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Wyatt stripped off and handed me the items. The jacket was stiff with drying blood, and the dress shirt was shredded. I looked at them, shook my head, and tossed them in the trash can beside the sink. Crimson still streaked Wyatt’s chest and stomach where it had dripped from his wounds. Even his waistband was soaked through.
“You’re a mess,” I said. “Let me turn on the shower.”
“Shower?” He raised an eyebrow at me, and a hint of a grin crossed his lips.
While turning the water on, I looked over my shoulder. “Oh, unless you don’t want one. I can turn this off.”
“Nope, didn’t say that.”
“Okay, then. Finish getting undressed and toss the clothes in the trash.”
He did as I asked, and once the water was hot enough, I stripped off my own clothes and pulled Wyatt inside the massive shower. His eyes roved hungrily over my body. We stood under the steaming water and just held each other. More and more tension drained from Wyatt while we stood there. Finally, I pulled away and grabbed the soap.
“You’re gross. Let’s get you clean.”
He chuckled as I soaped my hands and scrubbed at his neck, shoulders, and chest. The blood drained off, swirling in a pink-tinged whirlpool at the drain. Whatever Wyatt had been through had been rough. I’d spent the entire time fast asleep. I couldn’t have been there to help him, but this was one way to take his mind off everything. Iwantedto make him feel better.
Wyatt sighed as my soap-slicked hands massaged his chest and shoulders, kneading the tension out of his body. After a few moments, his hardening cock brushed against my leg.
“Does this feel good?” I whispered, dragging my fingertips down his chest and across his abs.
“Yeah,” he breathed.
Smiling to myself, I went lower, wrapping my fingers around his rock-hard erection. Wyatt gasped as I stroked him. Moving slowly and gently, my fingers slid along his full length to the tip and back down to the base.
I looked into his eyes. “Do you want more?”
He nodded fervently. I moved aside, letting the jets from the shower rinse the soap off him, and dropped to my knees. His cock twitched and throbbed in my hands, and when I took him in my mouth, the heat of it radiated across my lips and tongue, making me moan around him.
Wyatt leaned back against the tile wall, sucking in a breath as I moved my lips lower and lower until the full length of him was in my mouth. The head of his dick pressed at the back of my throat, a sensation so erotic and sexy that my pussy was soaked in an instant. Something about making him feel good sent my wolf into a frenzy. She pushed aside all rational thought and urged me on. I wanted to make Wyatt’s eyes roll back with pleasure, his hands ball up in ecstasy, and his mouth scream with delight as I made him come.
Digging my fingers into his ass, I pulled him in and back out, fucking him with my mouth. Wyatt thrust his hips in time with my movements. Delirious with excitement, I sucked at the head of his cock, grabbing the shaft and stroking him as I massaged him with my tongue.
“Holy fuck, you’re gonna make me come.”
Pulling my mouth away, I grinned up at him. “Good.”
Before he could say anything, I went back to work, again taking him deep into my throat. Before I could finish him off, Wyatt yanked his hips back, pulling his cock free from my lips with an audiblepop. He yanked me to my feet and pushed me back against the opposite wall, directly under the water. With a hungry look, he pressed his lips to mine, shoving his tongue into my mouth. I greedily accepted it.
A finger slipped into my soaked pussy, making me moan into his mouth. Wyatt added a second finger. My knees went weak as he thrust the two digits into me, fucking me with his hand. I pulled away from the kiss, gasping for air, and cried out as his thumb rubbed my clit.
Wyatt lowered his head until there was the delicious pressure of his lips sucking at my nipple. Tingling electric sparks blasted off inside my head as his tongue slipped and swirled around the tightening nub of flesh. I almost cried out in disappointment when he pulled his lips away, but then his tongue was sliding between my legs. I collapsed back, resting my weight against the wall.
He wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked gently at it. Pulses of heat and pleasure emanated from my core, surging into my stomach and making my nipples tingle. I massaged my breasts and ground my crotch against his mouth. Nothing on earth mattered. Nothing was real other than the two of us and that box of glass, tile, and water.
“Oh, God,” I groaned. “I want your cock, Wyatt. Give it to me.”
Wyatt stood, spun me around, and bent me over. I pressed my hands on the wall to hold myself up, and with an explosion of ecstasy, the full length of his gorgeous cock filled me until his balls pressed against my clit. An inarticulate groan escaped my lips as he began to thrust into me. He reached around my body to grip my breasts, pinching the nipples as he slammed into me. I was tiptoeing on the verge of an orgasm, ready to climax at any second.
“Fuck me hard, Wyatt. Faster.”
He did what I asked, our wet skin slapping together as his hips met my ass, his dick slamming into me faster and harder. His grunts of exertion and how full he made me with each thrust sent me over the edge.
“Fuck!” I screamed, and the burst of pleasure sent my legs quivering. I struggled to hold myself up, and if not for Wyatt’s thick, muscled arms holding me, I would have fallen to the tile floor in a twitching mass. I hung limp in his arms as he continued to fuck me, his shaft sliding into me over and over. The world spun and shivered in my pulsing state of bliss.
Wyatt didn’t slow down. A second climax built, even stronger than before as he hit that sensitive spot inside me. A mixture of fear and excitement swirled in my head. I was almost afraid of how powerful the orgasm would be.
“I’m gonna come,” Wyatt gasped, breathing heavily.
