Chapter 15 Jude #2
I stop a few feet away, letting my eyes drift down her belly. It has the slightest, most beautiful curve to it above her hips. Below that is the apex of her thighs, where a damp triangle of red hair drips with water.
I have to fight the urge to move, to either touch her or myself.
“Were you thinking of me, Nora?” I ask, my voice strained.
She takes a breath. “Y-yes.” Her skin prickles into gooseflesh.
Oh fuck.
“What were you thinking of?”
“You. Touching me.”
I meet her eyes as I reach the edge of the tub. “Tell me to go.”
“What?”
“If you want me to go, just say it. I’ll go.”
She pinches her lips between her teeth but shakes her head. Her wet braids slide over the slick peaks of her tits, and somehow, that’s what does me in.
I kneel at the far end of the tub, resting my arm on the edge. I’m trembling, I want to touch her so badly, but I can’t. I won’t.
“Show me what you were doing,” I rasp. “Show me that pretty pussy, Nora. The one I’ve—” I close my eyes, cutting myself off. This is bad enough. No time for confessional. “Show me.”
Nora lowers herself on the edge of the tub, her legs parted slightly. Only a hint of her pussy is visible. She takes a breath, then opens her legs wide for me.
I suck in a breath. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. I can’t.
“I—” I begin, but my tongue flicks out along my lips, and I find my hand lowering into the water, fishing around for the hose. I won’t touch her. This won’t count.
My excuses are paper-thin, but my body doesn’t give a shit.
“Can you keep going for me?” I ask as I wrap my hand around the showerhead’s handle. My voice is hoarse with my need—my overwhelming desire to touch her. “Please.”
Nora nods.
I lift the hose up. It’s still shooting a hard stream. Knowing it’s going to be hitting her clit makes my cock throb.
She spreads her legs wide for me, so fucking wide. I haven’t seen a woman like this in years, but I know it’s the most perfect pussy I’ve ever seen.
“You’re gorgeous, Nora.” My voice is hoarse. “Fucking perfection.”
Nora reaches her hand out, and I transfer the showerhead to her, careful not to brush her fingers, as if that would be the biggest issue here.
She turns the jet around in her hand.
I grip the edge of the tub like I’m hanging off a fucking cliff, my eyes wanting badly to stay glued to her lower half, but instead I look up, meeting her eyes. “You can tell me to go anytime,” I whisper. “It’s still me.”
Nora nods nearly imperceptibly. “I don’t want you to go.” Her voice is so soft. But I heard it, even over the spray of water hitting flesh.
The water’s beating off her belly right now, but she brings the stream down so it hits her soft curls, then lower, to her swollen clit nestled at the top of her slit.
When the water hits, she gasps, and I nearly come right there.
“Fucking beautiful,” I breathe. I slide my hand down to readjust myself in my pants. It’s not even close to what I want to be doing, but still a shudder of pleasure ripples through me.
Nora’s chest heaves, her tits pointed up as she arches her back like she was doing before. Her bottom lip is sucked in between her teeth, and now she’s rocking her hips, rolling them under the pressure. “It’s the only way,” she whimpers, her hips tilting even more.
I look up, unsure of what she means. This is the only way we can do this?
She must sense my hesitation because her lip pops from her teeth where she’s rolled them and says, “This is the only way I can—” she gasps, sucking in air like she can’t breathe.
Come. That’s what she was trying to say. And now she’s going to do it for me.
“Yes,” I rasp, my hand sliding down again. “Come for me. Show me.”
As if that was all it took, she does. She comes like such a good girl. She bucks and gasps, her mouth parted wide. Her orgasm rocks her body, but she still stays quiet. The only sound she makes is a sexy little whimper that has me clenching my jaw so hard I’m going to crack my teeth.
Her skin is tinged red all around her pussy and she grips the showerhead so hard her knuckles are white.
Her head tips back and all I see is the long column of her throat, her pulse flashing, her other arm sliding up between her breasts…
It’s too fucking much.
Finally she tips her face back down, her eyes meeting mine. She looks, for the first time I’ve ever seen her, like she’s completely confident. Completely sure of herself.
Completely in control.
And I’m fucking putty.
“Thank you,” I croak. I stand up, and her eyes drop to my very clear fucking boner.
Then I turn around and walk out without another word.
Thank Christ I left my adjoining door open so when I go through hers, I’m in the safety of my room in seconds.
I don’t even wait until the door clicks shut before I unbutton my pants, reaching into my shorts and pulling out my thick, throbbing cock.
I stroke myself fast and hard, seeing only Nora and that gorgeous pink pussy gleaming under the jet, hearing the little sounds of her coming so hard for me.
My own orgasm explodes a moment later—it’s been such a long time since I even did this, so it comes fast and easy, and I shoot my hot load into the palm of my other hand, my best friend’s name on my lips.