fell to his knees. Her hands tangled in the long strands of his hair. His parents were always on him to get it cut, and he was fucking thankful, at the moment, that he’d left it. He loved feeling her fingers there, pulling just a little too hard, the pinpricks of pain racing over his scalp sending a zip of pleasure right to his already aching cock.
He parted her legs with his hand. He ran his palm up the smooth creamy skin of her thigh before he got to her perfect pussy. She was already wet, so wet and slick and not because the shower was running over that glorious body either.
No, she was wet for him. He hadn’t been imagining those heavy-lidded stares. He certainly hadn’t been imagining her looking at his ass. He’d picked those jeans for a reason. Because he knew they looked good on. He could wage war in more than one way.
He couldn’t wait. June dug her nails into his scalp as he tasted her. He wasn’t gentle. He wanted all of her. He wanted to worship her, to scrape his teeth over her, to bite her. He moderated that a little, toned it down and stuck to flicking his tongue over her, to tasting her, to letting her sweet juices run down his throat.
Holy shit. She was so far beyond perfect it nearly slayed him. The best part- he was going to remember this. He knew she’d taste sweet, but he had no idea how sweet. He was the one plunging his tongue into her and yet he was also the one seeing stars.
June’s back hit the stone. She let it hold her up. She tugged on his hair and let him do whatever the hell he pleased.
He took his time with her, exploring her folds, before he brought his tongue to her entrance. He teased her a little first, until a loud whimper was torn from her throat. He plunged in since it was such a pretty whimper. Her hips slammed into his face in appreciation of his efforts. He moaned against her as he pulled out. He twirled his tongue over her, exploring, savoring, plundering, until she was moaning and writhing against him.
“Please,” she begged.
Of course, he knew what that meant. “Please, what?” he had to ask, because he was a bastard.
“I want to come,” June mewled.
He grinned wickedly up at her and when he did, her eyes opened. She stared down at him, those emerald green orbs so heady and sexed up it nearly made him shoot his load right there. His cock kicked painfully as she bit down on her bottom lip. God, he craved her. He craved her like he’d never wanted another person before.
