Smith

 

 

You never know what's around the corner. I thought I'd be cooking Brynn my world famous spaghetti Bolognese tonight. I can claim that title because I cooked it on the show two weeks ago and the recipe was downloaded more than a million times.

Boom. Take that Tyler Monroe, big shot Manhattan chef.

We're in my apartment now, but the only thing on fire is my cock. I'm seriously rocking the world's most sensitive hard-on right now. I haven't even undressed and I'm about to blow my load.

"I feel sweaty." She runs her slender fingers over her forearm. "It's so muggy outside tonight."

Damn right it is. My shirt is a testament to that. The thing is glued to my chest and back. I could go for another shower right about now.

"Let's take a shower," I suggest because I need it, preferably on the cold side so my dick can take a step back and calm down before I embarrass myself.

"You go first," she says in that sweet voice of hers.

Her voice is even getting to me right now. I feel like a teenage kid who just got his first flash of a naked tit. She's still fully clothed, so God help me when I finally see what's under that yellow dress she's wearing.

"Together," I counter. "You and me in the shower now, Petal."

Her hands jump to her stomach. "That seems like a bad idea to me."

"I promise to close my eyes." I give her a wink. "For the first ten seconds."

She tosses me a look that either says fuck off or fuck me. I'm going with the latter because it's all I want right now. The throbbing in my dick has now trailed down my thighs. I think this woman is literally going to bring me to my knees in the next twenty seconds if I don't see her bare flesh.

Her hand brushes over her face, pushing a strand of her hair back. "I'm nervous. I haven't been naked in front of a lot of men."

One is too many for me to comprehend right now. I want this all to myself. I want her to be mine; tonight, tomorrow and for every damn day I draw a breath.

"I'll hit the shower first," I offer with a kiss to her hand. "You come in when you're ready. If you want to go after I'm done, I'm good with that too. No pressure."

She nods, drawing her bottom lip between her teeth.

Shit. I think I might come from the sight of that.

"Make yourself at home." I motion with my chin toward the kitchen. "Help yourself to whatever's in the fridge if you get thirsty."

She doesn't say anything as I walk backward down the hallway that leads to my bathroom, my eyes still glued to her. "I'm glad you're here."

"I am too," she calls after me just as I drop my shirt on the floor and head to the shower.

 

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I scrub my hands over my face one last time. I have no idea how long I've been in here, but time is running out. If Petal was going to make an appearance, I think that would have happened by now.

I should shut off the water, towel-dry and hunt her down. I want to but I'm scared shitless that when I step back into the other room, that she'll be gone. A lot has gone down tonight and I wouldn't blame her if she needed a day or two to take it all in.

I push my head back under the spray, the sound of the water drowning out everything else.

Then I feel it.

It's faint at first and I can't tell if it's my motherfucking mind playing tempting tricks on me or not. I want it to be her. I want to spin around and see a wet, naked and willing Brynn Bishop staring back at me.

"Don't turn around," she whispers in my ear. "Not yet."

I nod as I reach down to grab hold of her hand and press it against my rock hard abs. I know how much she's wanted to touch me. I've watched her watching me in the gym.

"I like my body."

"You should," I say as I bend my neck back. "It's the most beautiful body I've ever seen."

"You haven't seen it yet, Smith."

I pull her hand up with mine and kiss her palm; softly, sweetly and exactly the way I'm going to kiss the inside of her thigh before I devour her pussy within the next ten minutes.

"I see it in my dreams every night, Petal."

She sighs and then chuckles. "You don't have to use those lines on me, Smith. I don't want you to."

I pivot so quickly that she doesn't realize what's happening until I'm staring at her beautiful, flawless face. I don’t drop my eyes because I'm going to wait until she's ready for me to soak in her perfection. "I'll never bullshit you. Never. I dream about you. I have almost every night since I saw you at the gym."

Her lips twist together in a way that I wish my dick was a part of, but it's not. It's bouncing against my stomach, hard and aching for me to acknowledge that it still exists.

"Are you being real right now?"

I cup her face in my hands as the water beats a warm path over my back. "I have wanted you for a long time. I wanted you that night when you were seventeen, Brynn, but I didn't take the chance. I was too chicken shit to do it and that haunted me for a long time."

Her gaze drops. I know she's taking in my body. "I've never been with a man like you before."

"Like me?" I question because this is a one shot deal. I get to hear her first impression of my body this one time and I want to remember every single word of it since I have no intention of ever showing this to another woman again.

"Every part of you is so hard and strong." Her hands run over my chest. "It's not just your chest or your abs or every other part. It's all of it. Even your heart is strong."

"Can I look at you now?"

Her head pops back up. "You haven't looked yet?"

I see a flash of panic over her expression. I don't know why she's worried. I already know that I'm in the presence of something I've never experienced before. I haven't felt anything even close to this with another woman.

I let my eyes slide down her face to her neck before I take in her breasts. They're plump and round, her nipples a pale shade of pink. The rest of her is just as magnificent. Smooth skin and a small strip of trimmed dark hair that leads to what I'm craving right now more than anything.

"Can I touch you?" I whisper into the air between us. "I want to feel you come on my fingers."

Her cheeks are pink but I can't tell if she's blushing or if it's from the warmth of the water. "Please."

That's all I need. I wrap my arm around her waist, pull her close to me and kiss her mouth exactly the way I want to kiss the rest of her.