21. Chapter 20
Chapter 20
BECCA
I wasn’t sure if I was hallucinating, in a dream, or if this was real. I had fought so hard to stay away from Shyloh, but here I was, sitting on his lap in the shower. There was a certain level of resistance that I could control, but my body was desperate to be touched and to be touched by him.
The tips of Shyloh’s fingers traced over every curve of my body, studying it as his eyes swept over me. Waiting for me to give in. But if I gave in, would I ever be able to pull myself back out? Would I be able to give myself to him freely without hesitancy?
Giving up control was difficult but allowing him to control my body and my mind was something I was willing to try .
“Okay, Mr. Mendoza. You’ve already lost one minute, nine more to go.”
The smirk on his face was inspired by the devil himself, the look of a man who knew he had won.
Shyloh’s lips cascaded over my collarbone gently as I leaned back, letting his touch sear into me. The chills trickled down my spine, making every part of me alert and anxiously awaiting what he would do next.
He hummed as his mouth drifted down to my breasts, his hands pulling the bra down and away, exposing my nipples to him. With his head down, his eyes lifted to mine as he wrapped his mouth around one and nibbled slightly before licking it slowly with his tongue. I couldn’t look away from him.
My breaths were shallow and the warmth between my legs started to spread.
Shyloh pulled his head back before leaning to my other breast, nibbling and licking, sending me into a frenzy. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. The moan from my mouth was quiet, but loud enough for him to hear.
Pulling back from my breast, Shyloh straightened his spine, angling his mouth to mine. “That sound might just be my favorite.”
“Don’t get too cocky, Shy.”
His brows raised. “Oh, you want my cock? Is that what you want?”
I groaned. “That’s not what I said.”
“Mmm. I’m pretty sure that’s what you meant, though,” he murmured a breath away from my lips .
“Shut up, we only have six minutes”
That’s all I needed to do for the man beneath me to let go completely. His mouth crushed into mine, hands wrapping around to my ass, pulling and kneading me against his hard body. His tongue explored mine and I wanted more.
Wrapping my hands around his neck, I pulled myself up against his chest, giving him full access to my ass.
Shyloh’s fingers danced around my hips and dipped down to my very wet center.
“So, fucking wet,” he groaned between our kisses before he pulled back, gripping my hips and turning me completely around. My back was against his chest and his hand gripped my neck, making the tender part of me exposed to him.
“You think you can come for me in four minutes? That’s all the time you have left.”
I hummed slightly, pushing my ass against his hard length.
“Okay, Becks. Let’s see what this pussy can do.”
His wet lips pressed against my neck as one finger slid into my soaked underwear, grazing over my swollen clit.
I bounced back against him as he chuckled. “Can one finger make you come all over me?” Shyloh moaned into my ear.
That one finger circled over me slowly, dangerously slow, so fucking deliciously slow. I whispered and leaned into him, and I could feel a second finger coast over me. “What about two fingers?” Shyloh groaned .
I moved forward slightly, but his left hand gripped my neck pulling me back. “Where do you think you're going, Becks? I’m not finished with you.”
Shyloh pressed his fingers inside of me, causing a rush of heat to soak my body. I could hear his soft hums and approval of how my body was reacting to him by my ear.
“Two minutes,” he whispered, reminding me of the deal we made for only ten minutes. But I was regretting that time limit, because I wanted more. So much more.
His thumb swept over my clit while his two fingers fucked me. I could feel the orgasm rising in my body as I became louder and louder. “Oh fuck, Becks,” Shyloh growled. “You like when I fuck you with my fingers?”
My eyes rolled in the back of my head as I felt the arching of my spine and the rolling orgasm that was tumbling through me. Shyloh nuzzled my neck with his nose and panted, “That’s it baby. Come all over me.”
And I did just that. I came so hard I thought I’d pass out.
I don’t think I’d ever had an orgasm like that in my entire life, and now it was owned by Shyloh Mendoza. The man I swore I wouldn’t ever give into.
But here I was, coming down from the high of an orgasm and ready for another one. I pushed my ass against him, and he gripped my neck again.
“Time’s up, baby. Looks like you need to clean up and head back to camp before others start to worry that I’m fucking you in here,” Shyloh whispered against my neck .
His mouth was so dirty, and I loved it.
I stood up, adjusting my bra and underwear, before I turned to see a victorious Shyloh staring at me. I blinked a few times, thinking of what to say, but I decided to turn and walk out of the shower. When I did, a hand caught my wrist pulling me back.
“Where’s my kiss, Becks? You don’t get to come all over me and not give me those delicious lips.”
Leaning over, Shyloh captured my lips and smiled. “Next time, I want a lot more than ten minutes.”