Two days later, their private world disappeared. “We have to go to Miami,” Marcus announced, stepping into the bathroom, startling Rebecca who was trying to rinse the shampoo from her hair. Since they’d been scheduled to fly back to Los Angeles several days ago, this news was a surprise.
But then her attention was caught by his shaving ritual and she forgot about the lack of clothing, the need to water her plants, or the problems of being out of town for additional days. Her whole mind was focused on Marcus and the way his muscles rippled as he tossed his clothes off, casually, completely uninhibited.
No matter how many times he’d done so over the past few days, it was still a bit shocking. He seemed so casual about mixing their lives together. She stared with fascination as he spread shaving cream over his jaw and cheek and started shaving. Rebecca had never thought that watching a man shave could be so erotic, but she now knew how wrong her thinking had been. She loved watching him, loved being with him. So far, there wasn’t anything that she didn’t like doing with him.
His muscles bulged as he slid the razor along his cheek, then his neck. Goodness, she wanted to kiss him right there. She knew that he liked that. She knew that he was extra sensitive on his…
“What?!” she gasped when the glass door to the shower was whipped open. He stepped into the shower and pressed her back against the cold tiles.
“You were standing there, naked. I accept your invitation.”
She laughed and tried to get out of his arms. Stepping under the spray of water, she realized that she had been just standing there watching him. “Sorry. That was rude of me.”
“Not rude,” he countered. “I liked it.” He kissed her neck and then helped her rinse out her hair. “And you did too.”
He proved that by cupping her breasts, lifting them higher.
She suddenly felt the cold tiles of the shower wall behind her. “What are you doing?” she asked, more than slightly breathless.
He laughed softly as he bent lower, taking her wet nipple into his mouth. “If you don’t know by now, then I’m not going to explain it to you.” He moved to her other nipple. “I’ll just have to show you.”
And he did!
“Marcus,” she sighed as he moved lower along her body. When he nibbled her stomach, she laughed and tried to step away from his tickling.
“Hmm…not the response I was looking for,” he teased as he pushed her back against the wall. “I’ll have to keep searching.”
Rebecca’s fingers were in his hair, trying to balance while he lifted her leg over his shoulder. “What…what are you doing?” she asked, but then gasped as he responded…by doing it. That tongue! Good grief, this really should be illegal!
She tried to control her reactions, but in the end, he was just too good! He knew exactly how to touch her, how to pull or tug, how to use that tongue to throw her off balance. When she couldn’t control her body, she simply leaned her head back against the cold tiles and faced the fact that he had powers she couldn’t resist.
Marcus loved the way she tasted, loved the way her hips pressed against his mouth, guiding him, showing him how she wanted him to touch her, what she wanted him to do with his mouth and fingers. Damn, she was hot as her hips moved back and forth, indicating that she was just about to…and she did! He felt her body convulse around his fingers, the tremors so wild that even his mouth could feel them.
Slowly, he let her body come down off of that climax. Standing up, he held her gently in his arms as the waves subsided and his only thought was that she was the most glorious woman he’d ever been with.
Suddenly, his hands were lifted as Rebecca placed them on the tiles behind her head. “I wasn’t finished looking,” she told him and that sly, sexy smile hit him in the solar plexus like a punch.
“You weren’t?” he asked, thinking she looked hot with that fresh face and sexy smile.
“Nope,” she replied sassily as her fingertips skimmed down his chest and stomach, ending up so close…so damn close to where he’d love to feel her hands. Last night, he’d shown her how to touch him but…
“Damn Becca!” he hissed as her fingers closed around his erection. Her fingers were light, teasing, running up and down his length. He wanted to press her fingers against him, but then again, he loved the way she was touching him. Her touch was so feather light it was making him crazy!
His fingers curled up into fists against the tiles as she continued to touch him, then she added her soft mouth, her lips kissing his chest and he groaned. He usually preferred a firmer touch, but the way she was touching him, kissing him…it was about as close to heaven as…
Nope, he was wrong! When her warm mouth wrapped around his erection, he had to revise his opinion on the closest to heaven he’d ever experienced. Feeling her mouth on him like that, her fingers squeezing him…yeah…that was….
