48. Wentworth
FORTY-EIGHT
Wentworth
By some sort of miracle, I was able to get Kait cleaned up without bending her over the sink and fucking her so hard she’d probably need medical attention afterward.
I made her come again in the shower, foot braced against its low tile bench, lifted leg pinned against the slick shower wall by my hip while I stroked and teased her cum slicked clit with my fingers until she came, begging me for more and it took everything I have to stop myself from giving it to her. Because as much as she wants it, I want it a million times more.
Watching her come undone—knowing I’m the only person alive who’s ever made her feel this way—is addictive. I don’t want to do anything else. Eat. Sleep. Draw. Breathe. I’d give it all up for the chance to spend the rest of my life making her feel good.
Out of the shower, I wrap her in a big fluffy bath sheet before lifting her to sit on the counter. Back turned, I sling a towel around my waist, doing my best to ignore the fact that Kait isn’t the only one who’s still begging me for more.
When I turn back around, her cloudy blue gaze immediately falls to the massive hard-on trying to fight its way out from under the towel. “Went…” She rolls her bottom lip between her teeth before lifting it to find mine. “I—”
“Want to see your tattoo?” I ask in hopes of distracting her because I know what she’s about to say is going to start with I want and because I can’t seem to say no to her, I’ll be inclined to give in.
Before she can answer me, I open the top drawer on the vanity and pull out a hand mirror. Handing it to her, I tug the towel I wrapped her in low enough to expose her shoulder. Gathering her wet hair, I move it to the side while she lifts the mirror and angles it so she can see the dragonfly I drew on her shoulder yesterday reflected back to her. When she catches sight of it, Kait lets out a soft gasp.
“It’s beautiful.” Rolling and lifting her shoulder a bit so she can see more of it, she looks up at me with an almost shy smile. “Thank you. I love it.”
Taking the mirror from her, I set it down before stepping into her. Lifting my hands, I smooth her wet hair away from her face, bracing them on either side so I can tilt it up to meet mine. “ Someday, I’ll make it permanent.” It’s a lie and we both know it. Our days together are numbered. The ones beyond them have been promised to someone else.
It doesn’t have to be that way.
She doesn’t have to marry him.
Not if she marries you first.
“I’m going to hold you to that,” she lies back, her bright blue gaze pinned to mine.
You don’t have to marry him Sunshine. Not if you marry me first.
Because the thought is too crazy to be said out loud, I keep it to myself. Lowering my mouth to hers, I kiss her slowly, my tongue skimming along her bottom lip until I feel it tremble. Pulling back, gazed focused on her mouth, I see Kait on her knees in front of me, head held still between my hands, just like they are now, holding it steady so I fuck her mouth. Lips stretched around the thick shaft of my cock while she struggles to take me in, the head of it slamming against the back of her throat with every rough thrust of my hips while she finger fucks herself until—
Fuck.
Kait’s never touched herself and I’ll be damned if that’s how it goes down for the first time.
“You need to get out of here.” Dropping a kiss on her forehead, I let her go because I’m not going to be that guy. I’m not going to be him . I’m not going to use her. The last few hours have been about her and I’m going to keep it that way.
“But…” She shifts herself, brushing the inside of her bare thigh against the engorged head of my towel-covered cock, the slightest of contacts that nearly send me to my knees. “What about this?”
Fuck—I really have created a monster.
“Don’t worry about me, Sunshine,” I assure her, barely stifling a groan when she shifts in her seat again. Taking a step back in an attempt to think straight, I put some much-needed space between us. “I’ve got it covered.”
She frowns at me for a second like she’s trying to decode some sort of secret message. When she figures it out, her cheeks go pink, which considering all the things I’ve persuaded her to say and do over the past few hours, is downright, fucking adorable. “Are you going to masturbate again?”
Fuck me.
“Yes.”
She rolls that lush lower lip of hers between her teeth before letting her gaze drop to the place where my towel-covered cock is still pressed against her knee. Letting her gaze slide upward, slowly working its way over my abs. The slats of my inked-up ribs. My tattooed pecs before finally pinning it to mine. “Can I watch?”
Fuck me twice.
There’s no way I’m letting her within a country mile of me while I’m jerking off because there’s not a goat fuck’s chance in hell that I won’t end up buried, balls deep, inside her if I do.
“No.”
Her brow crumples. “Why?”
Since telling her the truth is proving to create more trouble than I can handle, I deflect instead. “Is it on your bucket list?”
Sliding off the counter with a sigh, she drops to her feet in front of me. “Well, it is now .” Head tilted back so she can look up at me, her mouth slowly stretches into the kind of smile that feels like a sucker punch. “Will you think about me while you do it?”
Jesus Christ.
She is a monster and she’s trying to kill us both.
Turning her toward the open bathroom door, I give her a gentle shove, answering her honestly again, against my better judgment. “As my dick’s legal representative, I sincerely doubt we’ll ever think of anyone else, ever again.”
Stopping in the doorway, Kait turns toward me, aiming the sort of smug, over-the-shoulder smile in my direction that makes me want to laugh almost as much as it makes me want to grab her and carry her back to bed. “Guess I should give you and your dick something to think about then...” She drops the towel I wrapped her in, giving me a spectacular view of her tight, round ass. The long line of her back, the generous flare of her hips.
Slamming the bathroom door between us before I lose my mind completely, I can hear her laughing on the other side. “Let me know if you need any help.”
Definitely trying to kill us both.