25. Skyler
Twenty-Five
Skyler
M y eyes follow Amethyst as she leans over to check the temperature of the water.
Chocolate hair flows over ivory skin embracing her delicate curves.
Last night only solidified the need to memorize every inch of her body.
For my fingertips to trace her skin, leaving trails of devotion in their wake.
Not that it was ever in question, but Amethyst is my obsession.
She turns to me and that stunning amber gaze makes my heart race. Without a word she glances toward the shower and then to me as she steps inside. She leaves the door open in silent invitation. I slip out of my khakis and follow her into the cascading water.
Brushing a wisp of hair out of my eye she chuckles, “I would’ve never imagined my life turning out this way when I first walked into Burrow’s that day.” She trails her finger down my chest sending an electric zing straight to my cock. “But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
I cradle her face in my palms, pressing a kiss on her soft lips. “You walking into Burrow’s is the best thing to ever happen to me.” Her eyes search mine. She seems… uncertain. Our interrupted conversation from earlier blares to the forefront of my mind. “Oh, Amethyst,” I sigh.
I pull her flush to me, running the thumb of my other hand across her cheek. “I love you.” Her lips part, eyes alight with longing as she melts into me. For several long moments neither of us move. Just allowing the water to pour over us as we hold each other.
As I reach up to brush her hair behind her ear, she skims her fingers across my skin. Fire dances through my veins. Stopping on my hips, she quirks a brow, a suggestive grin on her face as she glances between us.
I match her expression, nipping at her bottom lip.
Then slowly trail kisses downward. I press a kiss to her neck, chest, nipple.
She sighs, clenching her thighs together.
That will not do. I grin up at her as I kneel, kissing her stomach and hips.
Then tug softly on her left ankle, urging her to lift her leg.
She rests her right arm on the built-in shelf to give herself leverage and knocks the complimentary soaps down.
I pause for a moment drinking in the sight of her.
The curves of her thighs, the dark curls framing her delicious pussy.
“You are a goddess,” I speak against the skin of her thigh, sucking softly.
The pink circle left behind ignites a primal part of me. Oh, to see her wearing her mate mark.
I drape her leg over my shoulder, pressing a kiss teasingly close to her center. She sucks in a breath as my fingers glide through her folds. A breathy moan escapes me.
“Baptize me, Sunlight.”
Without waiting for a response, I swirl my tongue around her clit.
Amethyst’s moans are music echoing around us.
Two fingers dip inside. She fists a hand in my hair as her heel presses into my back pulling me closer.
I curl them inside her, flattening my tongue against her clit. “Skyler...” she pants.
“What do you want to tell me, love?” Her fingers move through my hair, “I just... fuck...” her voice trails off as she takes in another deep breath. “Mm,” I hum against her, “look at you doing so good for me.” Her head drops to the side as water drips between us.
My thumb takes my tongue’s place on her clit gently tracing a few circles before withdrawing. I slowly slide her leg off my shoulder and stand. She straightens, looking up at me through hooded eyes.
Her blushed cheeks, the slight part of her lips. All sense of control is lost when it comes it her. She unravels me completely. In the same heartbeat she threads her fingers into my hair, raising on her toes and capturing my lips with her own.
I angle her head to deepen the kiss. Her tongue brushes against my lower lip, sliding inside and tangling with mine. She swallows my moan and my free hand finds her nipple, rolling it between my fingers and pulling a gasp from her.
I slide a finger through her folds, still dripping with passion. Goddess fucking above. She is perfect.
Two fingers slip back inside her. A third teases her entrance as my thumb returns to her clit. She tightens around my fingers. My hips jerk, mind short circuiting as she wraps a hand around my cock. Carefully, I take her wrist in my hand, shaking my head as I raise her fingers to my lips.
“Not before you come for me.” I suck two of her fingers into my mouth. Guiding her hand to her clit, I command, “Make yourself come while my fingers are buried in your sweet pussy.” Her eyes widen as she indulges me and circles her clit with her middle finger.
