He stares down at me. “Yes…like that…fuck yes.”
I twirl my tongue around the tip then slide my tongue down the length of him before sucking him back in for more, my hand pumping him at the root. With his hand gripping tighter in my hair, he thrusts his hips toward me. He’s fucking my mouth so hard, hitting me in the back of the throat.
Hayden gently pulls my hair, tugging me off his dick. It falls from my mouth with a pop. I look up with confusion. Why would he stop when I could feel his body shaking and getting ready for release?
“Hayden?”
“Get on your feet,” he demands, helping me up by my shoulders. I like this take-charge side of him. It’s sexy as fuck.
When we’re facing each other, he cups my face in his hands and kisses me. His tongue swirls inside my mouth. Taking the kiss so deep, it sucks the air from my lungs. When we break away, we stare at each other. Our breathing choppy. Our chests heaving. Water is pelting our heads, but we don’t care.
I’m not sure who moves first, but we are clinging to one another. Lips smashing together. Hands touching everything within reach. It’s like a dam has opened and we are tumbling and swirling through choppy water only for our heads to break from the surface for a second to catch our breaths and fall under again.
His hands land on my hips and he spins me around, splaying my hands high on the wall. Fingers clutch the base of my skull, and he presses his chest against my back. His lips hover over my ear. “Ever since you were in my shower, I’ve dreamed about fucking you like this. Whenever I step into it, I instantly get hard. My cock has never gotten such a workout.”
His grip on my neck loosens, and he runs his palm down to my lower back. I arch like a cat at his touch. “It’s been on the top of my playlist too.”
With a firm grip, he grabs my hips and pulls me to his crotch. His cock slides between my legs, the tip of his erection prodding against my clit. My legs turn to jelly. I bite my bottom lip to stop myself from crying out.
Like he knows I’m trying to keep quiet, he moves my hair over one shoulder and tilts my head to the side. Leaning his face closer to mine, he whispers, “I want to hear you scream my name.”
My knees shake. My sex throbs. All I can do is nod.
“Good girl,” he says, nibbling at my shoulder. “Bring your thighs closer together,” he instructs.
Doing as I’m told, I shuffle my feet, sandwiching his erection between my legs. With his hands squeezing my hips, he slowlypumps his cock, hitting my swollen nub with each thrust. Yes, this is how I want him. Hot and pulsing against me. For now, this is as close as I’m going to get from going all the way. I freaking love it. Being so close to fucking yet not able to makes it more thrilling. Forbidden.
He presses harder against me, and I squeeze my thighs as tight as my wobbly legs allow. His cock glides over my folds and presses on my clit over and over again. The more he thrusts against me, the more my body craves.
“Oh…Hayden…Hayden…” My voice gets louder every time I say his name.
“Does it feel good?” he asks with a raspy voice.
“Yes,” I pant. “Feels…so…good.” I push my ass back against his crotch and wiggle, letting him know with more than words what he’s doing to me.
“Oh Jesus. I want to be inside you so bad. You feel so damn good. I can only imagine how you’re going to feel when I’m fucking your pussy properly.”
He thrusts harder while squeezing my hips. “Almost…there,” I gasp. My body tenses. My legs shake.
Hayden reaches around me and pinches my clit. “Come for me, Twinkle Toes,” he groans in my ear.
It only takes one more thrust and Hayden’s fingers playing with my clit like a harp to send me over the edge. “Hayyydeen!” I cry, my voice echoing off the bathroom walls. Well, he wanted me to scream his name.
“Fuck me!” he moans as he drives harder into me before quickly pulling away. A warm squirt of come splashes on my back.
He collapses forward, bracing himself with one hand on the wall. With the other hand, he spreads his come over me like he’s branding me. Oh, that’s freaking hot.
Turning me around, he kisses me long and deep. When we pull apart, he gives me the sexiest satisfied grin. “Fuck, that was good.”
I giggle. “Two orgasms in one night. I can’t complain.” They were the best two orgasms I’ve ever had.
Hayden turns off the water, and we step into the bathroom, wrapping fluffy towels around our bodies. Dropping his hands on my waist, he draws me close. “I’m not finished with you yet. Be prepared for more.”
My knees grow weak. Oh boy!
Chapter Nineteen
HAYDEN