“Becca!” he growled and lifted her up under her arms, pressing her back against the tiles. He was kissing her ravenously, his body holding her prisoner. With his body holding hers in place, he grabbed the condom he’d proactively placed near the edge of the shower and rolled it into place. When he had his hands free once more, he lowered her body down, pressing into her as he filled her up, carefully watching her features to ensure that she was okay.
Rebecca’s mouth fell open as she felt him invade her body and it felt so good, she couldn’t even beg him to hurry up. Every inch of her body, every cell in her mind was focused only on Marcus, on that part of him that was so large and so powerful.
“Move!” she yelled, her arms wrapping more tightly around his neck, needing that release, needing him to give it to her. She shifted against him, rubbing her body against his rock hard muscles, but it wasn’t enough.
“Ask nicely,” Marcus teased, holding her hips so she couldn’t move even as he nipped the shell of her ear in punishment.
“Marcus!” she sobbed, trying to shift but he only pressed himself against her more firmly, not allowing her to satisfy the ache inside of her without his permission.
“Ask me nicely,” he repeated, pressing even deeper into her core, causing her to gasp even as her legs tightened around his waist. “Ask me nicely, and I might give you what you want.”
Rebecca leaned her forehead onto his shoulder and shivered. “I know you, Marcus,” she said, gasping for breath. “You’ll give me what I want anyway.”
He laughed, agreeing with her. “Yeah, I suppose you’re right,” he said and pressed her against the tiles, sliding in and out of her once, twice, but then stopping.
Rebecca punched his shoulder out of frustration. “Stop messing around!”
He laughed, but he was also in pain. He wanted to pound into her, but she just felt so damn good! “Give me what I want, Becca,” he told her again, shifting ever so slightly so that he could demonstrate what she could have if she just followed his orders.
“Marcus, you’re cheating!”
“I’m winning,” he corrected. He pulled out of her fully, and then spun her around, ignoring her indignation as he placed her hands on the wall, moving in behind her. His hands smoothed down her back. “Say the words and make them sound nice,” he ordered, his fingers sliding down her spine, across the left side of her bottom and…
Rebecca stiffened when his fingers stroked inside of her, one finger teasing that hard nubbin. “Marcus, please. I’m begging you,” she moaned out finally, her body just too desperate for games any longer. “Please, just…” she shook her head, her tongue darting out as she looked at him over her shoulder. Lifting her hands off of the wall, she started to turn around, but one of his hands smacked her bottom.
“Hands back on the wall.”
Rebecca laughed. His spank hadn’t hurt, but it stung enough that she was startled. The sting radiated outwards, causing her body to tighten even more. She put her hands back on the wall, but still looked at him over her shoulder. “Marcus, pretty please, would you please give me what I want?”
With that, his hands slid against her bottom once more. A moment later, those same strong hands were gripping her hips, pulling her towards him and Rebecca gasped when he slid smoothly back into her body. With this angle, he was deeper, his erection pressing against the front of her and causing additional ripples of delight to spiral through her body.
The movement of his body against hers caused her mind to spin further out of control. Over and over again, his erection pressed into her heat, bringing her body higher and higher. When she felt his fingers against that hard nubbin, she shook her head, needing to pull his hand away but she couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything. Her hands were against the wall as she was impaled against his body. When she couldn’t hold back any longer, her body splintered apart. She wasn’t aware of her scream as her orgasm tore through her or even of his body pounding against hers as he found his own release. All she knew was the incredible bliss that came from being with Marcus.
When it was all over, when her body had stopped shuddering with the now gentle pulses of pleasure, she felt Marcus pull her into his arms, cradling her with tenderness as he pulled her back under the warm shower spray.
Rebecca could barely move as he finished soaping her body. All she could do was lean against him, sighing as his strong fingers soothed her, gentled her body.
She smiled, kissing the middle of his chest before looking up at him. “Thank you,” she whispered.
He laughed softly as he lowered his head to kiss her gently on the lips. “Stare at me anytime,” he teased as he shut of the water and bundled her up into a thick, fluffy towel.