Leaning farther back to take all of her in, I pick up the pace with my fingers. She braces herself on my shoulder as her head falls forward. I press a kiss to her forehead as she whimpers.
“You’re so close. Let go for me, love,” I coo in her ear. Her fingernails dig into my shoulder as she clenches around my fingers crying out as she comes. I slowly withdraw my fingers.
She grabs my wrist midair, “More.” Her fiery eyes set the atmosphere between us ablaze. “The next time you come, Sunlight,” I pull our entwined hands to my lips, drinking her taste from our fingers, “it’ll be around my cock.”
I pump my cock once and motion for her to turn around with my free hand. Pulling her against me, I feel my length press against her ass. I reach over her to grab the tiny bottle of shampoo from the top shelf. As I massage some of it into her hair, she laughs. “What are you doing, you tease?”
Amusement paints my words, “Just normal shower things.” She smirks over her shoulder, “Hah, funny. Two can play your game.” My movements falter as she reaches behind her back, taking me in her hand.
A gasp escapes me as she pumps. I pull a hand free from her soapy hair to support my weight against the shower wall.
“Look at you, beating me at my own game. I’ll have to try harder on the next round.” Regaining composure, I grab a cloth, lather it, and rub it across her chest. She leans into the touch. “Why does that feel so fucking good? I never thought of myself having a collarbone kink.”
With a huff of laughter I explain, “Your mark will eventually manifest there. Touching our marks is… almost better than sex.”
With a pout, she tightens her grip around my dick. “Well, I don’t have any sex to compare it to right now.” Clicking my tongue, I pinch her nipple. “You’re impatient, love.” I toss the cloth over my shoulder and place her hands on the wall. I pat the back of her thigh, “Lift up.”
She’s perfect, ready to take me. I wet my lips as my eyes follow the trail of the water down her back, over her ass, dripping between her legs. All mine. “ My perfect Sunlight.” Resting my finger under her chin, I tilt her head back into the stream of water. The shampoo suds slide down her back.
“Skyler!” She nearly growls my name. Squeezing the rest of the shampoo out of her hair, I drag the head of my cock across her clit, lining myself up with her entrance and sliding inside.
“Oh,” she breathes a sigh of relief, pushing against me and taking me deeper, “fuck.” My eyes flutter, a moan answering her words.
As she bounces against me, I slide the cloth across her nipples, then drop it upon discovering the shower head is detachable. I’d been too focused on Amethyst to notice when I first stepped in. I adjust the temperature, then glide the stream of water across her chest. Lower.
“What are you —” Her words die on her tongue as I focus the stream on her clit. She leans her head against my shoulder. A soft moan falling from her lips.
“Skyler, where’s your mark?” I reach my left hand up, cradling her breast and flicking the nipple. “Here love, my left hand.”
She places her hand atop mine, swirling slow circles around my veins.
The sensation intensifies everything. Pleasure shoots through my body, leaving my skin prickling.
Her movements slow, but I quicken mine to maintain our pace.
As I thrust into her, she pulls my hand to her lips.
Kissing the top then sucking my fingers into her mouth.
My muscles tighten from the overwhelming rush of pleasure. “Amethyst, fuck...” She releases my fingers with a pop, “Let’s come together, Angel.” Goddess, this woman. She meets my thrusts, taking me to the hilt.
I grip her hip as that delicious pressure comes to a point. Then fall over the edge as she moans and tightens around me. I drop the shower head, groaning against her shoulder as the orgasm rocks through me unlike anything I’ve felt before.
She slowly pulls herself off me and turns to face me as we both pant for breath. She pins me with a mischievous expression. “What’s going on in that beautiful mind?” She kneels, retrieving the cloth and the shower head. “Don’t worry, it’s just your turn to get washed.”
She sprays the water over my chest and a chuckle escapes as my eyes absorb the warmth shining from hers.
There will never be enough of this. Enough of her.
She lathers the soap over me. This soft intimacy we’ve shared during our trip wraps a protective shield around my heart.
Holding her while we slept, washing each other.
The fear of her rejecting our bond has become a distant memory. A certainty settles in my bones; Amethyst will never hurt me.