“Joining me, baby girl?” he asked when I hadn’t moved, my hand still on the shower curtain.
It pulled my thoughts back to the present. Finally I met Huck’s gaze. Saw the question there. The heat. The amusement. I couldn’t help but smile, and knew what he was asking wasn’t as simple as me stepping into my tub.
Was I joining Huck? For good? Because I knew this was it. Huck was all in. He could’ve snuck out while I slept. He could’ve never come to O’Banyons.
I’d made up my mind when I took his hand at the shop, so I stepped in beside him, slid the curtain closed behind us. His body blocked me from the hot spray.
He set one hand on the tile behind me, the other on my hip, lowered his head, and kissed me. His lips were insistent, and his tongue immediately plunged and found mine.
He growled, low and deep, as he drove me wild with just his mouth. He angled his head, took more. His whiskers rasped my skin as he kissed along my jaw to my ear.
“Baby girl, what you do to me,” he murmured, then nipped the spot where my neck and shoulder met. Stepping closer, he set his knee between mine, his dick pressing long and thick against my belly.
“Huck,” I whispered, my eyes closed, my head angled back to give him room. I was more aroused from just a kiss from Huck than having sex with another guy. Neither previous lover had gotten me off. Only Huck had been able to do it, and I was close now. My breasts ached. My nipples were hard. My pussy longed for his touch. To be filled. It was as if my body remembered him.
His lips returned to mine, devoured me. His hand slid up my body to cup my jaw. I felt the callouses, how big his palm was. He pulled back, and I blinked my eyes open. He was right there, his pale eyes so close I saw the darker flecks. The heat. His gaze dipped and roved over my body.
We were breathing hard as we just… looked.
We’d gotten naked that night in his truck bed, but it had been dark. The only light had been from the sliver of the moon, and I’d seen him, but not like this. He was so much more than I remembered.
I hadn’t even realized I’d pressed my hands to the shower wall behind me until I couldn’t resist touching him. As I set my palms on his chest, he sucked in a breath, his abs going tight. I slid my fingers down over the ridges, then lower still to grip his thick length. His dick was hot and like steel.
“Fuck,” he growled.
My gaze whipped up, and I caught the look on his face. The clenched jaw, the narrowed eyes. The heat in them.
I wasn’t the virgin any longer. While I’d been with two guys since Huck, I didn’t even remember their faces. They’d been placeholders as I waited for Huck and me to be together again. Nothing more.
Now I thought of pleasing Huck. He’d made me feel good the other night. It was time for me to have a turn. He was slick in my hold, and I worked my grip up and down his length, running my thumb over the broad crown each time. Gently I cupped his balls with my other hand.
Huck’s head dropped and he held himself still, but when I started to lower to my knees so I could take him into my mouth, he gripped my elbow.
I looked to him, frowned.
“You might have your hand on my dick, but I’m still in charge, baby girl. You’ll get me off with your hand because I’m a few pumps away from spurting over your belly. I’m okay with that because I gotta get that first one out of the way so I can take my time with you.”
I went to work, gripped him in both my hands. He was so big my fingers barely closed and long enough where I could still get strokes in. God, it was so hot watching him lose his firm control.
He swore under his breath. Growled. His hips bucked, and he slapped his hand against the wet tile as he came. His body shuddered as thick ropes of his cum pulsed onto my belly. I only stopped when his hand gripped my wrist.
His breath was ragged, and it took him a few long seconds to recover. Looking into my eyes, he shifted so the hot spray washed my stomach clean. Then he reached back, shut off the water, and yanked the shower curtain open. With hands on my waist, he lifted me and set me on the bath mat. Following me out, he grabbed a towel and dried me off, then gave himself a quick rubdown.
“Bed. Now.” I turned in that direction, eager. I was wet and not from the shower. His hand came down on my butt, a light smack that had me gasping.
I looked over my shoulder and he grinned. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”
It seemed something in my eyes gave me away. Besides being startled by the single spank, I was also turned on by it. Who knew?
Huck.
“I want you in that bed, knees bent, legs spread nice and wide so I can see all of you.”
I flicked my gaze down to his cock, which was hard and ready as if he hadn’t just come.
“I took you once, nice and gentle. You ready to see how it’s really like between us? I took you missionary so I could take your cherry and watch your face as I did it. Now that’s not going to be enough. For either of us.”
I bit my lip, took in the huge naked guy filling my tiny bathroom. “I want more,” I confirmed.
A flush spread down
