45 An a-quadruple-plus
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
An a-quadruple-plus
RILEY
Will levelled me with a solemn glare. “Under no circumstance is your body ever gross, Dover.”
I chuckled. “You don’t have to overcompensate, Caufield. I’m a sweaty mess and I’m okay with it.”
Will licked his lips, inching closer to me. For a moment I thought he was going to kiss me, but he lowered to his knees instead.
He was so tall that even kneeling on the tiles he was still the perfect height. Pressing his lips to my knee, he dragged his tongue along my inner thigh until he was hovering over my sensitive centre. For a split second I almost caved, but the sneakers still on my feet were a sobering reminder. While I loved sucking him off and would under almost any circumstance, I would rather not suck him off straight after a hockey game.
Lightly shoving him back, I got to my feet. “Thanks for the offer, but I’m cashing in on your other one.”
He looked amused. “Which was?”
“Coming on your dick.”
Bending down, I unlaced my sneakers and kicked them and my socks to the side. Following my guide, Will got to work getting undressed too. In a flash we were both naked and I was taking his hand and pulling him into the warm spray.
“Jesus, Riley,” Will ground, his teeth gritted. “It’s like a fucking kettle in here. ”
Laughing, I added some cold water. I didn’t need it as warm given what we were about to do anyway. When I reached for the bodywash, Will stepped closer, taking the tube from me.
“Are you going to let me do that?” he asked.
“If you want to.”
“You bet I fucking do.”
Will made mundane things seem erotic. His warm hands travelled across my skin, cleaning every inch of me like I’d never cleaned myself before. Now I was going to get turned on each time I smelt my bodywash. Fantastic.
As he set the tube down, he caught sight of something else on the shower shelf. His eyebrows shot up. Fuck, I’d been hoping he hadn’t noticed.
Since dirtying my knees in the hockey showers, this had become my favourite place to use my vibrator. It was the place I found easiest to picture it was his dick in me, not silicone.
He grinned wickedly, picking it up. “What’s this doing in here?”
I merely swallowed, too nervous to answer. The pink silicone looked especially feminine in comparison to his masculine chest. It offset the darkness of his many tattoos.
Waiting on an answer, he cocked his eyebrow, which wasn’t the only cocky thing. I could feel that nudging against my naval.
I gathered some courage and murmured, “A girl’s got needs.”
“And I’m not meeting them?”
He was exceeding them. He deserved an a-quadruple-plus. But I wasn’t willing to tell him that and swim into his ego. I simply shrugged my shoulders in answer. As one of the most competitive people I knew, Will took the bait.
“Let’s see if this toy can get you moaning louder than I had you on the vanity.”
He reached down to hook my leg over his hip. When his hardened dick rubbed against my clit I purposely pressed onto my toes. If I thrust forward he would be in me and–
“Nah-ah, Dover,” he said, making a tsk sound.
I groaned. I wanted him so badly my stomach was in knots. Flicking the vibrator on, the incessant noise caused goose bumps to break out across my skin.
With hooded eyes, Will dragged it over my sensitive nipples that were hardened in anticipation. He growled when I moaned. I wasn’t sure who was teasing who here.
He slid the vibrator lower, past my naval and below my hips. When it reached the desired target, my entire body shuddered.
“Oh my god. ”
The sensory overload caused my eyes to roll into the back of my head. I was still tender from my orgasm earlier. I had to brace myself against the shower wall for support.
I reached one trembling hand over my chest, squeezing roughly and digging my nails into my breasts to keep myself grounded.
“Fuck,” Will rumbled. “That’s hot, Dover.”
He danced the vibrator over my clit in purposeful movements, though each time I neared the tipping point he’d pull it away. All the while his cock teased me, nudging against the perfect spot between my legs.
When I attempted to wrap my hand around it, he swatted my fingers. I groaned in frustration, which caused Will to chuckle deeply. I was going crazy not being able to touch him. He’d worked me up to the point I was finding it difficult to breathe.
“If you don’t give me what I want soon Caufield, I assure you I will combust and die. Do you really want that on your conscience?”
Grinning wickedly, he shifted the toy until it was positioned where I wanted – no needed – it. I was so wet it slipped in with ease.
A guttural sound left Will’s lips as he inched it in and out, leaving only the tip before plunging it all the way back in. This felt good, but the fullness wasn’t the same. Nothing was the same as having Will in me.
Being with him felt like coming home. Right now was like a vacation – amazing as all hell – but I wanted to board the flight back to where I belonged.
As he shifted the vibrator to dance it over my clit, his free hand wrapped around the back of my neck, tugging me against his chest. I was panting like I was dying. He had me worked up to the point of cardiac arrest.
“Tell me what you want, Dover,” he growled into my ear. “Tell me and I’ll give it to you.”
“I – I don’t want the toy right now. I want you.”
We both sighed happily when he finally sunk into me. He might’ve won the battle, but we’d both won the war.
With each of our gazes focussed on where we were joined, Will began rocking mercilessly. The height difference didn’t make shower sex the easiest though, so when I looped my arms around his neck, Will took the prompt and scooped me into his arms.
With my legs hooked around his body in a vice-like-grip, I took control. He was able to loosen his hold, and taking it to his full advantage, he reached around and dragged the vibrator down the length of my spread ass cheeks. Fuck. I hadn’t been expecting that, and I certainly hadn’t been expecting it to feel that good .
I loved having sex with Will. Though right now I felt like I was fucking him more than he was fucking me. I was riding him like this was life and death. Like the fate of the entire world rested on how deep I took him.
The built-up sensations finally reached breaking point. I screamed out so loudly I feared the shower screen was going to crack.
Will’s eyes smouldered as he pulled back to watch me. His mouth was so close to mine, our lips barely apart that if I moved the slightest fraction, we’d be kissing.
Though before I could bridge the gap he threw his head back, his own climax shattering through his body. It took more than a minute for us to float back down to earth. That had been... there were no words.
Will slipped out of me before setting me on my feet. It was only then that I realised we hadn’t used a condom. Had that been why it felt so good? Because Will was an extension of me and the world was right when we were together?
His eyebrows lowered. “Are you still...”
I nodded. I took the pill each morning. We weren’t at risk of any lifechanging blunders coming from that. Though that would have almost been worth it. Just when I thought things with Will couldn’t get any hotter, he found a way to surprise me.
Absentmindedly he set the vibrator down and reached for the bodywash once more. This time his movements weren’t seductive, but tender. I watched him with lazy eyes as his large hands roamed over my body.
“Can I ask you a question?”
He smiled. “You don’t need to check, Dover.”
“Do your friends know about this?”
He raised his gaze to meet mine. “No. Do yours?”
“No.”
Lifting my arm, he dragged his hands all the way to my wrist. Upon seeing the tattoo there, he stilled. Before he could get too good of a look, I subtly pulled away, hiding it behind my back.
“Keeping us a secret?” I teased.
Hypocritical I know, given none of my friends knew about this new arrangement. But knowing Will was sneaking around to see me didn’t feel great either.
“A secret? No. Just hasn’t come up.” His grey eyes remained fixated on my skin. “A word of warning though, it mightn’t stay that way if you tell Grace anything. Whatever you tell her gets filtered straight to Levi.”
I laughed lightly. “I still find it crazy that Holloway has a girlfriend. I’ve always known him to only love himself and hockey. ”
Will’s beefy chest was irresistible with water dripping down it and steam floating off his shoulders. I placed my hands on his torso, practically salivating as his muscles clenched beneath my fingertips.
“He still loves those things,” Will said softly. “But he loves Hughesy more.”