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“Shower time,” Zeke said, getting to his feet and holding out his hands for me.
I stood up and looked down.
Oh, wow. Bare as a baby’s bottom. Smooth and white. I hadn’t known what to expect, but I liked it.
“It’s so sexy,” he breathed into my ear. “How do you feel about it?”
“It’s nice.” I leaned against him and tilted up my head. When he slid his tongue between my lips, I tasted myself on him. It was a heady flavor, tangy and different from anything I’d ever experienced, but having Zeke’s arms around me made all the difference. I knew I was playing a dangerous game with my heart, because I had no experience with sex or romance or rockstars or anything I’d been doing in the last five hours or so. All I knew was that I’d never have a chance like this again, so I was willing to risk it.
We stepped under the warm spray together, and he immediately pulled me against him, so my back was against his strong chest. He splayed his hands across my torso, moving them up slowly to cup my breasts. He held them gently, as if they were delicate, and began to stroke my nipples with his thumbs. His lips were pressed against the side of my neck, nibbling and kissing.
“How can you think you’re not beautiful?” he whispered, his thumbs rubbing harder over the stiff peaks my nipples had become. “They write songs about women like you… long, cool women.”
“I don’t think I have a black dress.” I chuckled, understanding his reference to the classic rock song performed by the Hollies.
One of his big hands moved between my legs, stroking over the now bare skin.
“You’ll feel so much more now,” he said. “And when I’m inside of you, you’re gonna feel every inch, every stroke…”
If he’d said those things to me last night, I might have died of embarrassment. But not now. I’d undoubtedly be mortified tomorrow, or whenever I went home, but tonight? I had zero fucks to give. Just this once, I deserved to do something that made me feel beautiful, no matter how temporary it might be.
His hands were all over me, touching and squeezing and taunting me right back into arousal. He scraped his teeth along the soft skin behind my ear, making goose bumps break out on my flesh. I tilted my head up, greedy for his mouth, and his lips covered mine. How such a physically imposing man could be so gentle was a mystery to me, and I let myself get lost in this. I forgot about work, school, even my lack of experience, and let him lead me wherever he wanted to go.
We got out of the shower, and he wrapped us in one big towel so our bare torsos were pressed together and the towel covered our backs and sides.
“I love a tall woman,” he murmured, kissing me again.
“You have condoms, right?” I asked, momentarily coming back to earth. “I’m not protected.”
“I do.” He reached across me and into his toiletry bag, where he pulled out a handful.
“Can we get the hard part over with?” I whispered, meeting his eyes.
“We can,” he whispered back, stroking my cheek, his eyes never leaving mine.
God, that was my favorite thing he did. Okay, one of my favorite things that he’d done so far, because his lips on my nether regions had been amazing too.
“I’m kinda scared,” I admitted as he disposed of the towel, picked me up, and carried me groom-style to the bedroom. He sat me on the bed and crawled over me, his mouth finding mine without giving me a chance to say anything else. His body was huge and strong and gorgeous, covering mine. I loved the weight of him, how it felt to be pressed into the mattress by his sheer bulk while his mouth ravaged mine.
I heard the crinkle of plastic, felt him shift above me and then he was... Right. There. I tensed, waiting for the inevitable pain, but all I felt was pressure. Something thick and hard breaching a place that had never been touched by anyone but me, him, and my gynecologist. I gasped as he went deeper, but still, there was only a faint twinge of discomfort.
“How’re you doing, baby?” He pressed his forehead to mine, his body completely still.
“Is that…it?” I asked dubiously.
He chuckled. “Not even close, but if you’re asking if I’m all the way in, then yes. The worst of it is over for you.”
“It didn’t hurt,” I said in awe. “I thought it would.”
“I’m so glad to hear that because now it’s going to feel really fucking good,” he whispered, moving to suck on my neck. His lips were firm and warm as he gently increased pressure until I knew he would leave a mark. And I loved it. My body was aching for something I couldn’t identify, and I shifted beneath him.
Then he moved.
I felt every inch sliding through me, pulling out to the tip before pushing back in.
His movements were slow and deliberate, giving me the opportunity to feel everything, and I softly moaned.
“Oh. Wow. That’s…”
