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Shaking his head, Hunter straightened from the counter. “I’m going upstairs to let Kat know I’m leaving.”
“We don’t keep condoms in the shower so you’d better take one with you. Lube, too. After last night, she might need a little help.” With that final piece of advice, Liam looked down at his phone and started a text.
Hunter left Liam to it and went upstairs to find Kat.
On the second floor, the door to the master bedroom stood open but the door to the master bath was closed. Hunter opened the bedside drawer to get a condom. A small bottle of lube slid from the back of the drawer, along with a pen, a few hair clips and a slim blue vibrator. He grabbed the lube as well as the condom before heading for the bathroom. The knob twisted easily and he pushed the door open a few inches. Steam fogged the mirror and shower doors but the sliding doors were clear instead of frosted, so the steam didn’t hide much. While he watched, Kat propped one foot on the rim of the tub and slid her hand between her legs.
Fuck asking permission.
Hunter stepped inside and closed the door at his back. Thick, humid air filled his lungs. The warm, spicy scent of her soap got under his skin and heated him from the inside. His dick bucked against the confines of his jeans. He made short work of his pants but instead of immediately climbing into the shower, he fisted his shaft and watched her.
After she’d left him and Liam in bed, he’d shocked himself by leaning down to take Liam’s cock into his mouth. Hunter had held back on his own release, instead focusing on wringing another orgasm from Liam. Now, after that kiss in the kitchen and confronted with Kat’s gorgeous ass, his balls felt like they were going to explode. Remembering the way she’d fit him last night, so tight it was almost painful, he flexed his hand hard around his dick.
Double-teaming Kat was up there in the top three most memorable events of his life. He would never forget the connection he’d felt, like he was anchored to something bigger than himself, with Kat undulating beneath him. Hunter had held Liam’s gaze over Kat’s shoulder, and the intensity of that moment was still indescribable. He’d remained awake long after Kat and Liam fell asleep, trying to find words and coming up empty.
Not empty. More full than he’d ever been in his life. Fuck. He couldn’t screw this up.
And he couldn’t wait any longer. He grabbed the condom and, so he wouldn’t scare her, said her name.
Without a word, she reached over and slid the shower door open. Hunter didn’t think twice about accepting the quiet invitation. He closed the door behind him and drew her to him, back to front. Her wet skin stuck to his chest in interesting ways. After a minor adjustment so he wasn’t stabbing her with his dick, he lowered his head to kiss the side of her neck.
“I need to drive back to D.C. so I can pick up some clothes. What’s the dress code for dinner?”
“We have reservations a
t Ruth’s Chris in the Inner Harbor.”
“I’ve never eaten there.”
“It’s casual but upscale. Button-up shirt and slacks would be fine.” She tilted her head back against his shoulder. From his vantage, Hunter could see straight down the front of her body. Soap suds clung to her tits, which were capped by the hard points of her nipples. He shifted his hold and teased one stiff peak with the corner of the condom packet.
Kat sucked a startled breath. “Ouch. I’m not much into nipple torture.”
Since he wasn’t either, and pain wasn’t his intention, he reached over to put the condom on the soap dish for safe keeping. “Tell me what you are into.”
Her eyes were closed but she smiled. “I thought we’d covered that. With words and actions, and in multiple rooms of the house.”
“Yeah, but there’s more to Katrina Holland than a voyeuristic desire to watch two men fuck each other. What are you into one-on-one? Roleplay? Sex toys?” He grinned against her hair. “I’m not wearing women’s underwear for you. I draw the line.”
“Penetration.”
“Tell me something I haven’t figured out.”
“No, I mean it. I’m into penetration.” She turned in his arms and tilted her head back to meet his eyes. “I like to penetrate. Do you think you’d ever let me play with your ass?”
“Jesus, Kat. You don’t go easy on a man.”
Her lips tilted at the corners. “I can be very gentle with my small hands. Or my big dildos.”
Interest coiled inside him. Before he could ask, she broke from his loose hold and slid behind him. The water, still hot, pounded his chest. Hunter started to turn but Kat had other plans. She ran her nails down his spine, not stopping until the heel of her palm pressed against the base. Exerting directive pressure with her fingertips, she said, “Lean against the wall and spread your legs for me.”
Kat’s low voice hummed with a level of authority Hunter granted very few people, none of them civilian. While he decided whether he was going to obey her, she reached around him and grasped his dick. Hunter ground his back teeth together as she worked her tight fist up to his crown, down again, back to the tip. She loosened her grip slightly and slid one fingertip across his slit. At the same time, she moved her other hand and drew a line from the top of his ass crack down to his balls. Hunter shuddered.
He braced his forehead against the shower wall and the spray hit his shoulders and upper back. “Kitten...”
“Uh-uh. That’s not me purring this time. Hands against the wall and relax, Marine. There’s nothing I could possibly do to hurt you.”
Wrong. So fucking wrong.
