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He’s glorious; words can’t do him justice. Water sluices down all of his thick muscles, and he swipes his hand through his wet hair and tilts his head back.
My fists bunch near my sides as his head tilts, his eyes catching mine.
He smiles, and rests a hand on the top of the shower door. He turns toward me entirely, and that enormous cock rises in acknowledgment as he just stares at me.
It is the most sexual thing I’ve ever experienced, his hazel eyes watching me, and I want nothing more than to get in that shower with him and run my hands across the strong planes of his body. To justfeelhim.
But I don’t. I just stand there in this humid room and watchhimwatchingme.
Then the shower door opens with a squeak, and he strides out, soaking wet, and stops directly in front of me.
He’s dripping on the tile floor but doesn’t reach for a towel. He just eyes me, and I can’t breathe.
“Missed you, Eli. Been aching for you all day,” he finally says, and my eyes slide to his heavy, straining cock.
Then I do something I absolutely shouldn’t. I blame him. He has some kind of spell over me. Perhaps my sisters ordered another box, one that has a voodoo doll of me, and they’re making me do this. Yeah, we’ll go with that.
I drop to my knees and grasp onto his hips, my fingers digging into the smooth, taut skin.
His breath stutters, and I waste no time. I open up and pull him right inside my wanting, salivating mouth.
Luke groans deeply, his hands gently cradling my head as I take him all the way to the back of my throat.
“You’re fucking brilliant,” he grunts as I press my nose right into the coarse hair of his groin and swallow around him.
“Holy shit,” he adds, and then I pull back and do it all over again.
He’s exhaling shakily, his fingers digging into my scalp lightly as I work him toward the edge. I cannot believe I’m doing this; haven’t done it in years.
I hate being vulnerable and submissive like this.
But he’s so careful with me. He barely moves. He just trembles as I consume him.
I meet his hooded gaze, and he gently cups my cheek, almost reverently, as if he’s worshiping me.
My heart squeezes inside my chest as I drag my tongue back over his length, sucking hard.
“Shit, Eli,” he grunts, gently wrenching my head back and off his dick. “You’re so good.Too good. I’m going to come if you keep that up.”
I arch an eyebrow at him, and he tosses his head back and groans.
I take him back into my mouth and bob my head furiously until he’s chanting my name. The sound of him falling apart, piece by piece, makes me suck him harder.
I want him shattered because of me.
“Fuck. Eli. Coming. Oh shit,” he grumbles, and then I feel the taste of him splash on my tongue. A small moan escapes my throat as I swallow it down. I’ll never admit it, I’ll take this to my grave, but Isavorit.
I let his softening length slip from my mouth, and some of his come dribbles down my chin and onto my shirt.
His eyes follow it, and he swipes a thumb over my lips.
“That was really fucking good, Eli. You’ve got talent,” he tells me, and I pretend like that doesn’t puff me up.
But it does. I’m irrationally gleeful that he enjoyed it. That he enjoyedme.
I pull his hands off of my head and stand up, slowly unbuttoning my shirt. Luke watches my fingers like he’s about to be quizzed on it. That’s how intently he’s studying me.
“You want me to return the favor?” he asks softly.
