“Me too.” She tries to smile. “I think she would have liked you.”
“Oh yeah? If she was anything like you, I would have liked her too.”
“I’m nothing like her. I only look like her.”
“Well I’m pretty fond of the way you look.” I lean in and kiss her fiercely, no more depressing talk. Tonight, is about us and no one else.
We stand in the middle of the room, just kissing and kissing until we are both out of breath and dizzy with desire.
“I’m ready for that shower now,” I declare with my heart beating out of my chest. I’m so ready to put my hands all over her.
Alana steps back and turns on the shower. Now that it’s dark, I notice the abundance of pillar candles flickering in the room.
“When did you light those?”
“They’re LED. I turned them on right before you got here.”
“Sneaky,” I accuse playfully.
Alana just shrugs. “I wanted to set the mood.”
“You succeeded. But I should be the one giving you flowers and candles.”
She looks up at me with immodest eyes. “You’re giving me exactly what I want.”
“And what’s that?”
“You.”
“Baby.” I swipe my thumb across her cheek. “You’ve definitely got me.”
“Good.” She reaches up behind her neck and unties her bikini string. The material falls, exposing her chest. Everything inside me twitches. Then she repeats the seductive motion behind her back and on each side of her hips until she’s completely naked, and I’m completely drooling. I think that may have been one of the sexiest strip teases I have ever seen. She steps into the shower, leaving me standing there like a dope while steam expands through the tiny room. After a moment she pokes her head out. “You coming?”
“Yes,” I answer.
Hopefully many times tonight.
I strip off my clothes, leaving them in a pile at my feet. I step into the shower to find Alana dripping wet under the stream. I don’t waste one second joining her under the water, pressing my lips and my body against hers, digging my erection into her hip.
“Mmm.” I can’t help myself. The contact is heavenly. I touch every inch of her shamelessly and unapologetically. Her back, her legs, her stomach, her thighs. I run my thumbs over her nipples repeatedly, until she’s moaning in my mouth.
“God, I love your body,” I rasp as I grab her ass and pull her against me. We both groan from the friction. She runs her hands up my chest and over my shoulders, then down my back, making my skin prickle all over.
I don’t know how much longer just touching will suffice, so I slip my hand between her legs and circle my finger against her clit.
“Ah...” Alana’s knees go weak. Just the reaction I was hoping for. I massage her gently, letting the sensation take over. She drops her head back, breathes deeply, and soaks up every drop of pleasure I give her. It’s arousing as hell watching her come apart as the spray from the showerhead dots her face with glimmering beads of water. She’s every man’s fantasy — tall, blonde, and beautiful — and she’s all mine. I go in for the kill, slipping one finger inside her because I want her coming now.
“Ryan.” She digs her nails into my arms as I work her body into a frenzy.
“Come for me, baby,” I whisper in her ear. “I want to feel you come.”
“Not like this.” She stops me dead in my tracks. “I want you inside me.”
“Here?” I look down at her.
“Yes, what’s wrong with here?” She’s panting and dazed with desire.
“I just—” I search for the right words.