Joel #2
Hiding this erection from her is going to be impossible, but here goes. I clear my throat and straighten, stepping aside to make room for her. “You should stand in front, Rose. You’ll get cold so far from the water.”
She doesn’t move.
“Unless you've changed your mind about showering with me?” I ask, voice low. Here I was, quietly wishing for claiming bites while she was regretting stepping into this shower.
My heart slams against my chest. My palms would be sweating if they weren’t already wet, and I can’t remember ever being this nervous in my life.
“I’m not confident about my body. Watching you get undressed didn’t exactly help. I don’t think I’m a troll living under a bridge or anything, but you’re… well, you’re you, and I don’t want you to be disappointed by what you see.”
Fuck this erection.
I turn around.
She’s naked, arms wrapped around her chest. Her eyes slide from me the second I face her. My gaze wants to explore every beautiful curve, but what just came out of her mouth takes priority.
“Nobody is perfect because no body is perfect. Unless you make it so. And I prefer real and raw.” I wait until she peeks up at me, then give her a reassuring smile.
“I have burns, scars, and flaws I’d rather not point out to a woman I think is the most beautiful I’ve ever seen, and I try hard to forget that she found out my embarrassing middle name the first time we met. ”
A soft smile plays on her lips. “Then why’d you show me your ID?”
“You were wary, and I wanted to reassure you that you had nothing to fear from me.” I peer down at her, trying to look serious. “If you can keep from standing on any tall buildings with a megaphone, screaming it far and wide, I guess I can live with you knowing that my middle name is Jane.”
She grins and stops hugging herself in an effort to hide so much of her body from me. “And if I wanted to scream it far and wide?”
I let out a dramatic sigh. “Then I guess I can learn to live with that, too. Wrap your arms around me so you don’t slip, and I’ll share some of this hot water with you.”
She steps toward me, looping her arms around my shoulders, and I turn her so we’re both getting the hot water spray on the right sides of our bodies.
“So, why Jane?”
“My mom wanted a girl, but it took a while for my parents to have Noah and then for me to come along. They probably figured they wouldn’t have more, and Mom was determined that at least one of her kids would be called Jane.
Unfortunately for me, Noah lucked out, and I was the sacrifice.
” I grin, keeping the focus on my embarrassing middle name and not on a beautiful body I can’t imagine why she’d ever want to hide. I see her, and all I do is want.
She laughs. “Sacrifice? It’s not that bad. I like Jane. And it could have been Penelope or Barbie. You could be all mysterious and call yourself JJ but refuse to say what that second J stands for. It would drive people crazy.”
“Hmmm. I like the way you think.” Clasping her hips, I glide the tip of my nose along hers. Rose seems to like it, tilting her head back so I can keep doing it as she wraps her arms around my waist.
Her smile is so beautiful, so radiant, that I have to taste her lips. My hands explore her curves, and I groan into her mouth as my fingers find her ass, massaging it and groaning again.
“Fuck,” I say against her lips, “you have the sexiest ass I’ve ever seen.”
She laughs. “You haven’t even seen it.”
“Oh, I’ve definitely seen it. I was just very careful about making sure you didn’t catch me looking. You’d have known for sure that my thoughts weren’t pure.”
It’s such a ridiculous thing to say that I’m not the least bit surprised she laughs, and I grin down at her. God, this woman’s smile is like sunlight flooding my soul.
“What does that even mean?” she asks, still laughing.
I drop a kiss on her lips. “It means I have been wanting to bend you over things and…”
Her smile fades, and she swallows hard. The scent of her arousal, rich, heady and spicy-sweet, teases my nose. “And what?”
“Turn around and find out,” I dare her.
For two beats, she holds my gaze. My heart stops when she places her hands flat on my chest and pushes. Instantly, I step back, giving her the space she needs. Her hands drop from my body, and my mood plummets through the floor.
Shit. She wasn’t ready for this.
She just admitted she isn’t confident with her body, and you dare her to show you her ass? Idiot.
All she wanted was to shower and talk, and instead I’ve pushed her into—
She turns around.
My gaze dips, and the breath stops in my throat.
This was not a good idea.
My fingers spasm and all the blood shoots to one particular body part.
Rose’s ass? Incredible in jeans and those sundresses that skim her bare thighs. But naked? The small dimples at the base of her spine, her narrow waist, and her rounded cheeks… she’s fucking perfection.
She says shyly, “Joel? I’m waiting for you to do whatever it is you said you wanted to do to me.”
My dick twitches, then starts to throb.
