I understood it, though. Her space had been invaded thoroughly, and she needed to feel in control again. What more control could a woman want than to have a man naked and at her mercy, the possibility of using either her tongue for pleasure or her teeth for untold pain? It was a terrifying thought, and yet sparks danced under my skin watching her hand and mouth work in sync with the music blaring from my phone.
Her other hand cupped my balls and my breath puffed out excitedly. Damn, she was gonna make me finish too soon. I needed to stop her. I needed to please her.
I needed to shut the water off.
“Shit!”
I reached for the handles, but Kara pressed her palm to my stomach, holding me still, her head bobbing faster in time with the beat. Damn it! My fingers found her hair, but she smacked them away, so I pressed them to the cool wall. It was nearly impossible to keep my hips still, her soft whimpers like the most erotic music. When she groaned, the vibration sent a jolt all the way up into my stomach and back.
“Kara, stop or I’m gonna—”
Her hand pressed harder against me and I banged my head on the wall. This woman was going to be my undoing—or rather, she already was. I loved Kara. I loved her smile, her laugh, her attitude. I loved her green eyes and the smell of her skin. I loved the way she made me want to be a better person. God, I loved her tongue.
My eyes squeezed shut as she shoved me over the brink. “Hnng, Kara!” I gasped.
This time, when my fingers latched onto her hair, she didn’t swat them away. I felt her throat working, pulling every ounce from me, and my hips took over as my brain shorted out. She grunted in surprise as I pumped into her mouth twice, then she sat back, licking at the tip one more time. Smiling up at me, a smug look in her eyes, she reached over and shut off the water, which was looking dangerously full.
She must’ve sensed my thought because she said, “The bubbles make it look more than it is. See?”
Scooping a handful out, I noticed the water was at a much more reasonable level than I’d thought. Then the pink bubbles were on my cock. I raised an eyebrow at her, and she shrugged innocently.
“I’m pretty sure I told you to get in the tub,” she said.
“Mmm, yes, ma’am.”
I fished a condom out of my jeans pocket and did as she commanded, lowering myself into the hot water. Kara stood, smirking down at me. Yeah, I was sitting in pink bubbles. So what? Then she undressed very, very slowly, to the beat of the music still pulsing around us. My mouth watered as her jeans slid down, and she turned her ass to me when she bent to shimmy them down her legs. That was a nice view. I hurriedly ripped the package open.
As soon as she freed her feet, I reached out and grabbed her hips, dragging that fine ass to my face. She squeaked and grabbed the toilet lid for balance as my tongue slid across my favorite place. I flicked over her clit and stroked hard across her opening before diving straight into forbidden territory.
“Ah!” she cried, jerking away reflexively. “What the hell?”
“Thought I’d give it a shot,” I answered, grinning. “No?”
She turned her head to glare at me, but there was no heat in it. “No. At least, not yet. That’s just weird.”
I ran my hand across her lower back, easing her down a little more, and my tongue went to work on her delicious folds. Keeping one hand on her ass, I wrapped the other around myself under the bubbles, stroking gently. Every time she moaned, my grip tightened. It seemed she’d gotten around that noise barrier quickly.
Suddenly, the pressure on my mouth was gone and she climbed into the tub before I could protest. Her back faced me, and I grabbed her hips to steady her as she lowered herself into the water. I pulled my knees to the sides, keeping her legs together as she crouched and eased down onto me. Oh, if I’d thought her tight before, this was downright constrictive. A hiss of pleasure escaped me, and I pressed my head hard against the wall.
Using the sides of the tub as leverage, she slowly moved up and down, getting a feel for it. She hummed when I jerked up into her, but she shot me a warning look over her shoulder. I chuckled, moving my grip from her hips to her breasts, pressing her back against me. My mouth found her neck and I tested my teeth on it, just lightly. Valor roared at me to do it, and it took enormous effort to restrain that instinct. Kara, however, shuddered at the contact.
“Do that again,” she whispered. She was building to a good rhythm, the bubbles rolling around us in waves.
Her request sent a shiver down my spine, and I set my teeth to her shoulder, putting a little more pressure on her skin. She cursed aloud, her pace picking up sloppily. Valor thrashed and I had to let go before I did something she wasn’t ready for yet.
“Rico,” Kara whimpered. “P-please.”
I took the hint and knocked one leg out from under her. She fell back against me, and I grabbed her other leg and pulled it up on the ledge, bracing my shoulders and feet against either end of the tub. My free hand plunged back into the water
