“Then the women you’ve been with are stupid.”
She was tall, so he only had to bend a little for her to get the shampoo on his head. And oh, man, he liked her hands on his head and in his hair. She knew not to treat his head gently. She massaged his head hard, really digging in and it felt great, especially when she used her thumbs at the back of his neck.
“I might have to ask you to give me a massage,” he said. “You have very good hands.”
“I think we could arrange that. As long as we’re naked.” She slid her soapy hand around and stroked his cock, making him suck in a breath. Now that she could do for a very long time and he wouldn’t complain at all.
“Yeah, that kind of a massage. It feels good to have your hand on me.”
“Like this? With long strokes?”
He swallowed, lost in the feel of her hand wrapped around him.
“Yes.”
“We’ll get back to that in a minute. Rinse your hair.”
He enjoyed this side of her, when she was relaxed and playful.
He rinsed his hair, and when he opened his eyes she had the bottle of body wash.
“How about you wash me now?”
Grant was looking forward to this. He poured body wash onto his hands and rubbed them together, forming a lather. He started on her back, massaging her muscles as he soaped her up, taking in the sounds of her moans, which only made his dick throb harder.
And when he slid one finger between her buttocks, she leaned forward and palmed the wall of the shower, letting out a low moan.
“That feels good,” she said.
He moved in closer. “Does it?” He moved one hand around and cupped her sex, rubbing back and forth until her breath caught, while teasing her anus with his finger.
“Oh. Oh, God, yes. Keep doing that. Keep touching me there.”
Now they were getting somewhere. He was learning what she liked, what turned her on, and she was driving him crazy. He wanted to be inside her so badly he was ready to explode.
But right now he wanted her to explode.
He kept up the movements of his hands, sliding a finger inside her pussy while using the heel of his hand to make contact with her clit and using a gentle back and forth motion across her anus.
“I want—”
She didn’t finish, but he knew, so he slid the tip of his finger into her ass.
“Oh, yes. That’s what I want. All the way in.”
He loved that she gave him direction, that she told him what she needed.
He pushed his finger inside her anus, while thrusting his finger into her pussy and increasing the pressure on her clit.
“Oh, I’m coming.” Her body tightened around his fingers as she came with a hard orgasm. He felt every part of her shudder for a good long minute that left him ready to go off as well.
When he withdrew, he washed his hands, turned her around, and kissed her, needing to take her mouth, her tongue, envelop her in the passion that had overtaken him. She wound her hand around the nape of his neck and wrapped her leg around his hip.
He needed a goddamn condom and he needed it now.
Breathless, Kat broke the kiss, her body still quivering from the orgasm that had left her weak and shaking.
Katrina had never experienced anything like that, had been so focused on what Grant had been doing to her that she’d lost all sense of time and place. She might have screamed. She couldn’t remember, and right now, she couldn’t care. All she knew was she wanted more.
And from the heated looks Grant gave her, she knew he was ready as well. He quickly grabbed soap and washed his body, then turned the shower off. They climbed out, dried off, and headed to the bedroom.
“I need to fuck you,” he said pushing her onto the bed. “Right now. I need to come hard in you.”
Having a man nearly shaking with need for her was a heady realization. What he’d done to her in the shower—the heights of pleasure he’d taken her to—had shattered her.
She spread her legs. “Do it to me again, Grant. Make me come like that again.”
With a low growl, he grabbed a condom and tore the wrapper open. She expected him to thrust inside her, but instead he went lower, kissing her inner thighs before burying his face in her sex.
Oh, the things the man could do with his tongue. He lapped at her pussy, then moved up to her clit, sliding his lips and tongue over her until she was ready to scream again. She was shaking all over, so close to an orgasm she had grasped his hair and was arching her pussy against his face.
Only then did he climb up her body, kiss her deeply, then put on the condom and thrust into her.