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He placed her hands against the shower wall, bending her over. She spread her legs and hung her head as he massaged her slit with his fingers before he slid his cock all the way in. He didn’t go slow this time, but he reached around and rubbed her clit as he thrust steadily into her.
She cried out as her orgasm took her over the edge. He continued to piston in her, and when she shattered around him a second time, he couldn’t hold back anymore. Her cry and his moan combined to make sweet music as he tumbled after her over the edge. He sagged against her as the water poured over them.
He took care of the condom and then pulled Lacy into his arms and just hugged her to him. Her arms wrapped around his waist and her head rested on his chest. She was addictive.
“Thank you,” she mumbled against his skin.
He chuckled. “No need to thank me, little bird.”
He gave her a final squeeze and released her to grab her mesh sponge and her body soap. The scent of peaches filled the humid air. If he hadn’t just come, he’d have a hard on just from the powerful scent.
“I will never be able to smell peaches and not think of you,” he said as he smoothed the sponge over her body.
“Your scent reminds me of the ocean. Sunshine and waves, crisp air.” She grabbed his scrubby and his body soap. She held her arms up as he moved down her body with the sponge.
He knelt before her and washed her leg and foot, before doing the same to the other. “We should probably figure out breakfast or lunch.”
When he stood, she started to rub his body with his soap. By the time she finished his back and moved to his front, he was fully hard again. She rinsed his scrubby and set it to the side. She put some soap in her hands and rubbed her hands together. Her eyebrow cocked up as she met his gaze.
“Will you tell me if I do something wrong?” She watched his face as her hands touched his cock. She spread the soap up and down and even down to his balls.
“If need be.” He wanted to assure her anything would be fine, but with her hands on him, he could barely form words.
“I’ve never touched a. . . .” Her eyes drifted down.
“Cock, dick, penis. You can call it Fred if you really want to.” He leaned his forehead against the top of her head, trying to focus on her words.
“Cock.” She tested the word and he swore he got harder. “Penis, too clinical. Dick sounds like a bad thing. I’ve never touched a cock before, but I’ve read romances and always wondered.”
She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his chest, all while her wicked hands worked him up and down. “Is this good?”
He moaned as she quickened her strokes. He nodded his head against hers. Fuck, he wasn’t going to last long, which was surprising after he’d already come twice this morning.
“About breakfast.” Her voice was slightly breathless. Did this turn his little bird on too? If he touched her, would she already be wet again?
“We could make some eggs,” she said.
Her hands continued their torture, while his mind tormented him about her own arousal. Fuck, he wanted to touch her, but he also wanted her to explore at her own leisure. Even if it drove him insane.
“Eggs sound good,” he groaned out. If he hadn’t already taken her twice, he would have grabbed a condom and taken her again, but he didn’t want to make her too sore. He appreciated she needed a rest, but only for breakfast. Besides, he was confident she could get him there with her hands.
She flattened her tongue against his nipple and he knew he’d come soon.
“Faster, love,” he whispered. So close.
She raised her head to look up at him. Her eyes were dark with desire and he couldn’t resist those full lips. He took her mouth with his and she opened to him, deepening the kiss. He didn’t know how he’d resisted kissing her before last night. She took over the kiss, giving back everything he’d given to her. He let go as he tipped over the edge.
The shower washed away everything as she continued to kiss him. He cradled the back of her head as he plundered her mouth. When he finally lifted his head, she had a hard time catching her breath.
He looked down into her eyes and smiled. “Perfect.”
* * *
The shower ended quicklyafter that, because they were turning into prunes. Not that Lacy cared. Her insides felt all warm and fuzzy. When they broke apart to grab fresh clothes from their rooms, she put on her kissing frog pajamas and braided her wet hair.
If they decided to leave the apartment, she’d change then. Not that there was any reason to leave the apartment. Soreness lingered between her legs, but the shower definitely helped ease it. She came out to the kitchen and picked up her underwear and bra Jonah had stacked on the chair. Heat coursed through her. She didn’t say anything as she passed Jonah on the way to her bedroom.
“Eggs?” he yelled after her. He had on athletic pants and a tank top. Everything looked good on him.
