Chapter 37
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
EMMA
I n between exhaustion-induced fits of sleep, Alex and I spent the night making up for lost time and fucking like rabbits.
When I eventually woke up the next morning, I yawned and stretched to try and ease some of the aches I felt in my body. But despite all the extra nocturnal activities, I’d had the best sleep I’d had in a long time. And I didn’t sleep with the lights on. Having Alex close was all I needed to make me feel safe.
I reached out in the bed to find Alex, but he wasn’t there, and hearing the sound of a shower, I knew exactly where he’d be.
Lazily, I sat up and then swung my legs off the side of the bed and stood up. I walked to the end of the bed and picked up the shirt that Alex had taken off and thrown onto the floor the previous night. I put it on but left it unbuttoned.
The bathroom door was slightly ajar, and I padded across the bedroom to stand in the doorway.
And there he was.
Standing with his back to me, naked under the shower.
I quietly watched him from the doorway as he stood with his head forward, letting the water cascade over him. Just like his arms and chest, his back was also tattooed, with what looked like a weeping or fallen angel with her wings spread out. I could see the pride tattoo on his arm, his muscles flexing as he rubbed the shower gel into his skin.
This man was stunning, and I couldn’t help salivating over the fact that he had such a nice ass. I was so engrossed in enjoying the show that when he said, “Are you just going to stand there and watch me, or are you gonna join me?” I physically jumped.
He turned to face me with a cheeky grin. Then, when he saw that I was wearing his shirt, his expression turned darker. His eyes narrowing on me as he licked his lips and took a deep breath.
“Take the shirt off, Emma, and get the fuck in here now,” he commanded.
Slowly, I let it fall from my shoulders onto the floor and walked across the bathroom into the shower to join him.
Once I was in grabbing distance, he pulled me to him and growled in my ear, “Do you think you can come into this bathroom wearing my shirt, looking fucking sexy as hell, and not get fucked?”
I peered up at him, giving him doe eyes from under my lashes.
“You liked me in the shirt, then?” I asked innocently.
“It looks better on you than it does on me,” he replied, then he took my face in his hands and caressed me, stroking his thumb over my cheeks before he leaned forward and kissed me.
The water flowed over my hot skin, tantalising the goosebumps he was giving me. And I closed my eyes, as his tongue teased mine.
He moved to my neck, and I tilted my head and held him as he kissed me like he was worshipping me.
His hot mouth kissed a trail down to my breast, and he used his hand to massage me as his tongue circled and teased my nipple. I arched my back, pushing my chest forward and he took my nipple into his mouth, sucking with just the right pressure, and then he released me.
He moved to my other breast and gave it the same treatment, sucking my nipple and making my core clench with need.
I groaned, throwing my head back as he carried on his wicked assault on my senses, his talented mouth moving down to my stomach.
And then he knelt on the floor of the shower and said, “Sit on the ledge.”
I turned to see a small, tiled ledge behind me, and as I lifted myself onto it, he put each of my thighs onto his shoulders and buried his face in my pussy.
I cried out as his tongue licked the length of my pussy, grabbing a fistful of his hair and watching as he used his tongue to circle my clit. He flickered his tongue in the most perfect way, making me moan and beg for more. Hearing me, his tongue moved with more urgency, licking and rubbing, coaxing my orgasm into life.
My legs started to shake as my pussy throbbed and my clit pulsed. I knew I was almost there. He used his fingers to open my pussy wider, giving him better access and I whimpered as his tongue rubbed, and teased my most sensitive spot, making the flutters turn to electrifying sparks. I couldn’t speak; all I could do was moan as I watched, transfixed on him and how he was pleasuring me. And then I came hard, and my whole body went into spasm as the waves of pure bliss took hold, rendering me powerless.
Explosions erupted inside me, my clit throbbed, and I fisted his hair as he kept on licking, stroking me with his tongue.
The way this man gave pleasure, like it was his sole purpose in that moment to make me feel as good as he could, made my heart swell even more. I’d never met anyone like him.
I could barely string a sentence together, but he took control, standing up and turning my body to face the wall.
“Put your hands on the ledge,” he instructed, and I did, bending forward slightly as I gripped the wet tiles and tried to regulate my breathing. I was still panting from the orgasmic bliss I’d just been lost in.
And then he slapped my wet ass, not hard, but hard enough to make me moan. He rubbed over where he’d slapped and told me, “This is a body made for sin, and I can’t wait to do every dirty, filthy thing I can to make you come.” And then he thrust his cock into me from behind.
I held the tiles as he fucked me from behind, thrusting his cock hard and fast into me and gripping my hips so tightly I was sure he’d leave marks. But I didn’t care. I loved that I made him come undone like this. I pushed my ass back into him, and he groaned.
“I can’t wait to fuck this tight little ass,” he growled, and he rubbed his thumb over my asshole as he slammed into my pussy.
The feel of him touching what had always felt so taboo to me made me cry out, and I started to come on his cock, my walls gripping him as he slid his thick, hard cock in and out. And then I felt him throbbing too, and he came as he cried out, “Fuck, Emma. Oh fuck,” like he’d lost control.
My whole body was shaking, quivering from the endorphins and the rush of pure pleasure. As his cock slid out of me, I turned and wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight.
“That’s the dirtiest shower I’ve ever had,” I laughed.
“We’re going to have so much fun, you and me,” he replied. “This is just the beginning.”