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The experience was exactly what I’d wanted, my artist and friend asking one of his employees to provide everything I’d requested. The fact Sergio had allowed me to borrow his studio was a testament to our working relationship. What he had planned for the photographs I’d taken would be another surprise.
As long as we remained alive.
I didn’t like to think in those terms, but it would appear someone wanted us both dead. Or maybe that was merely part of the dangerous game that was being played. Either way, I remained on edge. Yet that didn’t take away from the raw moments of passion or the need to taste and take the sinfully beautiful woman.
As soon as the water was warm, I pushed her inside, stepping in behind her and closing the curtain behind us. The shadows inside the space added to the dark, erotic passion we’d just experienced. I cupped both sides of her face, dragging my tongueall the way around her mouth before pushing her under the water.
I couldn’t wait to see how the pictures turned out, the electrifying intenseness of what we’d shared more special than anything else I’d ever done with a woman. The girl had no idea what she’d started, but there would be no end, not for years to come. Not if I had anything to do with it.
As the water splashed down over both of us, paint began to slide into the drain and she laughed, the lilting sound filtering all throughout my system. My cock still ached, the raging desire to have it buried deep inside of her increasing in intensity.
I brushed my hands across her face, smearing her hair with the various colors, the rainbow effect stunning against her radiant skin. Delaney was positively glowing, her laughter continuing as she rolled her hands up my chest and over my shoulders. I issued the same deep, dark growl I’d done at least ten times during the shoot. She raked her teeth from one side of my stubbled jaw to the other, her heated breath igniting more than just a fire deep within.
She had the ability to shove aside all the worries, all the anger, leaving me only able to respond to what was right in front of me. I rubbed my palms down her back, allowing my gaze to drift toward the drain, admiring the way the paint swirled, creating an entirely new and very vibrant hue. Our needs picked up in intensity, her hands rubbing my chest and arms vigorously. I sensed she was trying to rid my body of paint just as I was doing with hers. Finally, I grabbed the shower gel and netted scrubby, pouring an excessive amount and beginning to wash her in earnest.
She moaned the entire time, taking shallow breaths, rarely blinking as I soaped her entire body. I bent one leg at the knee, pushing it against my hip, taking my time to wash over every drop of paint.
The way she pressed her hands against my chest was almost as if trying to steady herself. Every look she gave me was so damn powerful I could barely think straight. What she was doing to me had to be a crime somewhere. The thought brought more than just a smile to my face. I was completely in a trance, enjoying washing her, something I’d never done before.
“You’re very good at this,” she cooed.
“I want you perfectly clean.”
“But I like being oh-so filthy around you.”
Her comment made me laugh. “I can tell. One bad little girl.” When I was finished, she yanked the scrub ball from me, taking her time to wash my chest and arms. She constantly flicked her eyes toward me, watching my reaction as if fearful I’d get angry. How could anyone not be entranced by every move she made?
She was graceful, stunning in her natural beauty, her long wet hair only adding to her look of innocence. But of course, I knew better. The thought brought another smile to my face. When she dropped oh-so slowly to her knees, I took a deep breath and held it, allowing the heated breath to escape a little at a time.
I widened my legs, planting one hand on the top of her head, the other against the tile wall. As she washed my legs, the jolt of energy from raging adrenaline offered a shimmer of colors in front of my eyes. That rarely happened, the rush more powerful than I’d felt in a long time. When she finally moved to my cock,she brushed the scrubby down the length of my shaft twice before tossing it aside, using her hands to finish the sinful deed.
She laughed and purred alternately, her long eyelashes skimming across her cheeks as stunning as the rest of her. When she rolled her hand between my legs, cupping and squeezing my balls, it took everything I had not to force her mouth onto my cock. But I allowed her to play, to take her time stroking me.
At least until she twisted her hand back and forth around the base of my shaft and I was close to erupting, pre-cum already leaking from my slit.
“Don’t tease me, baby. I can’t take it,” I said in a husky voice.
“And here I thought you could take anything just like you dole it out.”
She had a way of making me laugh, so much so I was ready to combust into flames, the fire was burning so brightly. The moment she wrapped her luscious lips around my cockhead, I had difficulty breathing. Panting, I pushed down her head, forcing her to take almost every inch.
Her mouth was hot and wet, just like the rest of her. I’d gathered a scent of her desire almost from the beginning, forced to keep full control of myself of I wouldn’t have been able to snap so many amazing photographs.
The sounds of her jaws clenching, sucking with gusto was enough to push a series of growls up from the depths of my being. I couldn’t allow this to continue for long. Hell, no. My needs were far too brutal, almost desperate. That’s what she did to me. A few seconds longer and I couldn’t take it anymore, pulling completely away before it had become too late.
She licked around her lips in an exaggerated manner, reaching for me again. I placed my index finger against her chin, shaking my head. “Not now, baby.”
“When?”
“When I say so. Remember? You will do what I say from now on.”
“Mmmm… Maybe I’ll disobey on purpose.”
Unable to resist the invitation, I slipped my arms under hers, forcing her to stand. Then I shoved her against the shower wall, bringing my hand down four times in rapid succession.
“Ouch. That is… painful.”
“More so when water is involved. Careful or I’ll step out and grab my belt.”
