Chapter 11

James

We lie there relaxing until I start to yawn. I move to lay on my back, but I feel her groan. Shit. It’s both of our first time, but hers must hurt like a motherfucker. I run to the bathroom and grab a washcloth and change my mind. A shower is a much better idea. When I get back to the bedroom, she’s getting off the bed. Our eyes meet, then hers lower, roaming over me and lingering on my cock that loves the attention. He’s bobbing with enthusiasm. Her mouth parts, then she licks her lips.

“My eyes are up here,” I tease.

“I can’t lick your eyes,” she says, and now beads of cum are leaking from my tip. “Wow, I can’t believe how sexy you are without clothes. I used to wonder what it would be like to see you naked, but my innocent imagination didn’t do you justice.”

“I’ve pictured you so many times and in so many damn ways. There were nights where I stared at the same document for an hour at a time because I’d been daydreaming about your parted lips, wondering what you could do if I slipped my cock between them,” I confess, staring at her beauty fucks up my whole concentration. I want her again.

I pick her up and carry to the bathroom, only setting her on her feet in the shower. “I know what I would have done. I would have dropped to my knees and let you have your way with me,” she informs me in the sultriest voice I’ve ever heard come out of her mouth. Damn, my cock juts out, demanding to meet her suggestion with enthusiasm.

“Fuck, my dick is never going to go down.” She reaches for the soap and lathers up her hands. 

They begin to move over my heated skin, lingering on my cock. “Good, then I can get a lot of practice,” she says, then she moves to let the water washes away the soap. Once I’m rinsed off, she wraps her slender hands around my cock. “Tell me if I’m doing it right.”

“I’m sure you couldn’t possibly do anything wrong,” I growl.

“I don’t have any experience at this.”

“Thank fuck for that, but Piper, neither do I.” She gasps at my words, parting her lips and I can’t stop from slipping my cock past her lips. She opens them wider until she takes a few inches down, then she pulls off to lick the tip. Her tongue runs along the bottom of my shaft and up to the head before sucking it back into her mouth. I’m throbbing with the need to come. One hand grips the wall for support while my other hand is wrapped around her hair, holding her in position then slowly taking over. I should let her learn what works for her, but I’m selfish and fucking close as hell.

“I’m going to come,” I tell her. She moans around me, and I lose it. Jets of cum shoot out and down her throat. She strokes me even faster, draining my load until my legs are like jelly. I pull her up from her knees and slam my mouth to hers, not giving a fuck about tasting my own release. She needs to be thanked for that.

“Woman, I fucking love you,” I say, dragging my mouth all over her face and neck. I can’t hold back my need to take her again. I lift her up, wrapping her legs around my waist, then pin her to the one wall without a sprayer, and lower her down onto my cock. I just came, and yet my balls are heavy again. I have months to make up for.

“Ah,” she sighs as we connect. I kiss her lips and pump my hips, sending my cock deep into her tiny womb. It’s not long before we’re both coming. She drops her head to my shoulder sleepily.

With her on me, I rub the soap on her body, then set her on her feet so I can wash quickly. I scrub her from head to toe and rinse her off with love. I turn off the sprays and wrap both of us in towels.

“Sorry, I’m sleepy now.”

“Don’t be sorry. I love that I fucked you until you can’t stand. I want to make sure you can’t walk for a week.”

I sit her on the bench by the foot of the bed and go into the closet to grab her something to wear. I grab a tee shirt for her and a pair of shorts for me. That’s all we need. As I step out of the closet, she’s towel-drying her hair with her body completely naked before me. I do my best to hold back the urge to drive back into her and hand her the shirt.

“Thanks.” I take her towel and put them both in the bathroom. Now it’s time to get nice and cozy. I slide in behind her, pulling her back to my front then brush my lips against her temple. She moans a “goodnight.”

“Yes, it is. I’m glad I waited for you.” I fall asleep better than I ever have in my life.