“I knew it.” Kathy jumped and wrapped her arms around him. “Congratulations.”
His arms came around her. “Thanks.”
She stepped back. “I was going to run out and grab you some beer while we waited for pizza. I don’t have any.”
“Nuh-uh.” He tugged her close again. “I came here to be with you. I don’t need beer.”
“You don’t like champagne.”
“You do. I’ll drink water. Or pop. I don’t care.”
“This is your celebration. You should get what you want, what you like.”
“I like and want you.”
She sighed. “You’re being impossible. This is huge. You should’ve insisted we go out to celebrate.”
“We can do that later after I tell my family. Tonight I want us.” His arm snaked around her waist and he nuzzled her neck.
Even as her brain fogged over at his touch, his words sank in. He hadn’t even told his family yet. He’d only told her.
She had no idea how to feel about that. Special, definitely. Wary, a little. It wasn’t like him to exclude his family from anything important in his life. “Don’t you think you should call your family and tell them?”
“I’ll tell them this weekend,” he said against the sensitive skin on her neck.
She melted into his touch for a moment and then pulled away. “Let’s order dinner. I’ve been working all day, and I need a shower. Then I want to hear all about the new job.”
“Shower sounds good.” The look he gave her let her know he was mentally undressing her.
She rolled her eyes. “Out of all the words that just came out of my mouth, the only one you heard was ‘shower’?”
“That’s the only one that leads to you being naked.” His grin was purely sinful, and she had no way of resisting.
“Fine. Order dinner and meet me in the bathroom.”
He was dialing before she even made it to the bathroom. She stripped and stood under the water, washing quickly. She might not have beer on hand to make Kevin’s night, but a blow job in the shower would certainly make up for it. Moments later, as she was rinsing the shampoo from her hair, he stepped into the tub.
“I thought you were waiting for me.”
“I said meet me here. I said nothing about waiting,” she said with a pointed look.
He edged nearer to get under the spray. This tub was definitely not made for two. One day, when she had her own house, she was going to invest in the most awesome bathroom. He threaded his fingers into her tangled curls and brought her close for a kiss.
If the water hadn’t already been hot, the kiss would’ve created enough steam to fill the room. His erection prodded her stomach and she stroked him. He groaned into her mouth.
“It’s almost as if you didn’t get off with me just this afternoon. Too much stress with your new job, huh? Need a release?” She pumped faster with her fist and his hips thrust into her palm. “Here. Turn this way.” She angled him and then lowered herself.
She took him into her mouth and his palm slapped against the wet tile. “Fuck,” he groaned.
“Better than a six-pack of beer?” she asked from her position on her knees in front of him.
“Fuck yeah.”
Water cascaded down his shoulders in rivulets over his torso, but he blocked most of the spray from hitting her. She should’ve been cold, but when he looked at her like that, with nothing but heat and lust in his eyes, she was warmed from the inside out. She licked the head of his cock and down the shaft, enjoying toying with him a little to make up for what he’d done this afternoon.
She took him fully in her mouth again and sucked on him. He braced one arm on the tile and the other tangled in her hair again, this time guiding her at the pace he wanted, and she let him. Like she’d said earlier, Kevin liked to be in charge in the bedroom, and for the most part, she got off on it, so she let him. Even if it hadn’t been her thing, tonight she would’ve given him this.
But with each time she was with Kevin she was finding that his way seemed to be her thing more and more.
She sucked and licked and stroked him until he came on a string of curses. He sank back until he was leaning against the wall. Kathy stood, kissing her way up his body, loving the feel of his muscles quiver under her touch.
“That was fucking amazing.”
“The water’s getting cold. Towels are in the cabinet. Pizza should be here soon.”
He grabbed her wrist. “It’s your turn.”
“I don’t need a turn. Tonight is your celebration. See you in the living room.”
She closed the shower door behind her and dried off quickly.
“I’m gonna smell like a chick after this shower. You need to get some manly soap if I’m going to be spending more time here.”
Kathy bit down on her smile. She loved the idea of him spending more time in her apartment. “What’s wrong with smelling like a chick? I thought you liked the way I smell.”
The water turned off and the door slid open. “I like the smell on you. Doesn’t mean I want to smell like you.”
“Boo hoo.” She wrapped her hair in a towel, and he swatted her ass as she scooted out the door. In her bedroom, she tugged on a tank top and a pair of shorts. The doorbell rang as she let her hair fall from the towel.
“I’ll get it,” Kevin called.
She eyed him standing in the middle of her living room with a towel wrapped on his waist. “Yeah, I don’t think so. Sometimes I have a delivery girl.” She pointed at him. “And it’s just unfair to show that to some girl who can’t have it.”
His chuckle was low and self-satisfied. Kathy grabbed her wallet and went to the door. It was a teenage boy standing in the hall who
