22. Chapter 22
Chapter 22
H oisting his bag on his shoulder, he strolled down to his bedroom. On auto-pilot, he followed the mundane routine of unpacking from a road trip, dumped his laundry in the basket, and wandered into the bathroom with his overnight kit. Gonzo pulled open the glass door of the shower and turned on the water and closed the door. Within seconds, steam filled the shower enclosure. He quickly flicked on the heated towel bar so his towel would be warm when he got out. Reaching behind his head, he pulled his shirt off and dropped it on the floor, his pants and underwear quickly followed suit.
God, it felt good to be home. As much as he loved playing ball, there were days when the travel got exhausting. He pulled open the shower door and stepped inside. The hot water hit him from every direction. Installing this shower had been one of the best investments he’d made when he’d bought the place. There was nothing like a steam enclosed shower. He dropped his head back and let the water pelt against his tired body.
He opened his eyes and saw Bailey leaning against the bathroom door, watching him. Damn, he’d missed her. “You gonna just stare at me, or you gonna get in here and join me?”
Bailey licked her lips and her gaze trailed down his body. “I’m kind of enjoying the view.”
His cock twitched under the scrutiny. “With the steam you can barely even see, and I can promise you, it looks a lot better in here.” Watching her, he fisted his cock, then slowly slid his hand down the shaft.
Her chest rose and she sucked in a breath. Her teeth dug into her bottom lip as she watched him. “I don’t know. It looks pretty spectacular from where I’m standing.”
He pushed open the shower door and stalked toward her. Bailey backed up. “You’re all wet,” she squealed when his hand snaked around her waist.
“And I’m gonna make sure you’re nice and wet, too.” He pulled her against his body. “Hi, baby,” he whispered as he looked down at her.
“Hi.” She cupped the side of his face. “I’m glad you’re home.”
“Me too.” Threading his hand around the back of her head, he brought her mouth to his. He pressed his lips against hers. She melted against his body as he deepened the kiss.
“You’re letting all the steam out of your shower,” she murmured against his mouth.
Gonzo reached down and gripped the edge of her T-shirt and swiped it over her head, making Bailey gasp. “What are you doing?”
“I’m getting back in the shower.” He pressed a kiss against the top of her shoulder.
“This feels more like getting me naked.” She tilted her head to the side, exposing her neck. Taking the hint, he ran his tongue up the side of her throat and sucked her earlobe into his mouth. “I thought you’d prefer if I took your clothes off out here.”
Bailey pressed her hand against his chest. “I’m not showering with you, Gonzo.”
“What? Why?”
She stepped back and crossed her arms over her bare stomach. “Come on, Gonz, please,” she pleaded.
“Please what?” He watched her closely, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
“I just…” She flicked a wrist at her body.
When she wouldn’t make eye contact with him, he pushed his finger against her chin to force her to look up. “You just what?”
“Please.” Bailey closed her eyes. “God, this is embarrassing.”
“Talk to me, Bay.”
“I just…I don’t look good naked.”
This again? They’d been having sex for weeks. He thought they were over all this. “I’ve licked every inch of your body. I’m pretty sure I know what you look like naked.”
She shifted uncomfortably on her heels. “Yeah, but there’s bedroom naked and there’s shower with all the lights on naked.”
“What?” Where they were was irrelevant. Naked was naked, and Bailey naked was always a good thing.
She let out an exasperated huff. “You know what I mean.”
Unfortunately, he did. While he loved her body. She clearly still didn’t. Bending his knees, he squatted so they were eye level. “Bay, trust me, you have nothing to worry about. I love the way you look.” He ran his hand down her hip and cupped her ass. “And now that I’ve started thinking about fucking you in the shower, I can’t imagine anything better.”
She snorted. “Yeah right.”
He leaned back and looked her in the eye. “I’m serious. I’ve seen you in the hot tub, so I know how good you look wet. It’ll look even better when I can see all of you.”
She chewed her bottom lip and dropped her eyes. “What if you don’t like it?”
“Bay, there is not a fucking thing about your body I don’t like. Light, dark, I know what your body looks like. You turn me on more than anyone I’ve ever been with because it’s you.”
“But you’ll be able to see better in the shower.”
“I know, and it’s going to be fucking great.” Knowing how much she liked it when he talked dirty to her, he trailed his finger over the curve of her breast. “I’ll be able to see the way your skin gets those little goosebumps when I blow against your nipple, and how it pulls up tight and gets hard.”
