Chapter 33
I press our bodies together, sliding my hands up over her ass, covered only by a thong.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, a voice tells me I shouldn’t seduce her to avoid a fight, but in my defense, Jackie is like some kind of addictive drug.
I strip her bare, leaving her naked for me, then turn on the shower.
“What… are you doing?”
“We’re taking a shower together.”
I drop my boxer briefs and step under the water with her, but I don’t touch her yet.
I hold her face and kiss her slowly, letting my tongue slide into her mouth.
At first, it’s to calm her down, because she still looks ready for a fight, but soon her delicious taste takes over my senses, killing off any pretense of rational thought.
My hand trails down her neck until I cup one breast, brushing my thumb over her nipple. She lets out a soft gasp when I pinch it between thumb and forefinger, using a little more force.
It doesn’t take long for Jackie to start trembling, her hands coming up to circle my neck.
I slide my fingers between her thighs, and when I touch her soft curls, she tugs on my hair, showing me just how ready she is.
It’s mutual torture, the slow way I’m teasing her, and when I finally slide a finger into her, we both groan. She’s so damn wet.
I push in deeper and add a second finger, Jackie’s breaths turning short and quick.
My thrusts grow faster, the pressure inside her building.
I can barely breathe from how hard I’m turned on, the air burning my lungs like a tongue of fire.
Without stopping, I use my thumb to massage her clit, working it until she’s begging me for release.
“Come for me.”
“Lucifer.”
“Yes. I’m your personal demon, Jackie.”
She shudders in my hand and, with one last whimper, gives me her orgasm.
Her knees start to buckle, but I wrap an arm around her waist, holding her tight against me.
I crush my lips to hers, needing to drink in all her pleasure-filled sounds.
It was supposed to be a gentle kiss. I brought her into the shower for a reason, to take care of her. But soon, our tongues are warring, battling for control. Commanding and obeying.
Then she catches me off guard, breaking the kiss.
“Wash me,” she says, grabbing a bar of soap and handing it to me.
“What?”
“I want you to wash my body and my hair.”
For a few seconds, I just stare at her, making no move to take the soap, trying to figure out what the hell kind of game this is, one I’ve never played before.
Jackie doesn’t blink, watching me expectantly until I finally understand she’s dead serious.
I lather the soap between my hands and run them over her skin, covering every inch. I deliberately avoid her pussy and ass, brushing only briefly over her nipples. If her goal is to tease me, she’s about to learn I play that game, too.
I expect her to tell me to do it properly, to touch her where I know she wants it, but that’s not what happens.
She glances back over her shoulder, smiling.
“Wash my hair too,” she says, handing me a bottle of shampoo.
I squirt a generous amount into my hands and work my fingers into her brown hair, massaging her scalp.
She rinses it out herself, and without her asking, I grab the conditioner. I never imagined giving my woman a bath could turn me on this much.
This time, when she moves to rinse it, I stop her, running my hands through her hair under the water to help.
“My turn.”
“What?”
“Let me take care of you, too.”
“You don’t have to, I—”
“Please.”
Fuck if I’ll ever be able to deny her anything.
I stand still, waiting, knowing I’m not going to like this. I’m not used to touches outside of a sexual context.
I watch her repeat the same process I just did, except she uses liquid soap instead of the bar.
She starts with my back, her palms moving in slow, circular motions until I’m clean. Like me, she avoids my ass and cock. Then she moves to the front, washing me with the same gentleness as before.
It takes me a couple of seconds to realize I could get addicted to this. Then, just when I start thinking this might go down in history as the only time I’ve been naked with a woman without fucking her, Jackie wraps her soft hand around my cock.
She washes me slowly, and it takes all my willpower not to pull her into my lap and fuck her standing up.
She rinses me off and says, “Lean against the wall.”
Completely dazed, I obey.
She shuts off the water, and when she kneels in front of me, I’m on the verge of ordering her to open her mouth for me.
I don’t. I shift lower instead, pushing my hips forward, spreading my thighs, my hard cock inches from her face.
Jackie looks up at me, naked and fucking gorgeous, but doesn’t make the first move.
I feel like I’m in the middle of a damn test, because I’m sure she’s as desperate for this as I am.
It’s a power struggle, I know, but I never said I played fair.
I start stroking myself, and with my free hand, I barely graze her cheek.
I pump only half a dozen times before, locking eyes with me, she pushes my hand away and takes over. But she goes further, closing her mouth around me, making me throb between her lips.
I can’t resist tangling my fingers in her hair, and she moans like she’s been waiting—wanting—that.
It doesn’t take long before she’s devouring me, then handing over control, offering herself to my lust.
There’s nothing gentle now, only raw need as I drive into her throat.
I feel my balls tighten, orgasm threatening, but as amazing as her mouth is, I want her pussy.
I haul her up and turn her to face away from me.
“Tell me I can fuck you without a condom. I won’t come inside,” I murmur against her ear.
She nods.
I bend her forward and test her entrance once with my tip, feeling her slickness dripping before I thrust in deep.
I cup her pussy with one open hand, using the contact to keep her upright as I take her, my other hand tangled in her hair.
It’s a hard, brutal fuck, our need tearing down any last traces of restraint.
When Jackie comes, she’s screaming my name, and it’s the sweetest fucking music I’ve ever heard.
I pound into her once, twice, three more times, then pull out, stepping back to coat her back with my release.
I pull her up again, her spine pressed to my chest, my heart racing out of control.
I don’t know how long we stay like that. All I know is I’m not ready to let her go yet.