Chapter Sixty-One
Helios
She fucking detonated.
Then she fell the hell apart.
Drenched cunt gripping my fingers with aftershocks, legs shaking, arms trembling, her orgasm cry morphing into whimpering, she begged. “Please, please, please.”
I needed to fuck her.
Hard.
Licking the side of her neck, tasting my Haven and ocean, my cock fucking pulsed. “You feel that release, woman?” I stroked her G-spot. “You feel me?”
Her back instantly arched, and she cried out.
“Yeah, you fucking feel me.” Two fingers inside her sweet virgin cunt, my thumb on her clit, I gripped her. “Now you’re gonna look at me.”
She jerked at the pressure.
“Eyes on me,” I warned.
Her heavy-lidded whiskey gaze met mine. Pupils dilated, she slow blinked.
“You’re fucking sexy, woman. You know that?”
Slumped back against the shower wall, her lips swollen, her hands fisting my hair, her answer was a slow half shake of her head.
“Now you know.” Easing up on my grip, I stroked her one more time, then slowly drew out of her tight heat, issuing an order. “Mouth open, tongue out.”
She followed orders.
I swiped her desire over her tongue, then shoved my fingers in my mouth to taste her.
Jesus fucking Christ.
She licked her lips, I groaned, my cock fucking leaked precum, and I slammed my mouth back over hers.
Driving my tongue in, wrapping it around hers, letting her taste how damn good she was, I kissed her.
Moaning into my mouth, my sexy little Haven kissed me back.
I’d never been about kissing or eating cunt.
I was all about fucking. No intimacy. But with this woman?
Jesus, I wanted my mouth all over her body, especially on that sweet cunt.
I wanted to be buried so damn deep in her, all she fucking knew was my cock.
But if I didn’t stop kissing her right now, I was gonna fuck her.
No way in hell was I taking her virginity in a goddamn shower.
And fuuuck. My Haven. A fucking virgin.
The thought alone was enough to make me go off, but that wasn’t fucking happening until I was balls deep, bareback. Then I was gonna fill that sweet virgin cunt with my cum. If this woman thought I was obsessed with her before, she had no fucking idea what she’d unleashed.
Ending the kiss before I nut myself, I dropped her legs from my waist and set her on her feet.
She swayed.
Fuck, the orgasms I gave her looked good on her. “Cleaning you up, woman. You gonna stay vertical for me?”
Eyes closed, she fucking tilted. “Mm-hmm.”
My palm hit her chest, my gaze hit her giant tits, and I shoved her against the wall. “Hold steady, woman. Getting the ocean off you.” Grabbing soap, getting a fucking flashback of eight years ago, I washed my Haven, but I didn’t make the production out of it that I wanted to.
Then, same as eight years ago, I washed her hair.
She wasn’t sitting on my lap this time, but she may as well have been.
Her forehead had landed on my chest, she was leaning in hard, and her small-as-hell hands were gripping my waist for support. She was just as trusting as that first shower, but she was fucking silent.
“You still with me, Haven?”
“Yes, but tired.”
Raspy, whispered, her post-orgasm voice making my dick harder, I wondered what the hell she’d sound like after I came inside her. “Copy that, woman. Rinsing you off now, then we’re going to bed. Keep those eyes closed.”
I rinsed her, quickly washed myself, then shut off the water and grabbed towels.
Seconds later, she was in my arms.
Carrying her into the bedroom, laying her on the king-sized bed, I stripped her towel, then pulled the sheet and comforter over her that smelled like her—warm, woman, Haven. “Stay awake a minute. Be right back.”
Her eyes opened. “Where are you going?”
“Grabbing waters and protein bars.” Handling something.
“I’m not hungry.”
Yeah, she was. “You’re eating one. Back in sec.” I walked out.
Aiming for my room, I hit up my bathroom, then shut the door. Dropping my soaked boxers, my cock still hard as fuck, I swapped out my piercing for the higher-gauged, smaller piece of hardware I used to wear.
Then I threw on dry boxers, grabbed waters and protein bars, one of my Glocks and my cell phone, and headed back to her bedroom.
The woman was sacked out.