He crouched further and kissed the scar on her stomach. She tensed briefly, then relaxed when he ran his tongue around her belly button. Trailing his hands down her hips, he cupped her ass and pulled her toward him. He exhaled hard against her mound, hoping the heat of his breath would get through her leggings. When she shivered, he grinned.
Bingo. He teased his finger up her inner thigh and nudged her legs apart, then opened his mouth over her clit, and pressed his tongue firmly against her through her pants. Bailey’s head dropped back against the door. “I’ll be able to see how your clit likes to tease me by poking its head out and then when I’ve really got you turned on how it stays out, just begging me to suck it.”
Bailey shifted her weight and made a little mewing noise. God, she was so fucking sexy. How could she doubt for one second how beautiful she was? He flicked his tongue against her core, and she groaned in frustration.
Kneeling, he looked up at her. “Shower with me, Bay. Let me show you how fucking sexy I think you look.”
She watched him for several seconds, took a breath, then nodded.
God, she blew him away. He knew how hard this was for her. The way she trusted him was humbling. “Yeah?”
“Don’t hurt me, Gonz,” she whispered.
He stood up and placed a kiss against her lips. “Never.” He hooked his hand on the edge of her leggings and pushed it down her thighs. “I’m gonna fuck you so good, you’ll never doubt how fucking sexy you are ever again.” Kneeling, he pulled her right foot from the pants.
Bailey snorted. “Good luck.”
“Is that a challenge?” He raised his eyebrow as he picked up her left foot to pull her pants the rest of the way off her body.
She smirked at him. “Take it however you want to.”
He pushed himself upright. “Oh, it’s on.” Waggling his eyebrows at her, he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. They weren’t leaving this bathroom till she’d come multiple times in the bright light.
With a flick of the wrist, he unhooked her bra and dropped it on the floor. Bailey’s arm moved like she was going to cover herself.
He hated she felt like she needed to cover herself in front of him. “Don’t.” He grabbed her hand. “Let me look at you.” He stepped back and let his gaze trail down her luscious body. “Fuck,” he groaned as he looked at the best set of tits he’d ever seen in his entire life. From where he was standing, she didn’t have a single thing to be shy about. He was a visual guy, and seeing her in the bright light of the bathroom just made him want her more. “How’d I get so lucky?” he asked.
A shy smile and blush covered Bailey’s cheeks. “Thank you, Gonz,” she whispered.
Jesus, it was like a punch to the sternum. He was gone for this woman. “You never have to thank me for that, Bay.” Needing to lighten the mood, he grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the shower. “Now, the orgasms you’re about to have, you can definitely thank me for after.” He paused and looked around the bathroom. “Shit, I need to get a condom.” Maybe he had one in his overnight case. He moved to go look but Bailey pulled against his hand.
“You don’t need one.”
“Wha—what do you mean?” He was surprised her could even talk let alone ask a question with the way his brain had just short circuited at the thought of feeling Bailey against him without any barrier.
Bailey smiled shyly. “I went on the pill when we started dating so we don’t have to use them unless you want to.”
“Holy shit.” He wrapped his arms around her. “I definitely don’t want to.” Stepping inside the shower, he pulled the door shut behind them. Most of the heat had left the shower since he’d stupidly left the door open. Thank god, he had a tankless water heater and could run his shower all day. He wrapped his arms around Bailey and stepped them both under the spray while they waited for the stall to heat back up. “What’d you get up to while I was away?” he asked as he rubbed his hands up and down her arms to warm her up.
“I’m pretty sure you didn’t bring me in here to talk.”
“Absolutely not. I just thought you might need a minute now that we’re in here.”
She wrapped her arms tightly around his waist and rested her head against his chest. “Thank you, but I’m good.”
It was like she’d waved the starter’s flag at his dick. It instantly jumped to attention. Bailey giggled. “Guess you are too.” She shifted her body and her stomach dragged against his cock.
“You’re not fighting fair, Bay,” he groaned.
“Who said anything about fair?” Her hand snaked down and wrapped around his shaft.
“Jesus.” He dropped his head back into the shower spray. The hot water cascaded down his face. Widening his stance, he simply enjoyed the way the blood rushed to his cock as she stroked him. The confidence in her touch made him want to just stay still and enjoy. It was such a contrast to how unsure she felt about herself in other areas.
