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"Absolutely."
I push her feet apart. "I love it when you call me Lord Steamy."
"As much as you love me calling you by your given name?"
"No. When you whisper my name, I get so randy I can hardly breathe."
She shifts her arms down to wrap them around my waist. Her voice drops to a husky murmur as she plasters her mouth to my ear. "Let's get dirty, Hugh."
I rub my cock into her cleft. Then I realize something. "Oh, bollocks. I don't have a condom."
"Are you telling me Lord Steamy doesn't have a stash in his bathroom?"
"I've never shagged a woman in my bathroom or my bedroom."
She draws her head back and squints at me. "You must be joking."
"Afraid not. I never brought women here because this is my family's home, and none of my lovers meant more to me than a fling. The longest time I've spent with one woman has been these weeks with you."
"That's… Wow, I don't know what to say."
I grab a bottle of shampoo. "Well, if we're not getting dirty, then we might as well get clean."
"Are you telling me Lord Steamy can't think of a way to fuck me in the shower without a condom?"
Of course I can. Why am I acting like penetrative sex is the only way to get off? My confession made me feel uncomfortable. That's my only excuse.
I set the bottle on the shelf again and kneel before Avery. "Let me show you what Lord Steamy can do. Spread your thighs a bit more, love."
When she does that, I lift one of her legs to rest her knee on my shoulder.
And I show her exactly what I can do in the shower.
Chapter Eighteen
Avery
I moan as Hugh pushes his face between my thighs and latches on to my clitoris. His cheeks rub against my folds, and his breaths tickle the hairs down there, but he keeps his gaze locked on mine. I thrust my fingers into his hair while I struggle to control my uneven breathing, but I finally give up and let myself gasp and pant and moan. His tongue torments my nub, and I know any second I'll come.
He withdraws his head and licks his lips, groaning with intense satisfaction.
"Why did you stop?" I ask, and I don't care that I sound breathless and desperate. "Please, Hugh, make me come."
"I will, darling. But not yet." He rises and skims his gaze over my entire body. "Face the wall."
"What?"
"Face the wall. I promise you won't regret it."
When I turn around, he clasps my wrists to raise my hands and press my hands to the wall. Then he sets his own palms on the tiles beside mine. His chin rests on my shoulder. "You want to know what I can do without penetration?"
"Oh, yes. Show me, Hugh."
He pushes my legs even wider apart and thrusts his cock between my legs, gliding it along my cleft, up and down, up and down, while I grow slicker and hotter and more tingly every second. I instinctively rock my hips into his movements, and when I glance down, I can see the rosy tip of his erection poking out between my folds. The harder he thrusts, the more I hear his balls slapping against my ass.
I throw my head back and moan so deeply that I can't believe I made that sound.
Hugh spreads a hand over my throat and nips my earlobe. When I suck his finger into my mouth, he groans and moves his hand down to palm my breast. "Head down, Avery. Watch me fucking you with my cock and my hand."
