Chapter 23
Back home, she turned the faucet of the shower on to begin warming up the water in her bathroom. Layne felt a layer of grit all over herself that needed to be washed away. Perhaps there was a little bit of her soul that also needed some cleansing, too.
While she waited for the steam to begin filling the room, she peeled away her clothes dropping each article to the floor. A quiet sigh of relief escaped from her lips as she pulled her elastic tie from her tresses, relieving the tension of her hair on her scalp. Her fingers ran through the locks of her hair a few times to allow herself to ease into a more relaxed mood after the toll the evening had taken on her.
Her hand pulled open the glass door to the shower as she stepped inside, immediately feeling the heat of the streams of water pelt against her skin. The temperature was almost unbearably hot, just the way she liked it. The shower door lightly clinked as it came to a close behind her.
Layne tilted her head back underneath the water coming from the showerhead, letting her hair soak up all the moisture until it was fully saturated. As the water ran down over her body, she already began to feel more at ease. She closed her eyes and just stood there under the waterfall coming from above, relishing in the moment.
There was a small swirl of cool air that breezed through the bathroom briefly. She opened up her eyes and tilted her head forward at the unexpected air movement. Her hand pressed against the foggy glass wall as her ears strained to hear any unusual sounds.
Clink. Clink. Swish. Zip.
The sound of a belt being unlatched and pulled from its loops followed by a zipper sliding down. Her breathing sped up. Her eyes darted around at her surroundings; she was caged in here like an animal. There was nowhere to go and her only weapons were hair products and soaps, a shitty razor that she forgot to replace last week, a vibrating rose for the days when she needed a little relief, and a purple loofah.
Given the options, she opted for the razor with the anti-nick guards on it. Silently, she cursed herself wondering why she was even bothering.
She wished that if someone was going to attack her, it wasn’t while she was naked in the shower. It takes a special kind of asshat to take this approach to violence. At least they could have the decency to wait until she was clothed and attempting to eat a balanced meal.
A pair of large hands grabbed onto the top of the shower’s glass wall. Her eyes darted north to see the tips of the fingers curling over the top. Swallowing hard, she swiped her hand across the steamy glass to get a better view of the outline of whoever was standing right outside her shower.
Joey smirked as he stood there completely nude. All of his muscles stretched out on display from the lean lines of his arms, down over the front of his inked chest, the cuts of his abs, and right down to the main event.
It didn’t matter how many times she had seen this man without his clothes on, it took her breath away every damn time. Layne stood there dumbfounded to the point she dropped the razor. The shallow movement of water at her feet carried it down to the drain where it halted.
He dropped his arms down and opened up the door to invite himself into the shower with her. “Did you think after watching you with that asshole all night that I wasn’t going to want to get a piece of you afterward?”
The white tiles of the wall were suddenly at her back and she didn’t even recall backing up. Her eyes had been so distracted by his raging hard-on that her head wasn’t thinking clearly. “Are you admitting to stalking me?”
The water began to cascade over Joey’s body, drenching every part of him before he stepped up to her. His hands latched onto her hips, squeezing them firmly while he pressed her back to the wall so she had nowhere to go. His face gave a sexy devil’s grin as he leaned down and trailed his mouth over the side of her neck. “I’ll admit to stalking when you admit to eye-fucking me every chance you get.”
Layne’s mouth curved into a sassy smile. “Are you sure you’re not just imagining things?” Her hand slid across the front of his body until it moved over his shoulder to run up along the back of his neck. Her slender fingers grasped onto it to encourage his mouth to continue its path.
His length pressed up against her lower stomach as he leaned into her. Joey’s hand ran up from her hip onto her breast, roughly kneading it with his palm as he began to stake his claim on her. His teeth lightly grazed over the spot where her neck met her shoulder. “The only thing I’m imagining right now is how tight your pussy is going to clench around my dick.” His words rumbled into a growl as he emphasized who was going to be the man reaping the pleasures of her body tonight.
The thought alone had her thighs pressing together as the excited sensation was intensely building between them. “A little presumptuous, aren’t you?” Her fingers slid through the hair on the back of his head, grasping a handful of it in her hand.
“Hm.” That was all he said before he eased up off her for a moment. Joey leaned over and grabbed something off one of the built-in shelves. “We’ll see.”
He grabbed her arm and spun her around so the front of her body was pressed up against the slick tiles of the shower wall. Her hands had nothing to grasp onto on the flat surface. Layne started to push back, but Joey’s hand tangled up in her hair keeping her right where he wanted.
A familiar sound echoed behind her. The vibrations of the rose from her adult toy collection were humming at a low frequency. His hand reached around in front of her and down between her legs. “How confident are you feelin’ now that I was being presumptuous?” He tilted her head back to look at him so he could watch her face.
Before she could respond, he connected the toy with her sensitive clit that had already been aching with need. Her body jolted with the onset of immediate pleasure that shot through her.