With a groan, he stayed her hand. “You better stop. I’ve been thinking about fucking you all week. I’m not gonna last like I want to if you keep doing that.”
Bailey ran her tongue up his neck. “Maybe this shower round should just be about you.”
“Nice try, honey, not happening. If anyone is coming in this shower, it’s you.”
“I don’t mind.” Bailey looked up at him through wet lashes.
Gonzo shifted their bodies so the spray moved off her head. “I mind. When I said I’ve been thinking about fucking you, you’d better believe I meant with my tongue.”
Her eyes widened, then darkened as she looked at him.
He glanced around the shower for the best place to position her. The steam nozzles strategically lined the walls of the shower but made pressing her up against the back wall a challenge. He nudged her toward the bench. “Sit,” he ordered when her knees hit the seat.
Bailey dropped onto the seat. Her arm instantly covered her lower abdomen. He wanted to yank her hand away and her insecurity with it, but unfortunately, he couldn’t control that. All he could do was show her how beautiful she was.
Cupping the back of her head, he took her mouth in a hot, searing kiss, putting all the desire he felt for her into it. He fucked her mouth with his tongue, giving her a little preview of what he planned to do to her pussy. Her arms curled around his neck as she pulled herself closer to his body. No one made noises like Bailey. The little frustrated, aroused sounds she made as she tried to get her clit in contact with him properly made it really tempting to make her suffer, make her want it more. Unfortunately, he wanted the contact just as badly as she did.
Pushing up on his knees to brace himself, he pressed his cock against her seam and shifted. The motion dragged his cock against her wet heat, making Bailey suck in a breath. Breaking the kiss, he licked his way down her body. When her hand moved toward her stomach again, he threaded his fingers with hers and held her hand against the bench. With his other hand, he pressed lightly against her chest to get her to lie back. The movement exposed her beautiful pussy completely. Gonzo shifted his body between her thighs, widening her legs even more.
He licked his lips as he stared at the pink folds that were just begging him to kiss them. Letting his gaze trail up her soft stomach, he pressed a kiss against her belly.
“Gonz.” The warning tone in her voice made him press another kiss just below her belly button.
“Shh,” he said. “You’re distracting me. I’m trying to decide where to start, since it all looks so fucking good.”
That must have been the right thing to say, because Bailey’s hips shifted and she moved her pelvis toward him. “I’ve got a suggestion,” she murmured.
“I’m sure you do, but once I taste that sweet pussy, I’m not going to stop until you’re coming all over my face and I don’t want your tits to feel neglected.”
“Mmm, you think they’ll mind, do you?”
He ran his tongue up her abdomen to the underside of her right breast. “Absolutely, they’d mind. Look at those nipples, all hard and ripe, just begging for me to bite them.” He swiped his tongue around one red bud, and Bailey squirmed against the seat. “You wouldn’t want me to neglect one inch of this luscious body, would you?”
Bailey’s mouth curled up with amusement. “I guess not, no.”
“Turn around,” he ordered.
“Gonzo,” Bailey warned.
“Bay, turn around and put your hands on the wall. Kneel on the bench and let me see that gorgeous ass.”
Bailey looked at him for several seconds. He wasn’t sure she was going to listen. His cock throbbed in anticipation as it waited for her to decide. Finally, she turned around and crawled onto the bench.
“Jesus,” he groaned.
Bailey whipped her head around and looked over her shoulder. “What?”
“I thought your tits were the best thing about your body, but fuck…your ass. Jesus, Bay.” He ran his hand along the curve of her ass cheek, then over to the other side. His dick throbbed impatiently as he looked at her body.
He pressed his cock against her pussy. Bailey pushed back and he slid inside. Gonzo dropped his head back and just enjoyed the sensation of being buried deep inside Bailey. Her hot wet pussy clamped around his cock. Holy shit, he’d just died and gone to heaven. He’d never felt anything more incredible in his life.
After a second, she wiggled her hips to get him to move. He thrust deep, making her moan. He couldn’t stop watching the way his dick moved in and out of her pussy. His balls pulled up tight. Fuck, he wasn’t ready to come. He wanted to keep watching. “We are never fucking in the dark again. Holy shit,” he groaned.
Bailey pressed back against him and moved. Her pussy clenched around his cock. “Oh, Jesus.” This was gonna be quick. He wasn’t going without her. Reaching up, he grabbed the handheld shower head from above him and aimed it at her clit.
