21. Chapter 20 #2
“Perfect,” she breathed, her hands coming up to pinch her nipples hard as she bounced on his dick. “Right there. Like that. Keep doing that.”
His fingers bruised her hips, pulling her tighter each time his dick thrust inside. Her pussy gushed as he stroked repeatedly over her G-spot.
“I’m going to come.” Her head fell back. “Harder, Jinx. Grab me harder.”
His grip dug into her while he held her still, his hips the only thing moving now, striking up into her in deep, desperate strokes.
Her pussy clenched around him, each fluttering pulse dragging him closer to the edge.
Jinx cried out, his head thudding against the pillow as his own pulsing joined hers. “I love you!” he shouted, his eyes squeezing shut. His hips jerked as he dragged her into him a couple more times.
Julia’s chest tightened at the words, her own orgasm still making her body sing.
“Love you. Love you,” he gasped while he fell apart. His pulses slowed until he fell still.
She lowered on top of him, nuzzling his chest until she found his nipple again and gave it a bite that caused his dick to kick inside of her one more time.
She turned her head, listening to his heart thud under her ear. Their breaths gasped and wheezed, though a little slower with every heartbeat, until eventually they both took shuddering, steady breaths.
Little pulsing aftershocks still fluttered inside of her, and the echoes of his words of love filled her thoughts. She sighed, nuzzling her nose against his chest one more time before pushing up.
His eyes looked drowsy as he stared into hers. She lowered her face toward his, kissing his mouth with no finesse at all since her lips were spread in a grin.
“That was so fucking good, wasn’t it?” Her body was lethargic from how hard she’d orgasmed.
There was a dazed look in his eyes. She’d done that. She’d made him fall apart to the point that he hadn’t known what he was saying.
His hands had softened on her hips, and his fingers stroked lightly. There was something sexy about those small touches. Her body clenched on him, and he moaned, making her want to hear more of his sweet noises. Not words. She should try to forget those words.
Her hand moved between them, holding the condom to his dick so she could slide up and off. “We should get cleaned up. You got this?”
His hands fumbled to hold the condom to his softening dick, and she withdrew, rolling off the bed.
Her heart hadn’t slowed down yet. She watched him dispose of the condom, then shook herself, turning toward the shower to turn it on. “I got you all sweaty. Come on. Shower with me.”
Jinx blinked at her, his body tensing. “Are you sure?”
She tested the water, nudging it cooler when it burned over her fingers. “Of course. Why shouldn’t we?”
His gaze dropped to his feet. His hand hovered over his crotch, as if hiding his softened dick. “I mean, I don’t think a condom will stay on right now. I can shower after.”
She turned to face him fully. “I wasn’t offering shower sex.
I just want to bathe.” She reached for him, and he froze.
His eyes widened when her fingers stroked his sticky and soft dick.
“Your dick isn’t dirty. I mean, yeah, it kind of is right now since you came and all, but I don’t want you acting like it’s diseased. ”
“B-but I am. Diseased.”
She stroked him again, petting his soft flesh.
“I don’t like you thinking that way. We’re not going to bump crotches or anything.
Nothing risky. I just want to get my soapy hands all over you, and yours on me.
This is going to be okay, Jinx, I promise.
It’s not the type of skin-on-skin contact you need to be afraid of. ”
“It’d be safer if—”
She kissed his lips, letting her hand fall away.
“It’s okay, I promise. But if you’re saying no, that’s okay, too.
You can shower after if you don’t want to join me.
” She moved back, her smile forced, and slipped behind the shower curtain.
The hot water hit her face as she released a shuddering breath into the spray.
She wasn’t going to cry. Jinx was being careful. There was nothing wrong with that.
Cool air swirled around her ass, and then Jinx stepped inside.
Julia turned to look at him, taking in the tenseness of his body and his clenched hands at his sides.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Relax. I’ve already sexed you up. This isn’t about that.” She reached for her body wash, squeezing more than necessary into her hands. “Fair warning. You’ll be smelling like strawberries after this.” She slid her soapy hands over his shoulders.
The muscles loosened under her soothing massage, and she touched him more, using her body to block the water as she washed away all the sweat she’d caused.
“I like your strawberry smell,” he said, pink coloring his cheeks.
Her lips ached, she was grinning so wide. She continued to wash his body. Her hands mapped all of him, liking the light spattering of hair and the hard lines of bone and sinew. He really was skinny, but his skin was soft, too.
He tensed up when she reached his crotch, staring down at her hands as she washed his dick. They’d both had enough sex, though. It wasn’t a touch to turn on. She wasn’t sure why she wanted to touch him so much, besides the fact that he really was pretty, even soft and hanging.
She turned to pump out more soap, lathering as she moved around to his back. “Rinse off while I get your back.”
He hummed as he turned his face into the spray, and she leaned closer, giving the back of his neck a kiss and getting water in her eyes from the effort. She laughed, pulling her head back and finishing by wiping soap there instead.
After he rinsed all the suds away, he reached for her soap. “Now you, right?”
“Yeah,” she agreed, her eyes falling shut as he began to touch her. Jinx kept his pressure almost too soft to do much cleaning. Her skin prickled everywhere he touched, goosebumps raising along her arms. “This feels good, doesn’t it?” she murmured.
“Yeah. It’s nice,” he agreed. “Turn around and I’ll get your back.”
She let out a sigh as he massaged a little harder into her back muscles. His hands skimmed down over her ass, and that caused definite tingles, but not enough to worry about.
“Do you want me to wash your hair?” he offered. After she nodded, he reached for her shampoo.
Julia had never realized how much she liked her scalp touched before. She had to swallow a definite moan as his hands worked through the short strands.
“I’m surprised you wanted to do this,” he said.
Her chest squeezed at the reality of those words. He was right. What the hell did she think she was doing?
“It’s just a friendly shower.” She flushed. “Here, let me rinse.”
Jinx gave her room, and she let the cooling spray slide over her.
“It feels more intimate than sex,” Jinx confessed.
Her heart kicked in her chest.
“I mean, not that the sex was intimate. I understand it was just sex. I didn’t mean—”
Julia’s hand covered his mouth as she stared into his eyes. “It’s okay. We’re okay, Jinx.” She waited for his slight nod before turning away to shut off the now more cold than warm water. “Come on. Let’s get dried off.”
He seemed a lot less nervous naked as they dried off, all of his tension having drained away. Julia studied him. He was lean and skinny, but still perfect. She really liked his body, she realized.
“I don’t want you to hate your body,” she said, regretting it when she watched him flinch. “Your body is beautiful, Jinx.” Her eyes dropped to his dick, and she raised an eyebrow. “Though one part is prettier than all the rest.”
He choked on a laugh. “Thanks for doing this, even though it was a little weird.”
She nodded, turning to hang up the towel. “Can I confess something?”
“Sure,” he said behind her.
“You’re the only sex partner I’ve ever showered with.” She turned, smiling at his surprise. “I’m glad it was you. I really liked this. You know, just this once.”
He swallowed. “Right. As you said, it was a friendly shower.” His hand passed over his wet hair, still plastered to his head. “Jules, did I—”
She jerked open the door before he could ask the question. “Ooh, that’s cold! Let’s get dressed.”
Leaving the bathroom felt a little like running away, but she wasn’t ashamed of that.