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As the clock neared four, I ducked my head into the kitchen and caught sight of Leo working on chopping onions for Papa, who had taken up his spot behind the stove. I had zero intention of addressing him before I left, so it meant I had to wait on Sam to get in and get behind the bar before I could head out. I was going to walk right out of the front door.
As soon as I stepped out of the restaurant, my thoughts went right to Kieran and his hands. Something about those hands turned me on more than I could handle. They were large and strong but looked soft and gentle. When he held out his hand for a shake and I took it, I thought I was going to dissolve into a puddle right there.
All I could do was think about those hands riding up my legs in a dress. How they would slide under the fabric of the cotton and cup my ass, pulling me tight into his body. That was the image playing in my mind over and over as I walked faster than usual to get back to my place.
My fingers were shaking as I put the key in the door, and I cursed a little when the knob stuck. It did that from time to time and only when I was in a hurry to get in from the cold or heat. Or now. When it finally opened, I tossed my knife bag on the easy chair, pulled the blinds completely shut in the living room, and yanked off my shirt, tossing it in the general direction of the washer in the kitchen.
My pants were off one leg halfway down the hall, and I hopped until I got them off the other and was standing in the doorway of the bathroom. In only my bra and panties, the vision was getting stronger, and I fumbled for the shower handle to turn the water onto a level that I lovingly referred to inside my head as Hell’s Front Porch.
It took far too long for the water to heat up, but as soon as the steam was starting to fill the room, my hair had been brushed out, my socks were off, and my bra was unhooked. I let it fall off me as I looked in the mirror. I could imagine him behind me, his hands sliding under my arms and up my stomach until they cradled my heavy breasts.
My own fingers ran up my body to hold them, and my nipples hardened. I was so sensitive to the touch because of how worked up I was that I knew it probably wouldn’t take much until I was crumpled in the bottom of the tub, shaking.
Hooking the cotton panties with my thumbs, I slid them down my legs and kicked them off, letting them join the bra in the corner of the bathroom. I climbed into the shower, and the hot water greeted me with the soothing burn I enjoyed so much.
Denying myself on purpose for a few moments, I grabbed the soap and lathered myself up, then used the soap to make my breasts slick as I squeezed them, letting my eyes shut and imagining his hands around me. His hard, strong body pulling me tight into him. I could turn my head just to the side, and our lips would touch.
One hand slid down my stomach and between my thighs. Using my middle finger, I swirled over my clit and moaned into the pounding water coming from the showerhead above me.
I let the fantasy take over.
His hands would guide me until I was wet inside and out. I would be able to feel his cock, thick and warm, pressed against my back. He would spin me around and press his lips against mine, and then I would move down his chest, letting my hand wrap around his staff and stroke him. The power of his mighty erection would be in my grasp, and I could make him groan with my touch.
I would drop to my knees and take him into my mouth, as much as I could fit, and taste him. One of his hands would ball up my hair and guide me to the motion he liked, taking control and letting me pleasure him the way he wanted.
Then he would pull me back up, unsatisfied with just my mouth, and lift one leg up and over his bent arm. I would wrap my hands around his neck for balance, but it wasn’t necessary. He would have me. He could hold me forever.
His cock would slide through my folds and make me cry out. The pressure of his massive head at my opening, stretching me, would be almost too much to bear. I would bite down on his shoulder as he entered me, filling me in a way nothing ever had before and driving deep inside my pussy. He would slide back and forth, wet with water and the juices running down my leg.