Layne gasped out. The sweet sound of her moan filled the small space of her shower. Joey didn’t ease up on assaulting her body with the silicone toy against her bud. Her legs could have given out right then and there. “Mmm, that’s not playing fair.”
He pressed his chest along the back of her body, his cock nestled right up against her ass. She pushed her hips back into him, drawing out a moan of approval from him. “Playing fair is for nice guys. We both know what type of guy I am.”
Vibrations continued to viciously hum against her clit, quickly bringing a tremble throughout her body. Layne writhed and squirmed between two immovable objects: the wall and Joey.
“I love the way you squirm against me,” his gravelly voice purred into her ear. His hand pressed the toy against her harder sending wave after wave of intense pleasure straight up into her core. The swollen head of his member dragged down along the crease of her ass until he was positioned right at the opening of her pussy.
Layne’s hands furiously began slipping against the slick tiles as the divine sensations began to overwhelm her. “Oh, God!”
Seeing that she was barely hanging onto her sanity, Joey sank himself deep into her in one smooth motion. His eyes locked on her face as she instantly became undone for him.
Her release erupted in a magnificent display of pleasure that took her hostage. Her primal screams were unleashed as her body immediately took him in and tightened around him.
Loudly he groaned at the pressure of her body. “Fuck, Layney. You’re going to be the death of me.”
Joey damn near lost it the way her walls squeezed and spasmed around him. Typically, he was a pinnacle of self-control. Tonight was different. Having seen the way Eric was pawing at her tonight, Joey needed to have her. He needed to feel her. He needed to know that she was all his.
Her legs could barely feel themselves after she came with such force. So, when Joey made his sudden movements, she was hardly in a spot to protest.
The toy was removed from her body and tossed to the side with a clang against the floor as it rolled over to the corner. He released her hair and grabbed her by the hips. Before she knew it, he pulled her away from the wall and had her completely bent over with her one hand planted on the shower floor and the other braced against the wall.
Hard firm thrusts began railing into her body. His cock claimed her precious cunt for his own pleasure tonight. Joey’s hands dug into her hips as their bodies smacked together. “That’s it. Take my dick like a good girl.” His movements were harsh as he slammed his length into her. The tip of him continued to pound away at that delightful spot deep inside of her.
Layne’s world began spinning as she cursed out between her heavy pants. “Joey! I can’t take… You’re gonna make me….” Her climax wracked her entire being, nearly causing her to collapse as it shook throughout every fiber of her body.
Even with her orgasm strangling his cock, Joey didn’t ease up as he rammed into her. He needed to feel her body taking him, even at its limits. His hands latched onto her body so tightly it was likely to leave bruising on her fair skin.
The water continued to rain down on them both, washing away the sweat and sins of their bodies. Layne gasped for air as the aftermath of her release was stretched out while he continued to own her body and the pleasures of it.
He withdrew from her and pulled her up straight. Joey turned her face to him, drunk with lust. Roughly, his mouth claimed her lips forcing them open to allow his tongue entry. The kiss was short-lived when he pulled back and urged her down onto her knees. “Now, I’m gonna fuck that mouth, beautiful.”
It was a perfect view from his angle, seeing her now below him with those full green eyes gazing up. Joey’s hands buried themselves in her wet locks of hair, grabbing onto her head and drawing her forward.
Layne parted her lips and opened up her mouth for him. As Joey guided himself into her mouth, the sensation of her velvety tongue dragging along the underside of his dick caused him to quiver in a moment of bliss.
Joey’s cock twitched in excitement as she took every inch he pushed into her. He drew back only to immediately push forward into her mouth, this time deeper. The tip of his cock pressed at the back of her throat. He repeated the motion until it formed a rhythm. His hands held her head exactly where he needed it.
The movement of his hips picked up as he glided in and out of the depths of her mouth. Layne hummed against his flesh, instigating a deep growl from him.
“Fuck, I’m not gonna last much… mmm, longer.” His thrusts became less smooth. The moment he took another look at Layne’s eyes peering up at him under her wet eyelashes and the streams of water running down her face, he lost control of his release.
He shoved her mouth onto him as his thick cock pushed past her gag reflex that pulsed against him. Ropes of his hot seed burst out of him and down her throat as he roared out in ecstasy. Joey removed one hand from Layne as he leaned forward, gasping for oxygen while he braced the hand against the wall behind her.
With each pulse of his dick still buried inside her mouth, he gave a quieter moan and eventually a whimper followed by a satisfied sigh.
Slowly, he pulled back and assisted her back up onto her feet. Joey laid light kisses on her swollen lips that were plastered with a euphoric smile. Layne returned each one of his kisses in reassurance that she only wanted him.
Her hand came up to rest on the side of his face while he slid his around her waist to hold her close. A strong feeling inside of her wanted to bubble up to the surface as she stared into the affectionately warm brown eyes she had come to rely on to make her feel safe. Layne’s lips slightly parted to say something, but the words never made it off of her tongue.