“Oh my god,” Bailey moaned.
The widened spray hit his balls with warm water. With one hand occupied with the shower nozzle, he couldn’t grip her hips the way he wanted. Damn it. He grabbed her long hair and wrapped it around his hand, pulling her head back. The way she threw her head back, arching her spine gave him a clear view of her breasts over her shoulder. He didn’t know where to look, her tits, her ass. His gaze flitted between the two as he thrust into her.
Suddenly, Bailey grabbed the shower nozzle from his hand and moved it closer to her clit. Fuck yeah, he loved his girl taking control of her own orgasm. “That’s it, baby, put it where you need it,” he said.
Releasing her hair, he gripped her hips in both hands and fucked her. Hard. His eyes never left her ass as he drove in and out.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” Bailey moaned a second before she screamed out her orgasm.
“Fuck,” he growled as her pussy clenched against his dick with the post-orgasm spasms. There was no way he could hold out any longer. His balls pulled up tight and he threw back his head as he came.
The hot spray of the shower hit the back of his head and shoulders, relaxing his muscles as he tried to suck air into his lungs. Finally, after several deep breaths, he felt more steady on his feet. Dimly aware of the water hitting his legs at a weird angle, he glanced at the discarded shower nozzle lying on the bench where Bailey had dropped it. Her head hung down between her shoulders. He ran a hand down her spine. “You okay?”
She glanced over her shoulder and smiled. “Yep, you?”
“Fuck yeah,”
Bailey shifted to stand and winced. “Oh,” she groaned as she hobbled to stand upright.
“You alright?”
“Yeah.” She winced. “That marble looks nice, but it’s not very forgiving. Ow.” She picked her foot off the floor and straightened her leg, then did the same with the other.
“Come here, baby, get under the water and let it loosen things up.”
He grabbed the nozzle off the bench and hung it back up, then directed the spray from it toward them. Bailey moved fully into the middle of the shower and he stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. When she didn’t flinch when his arms touched her stomach, he couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face. Bending, he pressed a kiss to the side of her neck. “That was a hell of a welcome home. Thank you.”
She wrapped her arms over his and squeezed as she leaned back into him. “Agreed. I now see what all the hype is about shower sex.”
“That the first time you’ve done it?”
She turned her head slightly so she could see him. “Wasn’t it obvious?” she asked.
“Are you kidding me? Not even close.”
“Good.” Her shoulders bounced happily as she spoke. Bailey turned and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Thank you for making me feel safe enough to try things with you.”
He ran his hand down the side of her cheek. “Nothing about sex with you is a hardship, Bay. I am more than happy to be your guinea pig for anything you want to try.”
She leaned back and raised her eyebrow at him. “Anything?”
Oh shit, why did she have that look on her face? “Umm, hang on, I retract that. I’ve seen some of the books you read. I’m up for trying anything between you and me, but there’s not a chance in hell I’m letting another man touch you.”
“What about a woman?” she asked.
“Ugh…” He stumbled and damn near swallowed his tongue. Bailey liked girls?
Before he could even formulate a coherent thought, she smacked him in the chest. “Oh my god, what is it with guys and girl-on-girl shit?”
He shook his head. “No, hang on, hang on.” He held up his hand. “Did my mind instantly picture you with a girl? Yes. But do I want to share you with a woman? Honestly, no. I don’t want to share you with anyone. Period. The only person I want to see touching that pussy besides me is you.”
“Good, because the only person I want touching you is me.”
He wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up so he didn’t have to keep squatting to be eye level. “Good.”
Bailey slapped his shoulder. “Put me down, I weigh too much. You’re gonna hurt yourself.”
“Bay, the minute picking up my girl hurts me, there’s a problem.”
She tensed. Shit, he’d meant he was a wimp if he couldn’t hold her, not that there was something wrong with her. He backed her up to the wall and pressed her back against the glass. He hoisted her so she had to wrap her legs around his waist, allowing him to lean back slightly to look at her. “Don’t do that, Bay, there’s not a fucking thing wrong with your body. I love everything about it, and I’m pretty sure what just happened in here proved that.”
He watched her. Finally, she nodded. “It did.”
