Blake
“Can I use your body wash?” Briar asks.
I grab it from the tiled wall shelf, squirt a dollop into my palm, and lather it between my hands. “Only if I can soap you up.”
Her lush mouth curves up into a gorgeous smile.
I pull her against me and rub the soap over her arms. Hot water rains around us. She looks so damn pretty right now with her wet hair dripping down her back and water droplets dotting her fair skin. I watch as they trail down the smooth lines and curves of her body. My cock stiffens.
I soap up her chest and stomach and tits.
She giggles. “You’re spending a lot of extra time on my boobs.”
“I need to make sure they’re clean.”
She laughs again before tilting up on her tiptoes to kiss me. A warm feeling spreads in my chest, wrapping tight around my heart. It’s been there ever since Briar told me she loved me yesterday.
I still can’t believe it. My best friend. The girl I’ve had a crush on since I was a teenager is in love with me.
I trail soft kisses down the delicate slope of her neck. When she whimpers and moans softly, my dick gets even harder.
“I’ve never fooled around in the shower before,” she says.
“Do you want to?” I ask, swirling my thumb over her hard nipple.
She gasps. “Yes.”
Need courses through my body. I want to make her first time in the shower really damn good.
I kiss her as I massage her tits in my hands. She’s clawing at my chest and moaning into my mouth. I slide my hand between her legs, grunting when I feel how slick her pussy is.
I pivot the two of us so she gets most of the water. The suds rinse off her body, and I lower my head to her nipple. I tease my tongue over the sweet bud softly, relishing the desperate noises she makes.
I move my mouth to her other breast and work her candy-pink nipple in my mouth. The whole time, I’m teasing her pussy with my fingers.
“Oh god, Blake,” she gasps.
I trail my mouth up her chest to her neck, chasing the water droplets that fall down her throat. I kiss the hinge of her jaw and slide my fingers into her pussy.
“Do you know how many times I’ve fantasized about you while I was taking a shower?”
A cute smile dances on her lips. “How many?”
“I lost count.”
She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, still smiling. But a second later, it fades away when I press my palm against her clit.
“Oh…” she rasps, her legs wobbly. Gently, I push her back against the tile wall.
For a long moment, I watch her unravel at my touch. My pulse hammers in my ears as I stare at her, mesmerized. Everything about her is gorgeous. The red flush on her skin, her pouty little mouth, the pleading look on her face, the way her nipples harden and turn pinker the more turned on she gets.
“I love seeing you like this,” I growl as I lick and kiss her collarbone.
My pulse hammers in my ears. I’m so hard it hurts.
She grips her hand around my wrist, and her eyes roll back. After a second, her gaze focuses, and she flashes a naughty smile.
A rough noise falls from my lips. “Be careful, naughty girl. You keep looking at me like that, and I’ll never let you leave this shower.”
She grins wider. I press my fingers against her front wall, and her smile fades instantly. That adorably panicked look flashes in her eyes.
“Oh, god. Blake.” She closes her eyes and swallows. “I need more. I need your dick. Please.”
My cock bounces. Arousal ignites my entire body, hearing her beg for my cock.
“You want your boyfriend’s dick, naughty girl?”
She nods. “Please. Yes.”
I pull my hand away from her, then drop to my knees. “I’ll give you my dick right after you give me an orgasm on my tongue.”
She cries out when I swipe my tongue over her slit. I groan. She tastes like hot water and sweetness.
“So fucking good,” I groan into her pussy.
I swirl my tongue over her clit in that steady, teasing way that always makes her crazy. A low, breathy moan falls from her lips, and her legs start to shake. She’s already so close.
I grab her hand and place it on my head.
“Pull my hair and scream my name when you come.”
She tugs her delicate fingers through my wet hair, hard. When I feel the burn against my scalp, I growl.
I run my tongue over her sweet little clit, all slow and teasing. Above me, she’s whimpering and moaning and begging. She says “please” and “more” and “yes.” Her sweet noises bounce off the shower walls, surrounding me.
My head swims at how fucking sexy my girl sounds. I love her like this. I love it when she’s this desperate for my mouth and my tongue.
“I’m coming…Blake, I’m coming…Blake!”