Dangerous words to say to a man already struggling with his control.
Gripping my cock tight at the base, I stare at the dark-gray speckled tile over her right shoulder. “Give me a second,” I grind out.
She waits three seconds, then turns. Her gaze drops, and her eyes widen. “Um…”
“Yeah.” I take deep breaths to slow my racing heart. “Just give me a second to calm down.”
“Should I stop looking?”
I swallow a smile. “Looking is definitely not helping my ability to remain calm, but I do appreciate your attention.”
“Okay.” She turns back to face the tile, but not before I catch the small smile playing on her lips.
Despite my throbbing cock, I can’t help but smile and kiss the back of her shoulder, relieved that she’s relaxed and comfortable with me seeing her body and not hiding it from me. “Thanks, baby.”
And as the warm water streams over us, I slowly get a handle on my need to come, enough that I let my dick go and look down.
My hands frame her hips, take in those gorgeous, rounded cheeks, and I curse again. “Yep. Definitely the sexiest.”
“What are you doing?” she asks breathlessly as I kiss a path down her gorgeous back, not stopping until I’m on my knees in front of her ass. Hot water cascades over us, and I’m aware that it’s not unlimited. If we did everything I wanted to do in here, we’d be shivering under a freezing shower.
But this?
I press a kiss on one cheek, then the other.
“Joel?” she whispers, a hitch in her voice.
I bury my face against lightly-tanned skin, breathing in a scent I know all too well: Rose is aroused, and growing more so by the second. My mouth waters, and after giving her gorgeous ass one last kiss, I look up at her. “Turn,” I softly order.
Rose doesn’t ask why. She knows what’s coming.
She turns.
I look up at her, taking my time appreciating every curve. Her body is gorgeous and so damn sexy it would send me to my knees if I wasn’t already on them.
“You’re beautiful,” I say, holding her gaze, willing her to believe that I mean every single word. “Way too fucking beautiful inside and out to think you’re anything but.”
Her eyes soften, and she frames my jaw. “You make me feel that way.”
I kiss the center of her palm, then take her hand from my face, guiding it to my hair. I lift her left leg over my shoulder, giving me all the space I need.
“Once I’ve shown you just how beautiful you are.” I kiss the inside of her thigh, and her body shivers in response. I look at her. “You’re going to press your hands against that wall while I fuck you.”
She gulps.
“Do you have a problem with any of that?”
A rosy flush sweeps over her cheeks and her neck. She clears her throat. “Who am I to get in the way of all your plans?”
Chuckling, I nip the inside of her thigh, then bury my face against her pussy.
Her fingers grip my hair, and her heel digs into the back of my shoulder. Soft moans spill from her lips as slick coats my tongue.
I grab her ass and drag her closer, groaning as I lick between her legs. I draw her swollen clit into my mouth, gently suckling. She orgasms with a strangled moan, swaying slightly as I keep her on her feet.
As I stand, her eyes flutter open. “Joel?”
I kiss her so deeply that when I pull away, we’re both gasping for air.
“Turn, beautiful. I need to feel that gorgeous ass on me while I fuck you.”
She turns.
Immediately.
My smile at her eagerness doesn’t last long. Her palms press against the tile wall, slide up over her head, and she pushes her ass back on me.
“Like this?” Her voice is soft. Sweet.
An ass that sexy in that position is downright criminal.
I groan. “Fuck me, Rose. You know exactly how to bring a man to his knees.”
My eyes sweep over the slender curve of her back. I bite off another groan as I rub myself against the seam of her ass. Threading my fingers with hers, I roll my hips and slowly push my cock inside her. We both groan.
She makes a soft sound in her throat, tipping her head back as I thrust.
I kiss her throat, trying to go slow, wanting to make this last as her hot pussy clenches tight around my dick.
The water cools. I pull one hand from hers, reach over and turn it off, then I go back to fucking Rose.
I look down, watching my dick slide in and out of her slick cunt. “Fuck. I wish you could see how wet my cock is when I pull it out of you,” I murmur.
Her muscles ripple around me, and I choke back a groan. I push more insistently against her, and her body swallows another inch.
She whimpers and wiggles. “Joel…”
“That’s it,” I croon into her ear. “Push back. Take what you need from me, baby.”
“Oh, God…”
Gritting my teeth, I force myself deeper and ease out again. It’s fucking perfect. She’s so damn tight and hot.
“You take me so well.”
I thrust until I’m lodged inside her from base to tip, taking a second to enjoy the snug fit, then I set a deep, hard pace.