“Good. I work out, Bay. Hard. The only way I’m not going to be able to pick you up is if I have an injury and then it wouldn’t matter if you were a kid, I wouldn’t be able to pick you up. Just because every guy you’ve been with before has been soft, doesn’t mean I am. Now if you don’t like being picked up and carried, that’s one thing, but like I told you before, if it’s because you’re worried I’m like those other guys. Don’t be. I’ve got you and I’d never let you fall.”
Her legs tightened around his waist. “I know you wouldn’t.” She ducked her head and rested it in the crook of his neck. “I love you, Gonzo.”
His body tensed. Did she just say what he thought she did? He pulled back and looked at her. Bailey watched him warily. “Is that okay?” she asked.
“No.”
“No?” Bailey’s eyes widened and she scrambled to get out of his arms.
He held her tight and pressed firmly against the wall to keep her from going anywhere. “I feel like if the woman I love says she loves me, then maybe she should call me by my given name at least at a time like this.”
“The woman you love?” Bailey whispered.
“Jesus, yeah, Bay, obviously I love you. How could I not?”
“You’ve never said it before, not like this, anyway.” Her head tilted to the side as she shyly watched him.
“You’ve never said it either.” His heart pounded in his chest. He’d never told a woman he loved her in this kind of context before. “I think the first time you say it you should call me Ramon.”
“I thought you said it was too intimate for someone to call you by your given name.” She trailed her finger down his chest.
“Doesn’t get much more intimate than what we’re doing, Bailey.”
“I love you, Go…Ramon.” Bailey smiled at him.
It sounded really weird hearing her call him Ramon, not like them at all. “Maybe just Ram instead.”
“Ram, not Ramon?” Bailey smirked at him.
“Yeah, Ramon’s too formal.” Ram should work. It was his name, but not one anybody else called him. At least not anymore. As soon as he’d started elementary school, he’d been called Gonzo and everyone, including his family, had called him that. The only time anyone called him Ramon was when he was in trouble.
Amusement curled up in the corners of her eyes. “Okay, Ram.”
He wrinkled his nose. Still sounded weird because she’d never called him anything but Gonzo since they were six years old. “Let’s try it again.”
“Ram.”
“Hmm.” Why’d it sound weird?
Bailey cupped his cheek, her eyes warm with emotion as she held his stare. “I love you, Ram.”
His chest clenched. “It’s getting there. Might have to hear it a few more times to get used to it.”
“Oh, yeah?” Bailey smirked at him.
“Absolutely.”
“So you want me to call you Ram now?”
“No, it’s too fucking weird, but maybe every now and then in bed or when you say you love me or something, when it’s just us, it might be cool. Kinda like a little thing just between us.”
Bailey smiled, then pressed a kiss against his lips. “I can do that.”
“Cool.” Why it mattered to him, he had no idea. He’d never wanted to be called by his given name before. He liked how everyone called him by his nickname, even his family, for the most part. He sure as hell had never wanted a woman to call him it before. Why he did now, he had no fucking idea. He just knew in this moment, with Bailey, he did.
She patted his cheek. “Okay, you big lug, put me down before you break your back.”
“Bailey,” he growled.
“What? I’m just saying you’ve been holding me for a long time, so put me down before we turn into a couple of prunes.”
“Fine, but only because I like your skin all soft and silky, not like a raisin.”
“Fair enough.” She rolled her eyes.
Gonzo set her down on the floor then grabbed the shampoo bottle off the built-in shelf. He squirted some in his hands. “Turn around,” he told her.
“You’re gonna wash my hair?”
“Yeah, so turn.”
“Oh, Ram,” she sighed.
Okay, yep, it was definitely growing on him. He cleared his throat. “Don’t make a big deal about it. It’s just hair.”
Bailey smiled indulgently at him. “Okay, thank you.”
“Mmm-hmm.” When she finally turned around, he rubbed his hands together to get the shampoo on both palms, then placed his hands against her scalp. He dug his fingers in as he massaged the shampoo into her long, red hair.
“Mmm,” Bailey groaned in a way that sounded decidedly close to what she sounded like when she came.
His dick gave a little jolt as it clocked the sound as well. Damn. “Okay rinse, then I’m taking you back to bed.”
“Oh, you are, are you?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely.” He gave her a little push under the spray to rinse her hair.
She sputtered as the water hit her mouth. “Hey Mr. Impatient I’m still gonna need conditioner.”
“Je-sus,” he muttered.
Bailey giggled and wrapped her arms around his waist. “I’m really glad you’re home,” she said.
“Me too, babe. Me too.”