She falls apart on my tongue, hot and slick and so sweet. She screams my name so loud, my ears ring. She tugs on my hair so hard, my scalp burns. My eyes roll back at how hard she comes. Fuck, that’s hot.
A warm, heavy, comforting weight grows behind my ribcage. I always love going down on her, but it’s different this time. Knowing she’s in love with me makes this ten thousand times better.
Her body thrashes as she’s pinned between me and the shower wall. I prop her up while I flick my tongue over her clit, making sure she gets every ounce of pleasure from this orgasm.
When she starts to come down, she pushes my face away.
I stand up and kiss her.
“Are you warmed up for my cock, naughty girl?”
She slow-blinks at me as she nods, a hazy look in her eyes.
I pull back the shower curtain and reach over to open the drawer closest to me. I grab a condom, rip it open with my teeth, then slide it on.
Then I grab her waist and hoist her up against the tile wall. She gasps a little, like she’s pleasantly surprised.
“I like how much bigger you are than me,” she says. “I’ve always wanted to be fucked up against a wall.”
I smile as I line the head of my cock up to her pussy. When I sink all the way in, we both cry out. I close my eyes and rest my forehead against hers.
I take a second just to breathe so I don’t blow my load right away.
I lean back and hold her gaze. I stand there, soaking in this moment with Briar. My girlfriend. The woman I’m in love with.
The woman who’s had all her firsts with me, including this moment right now.
My pulse thickens. Need hammers through my entire body.
“I love you,” I whisper.
Emotion flickers in her eyes. “I love you too.”
I thrust slowly at first. She tightens around me, and I mutter a curse. Pleasure flickers at the base of my spine, making it hard to even think.
“How do you always feel this good, B?” I rasp against her neck.
She moans softly above me. “How do you always feel this big?”
I make another feral sound. Fuck, I can’t take her saying that. I’m gonna come in less than a minute.
She wraps her legs around me, pulling me deeper into her. Electricity charges through my body. My blood pumps hot as the pleasure inside of me goes from a simmer to a boil.
I feel her all around me. Her pussy, her soft skin, her heels digging into my ass cheeks, her fingers digging into my shoulders, her warm breath, her mouth on my neck.
I keep fucking her slow and deep, even though I want to go wild.
I grip her sweet ass, tilting her up higher so I can give her a better angle.
She trembles and shakes.
“How’s that, babe?”
She’s nodding furiously. “So, so good.”
I drive my hips into her, pressing hard against her clit.
“Oh wow, oh my god,” she babbles.
Around my waist, I feel her inner thigh muscles tighten and tense.
“I want it hard and fast, Blake. Will you fuck me hard and fast now? Please?” Her voice is breathy and pleading, and any self-control I’m employing to take this slow and steady is swirling down the drain.
I can’t say no to Briar. Anything she wants, I’ll give it to her. My whole heart is in her hands.
I tilt my hips forward and press against her clit again. She starts to shake against me.
I do what she says and fuck her fast and hard. Her hands dig into my shoulders, and she screams my name.
Her sweet pussy tightens around my cock as she starts to unravel. I press my teeth against the hinge of her jaw, then run my tongue over the sensitive skin.
“That’s it, babe. Come hard on my dick like the good girlfriend that you are.”
Pleasure hums through my body as I feel her fall apart against me. She tightens so hard on my cock that my vision starts to go fuzzy. Flames race up and down my spine.
“You’re so good, Briar. Perfect. Fuck, I love you so much,” I grit out as I hit my peak.
I come with a roar, shattering completely. I’m a million broken pieces floating in the air, and the only thing that can put me back together is Briar.
I come down from my release, panting like I’ve sprinted a marathon. My lungs feel scraped out.
I press a soft kiss to her forehead and wrap my arms tight around her.
We don’t say anything for a few minutes. We just stand there, our arms around each other, breathing hard as hot water rains around us.
“You’re everything I ever wanted,” I confess, my voice soft and low.
She grabs my face in her hands and looks at me. “So are you.”
I think about everything happening right now—what I could lose. If I lose hockey, I’ll be devastated, no question. But I’ll get through it. Because I have Briar.
She kisses me. “I love you.”
“I love you.”