Page 6 of Loyal to the Mountain Man

Now that I was naked, I deliberately avoided checking out my reflection, but the fear was still there. What if he didn’t like the sight of me naked? What if he was disappointed? What if my breasts weren’t quite perky enough or my thighs were a little too full for his liking?

I shut out all that mental chatter as I stepped into the changing part of the shower stall. He’d pulled the curtain between that changing area and the shower itself, so I couldn’t see him from here. It was probably for the best. Now it would be too late to turn back after I got a look at that perfect body.

The sound of my hammering heart threatened to drown out the shower spray as I took the final steps toward the shower. Then I reached up and squeezed my eyes shut, jerking back the curtain.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Zachary’s back was to me, his face in the water as it poured down from a small shower head. His hips, his legs, his broad, muscular shoulders…all of it was just perfect.

I cleared my throat to get his attention, then immediately regretted it. His eyes widened, then his expression softened as he stared at me. When his gaze lowered to my breasts, I battled the urge to cover them, but any shyness I might’ve felt over a man seeing me naked for the first time was gone once I saw the look in his eyes. Yes, he definitely liked what he saw.

“Do you have room for company?” I asked.

I was going for a flirtatious tone, but there was a shakiness to my voice. I just hoped he couldn’t hear it over the shower spray.

He turned fully around, and I saw it. I tried not to stare, but he had an erection, and he was enormous, so it wasn’t like I could ignore it.

“Come here,” he said.

He reached out a hand. I slipped mine into his. With a gentle tug, he pulled me in with him, then let the shower curtain drop back into place, giving us privacy.

I was barely in his arms before his mouth was on mine, his tongue exploring as his hands settled into the small of my back. I melted against him, his erection poking me, his muscular arms feeling so good wrapped around me.

“Turn around,” Zachary said when he finally pulled back to look down at me.

I did exactly as he commanded, shivering a little at the cold seeping in from the other side of the shower curtain. The curtain trapped in most of the heat coming from the shower spray.

But his arms went around me, and the combination of his body heat and his touch had my entire body warming up within seconds. One of his hands cupped my breast and the other went straight to the area between my legs.

When he slid a finger inside me, my back arched and I rested my head against his shoulder, closing my eyes and giving in to the sensations flooding my body. “You’re so beautiful,” he said into my ear.

His words combined with his deep voice brought an involuntary whimper from me as my hips began moving in rhythm with his movements. He planted a trail of kisses along my neck and that sent me flying over the edge.

The feeling was so intense, it had to be an orgasm. I’d heard about it but had never experienced one before. Sensations radiated from that one sensitive spot he was rubbing, and he rubbed it all the way to the end, when I went a little limp in his arms.

Finally, I moved away from him, and he withdrew his hand. I had plans, though, and there was a smile on my face as I knelt to carry them out.

Zachary’s face registered surprise as I boldly took him in my mouth, my hand encircling his shaft and moving with my mouth and tongue. I had no idea what I was doing, but I’d read about blowjobs. I’d even looked at pictures and also discussed them at length with my friends. I’d heard all the tips.

One of those tips came in handy now. If he’s really big, use your hand. Then you don’t have to worry about gagging.

I ran my hand up and down his length, licking, sucking, and stroking until he let out a moan. That moan echoed off the shower walls. I just hoped nobody came along while we were doing this.

But there was an excitement to that. We were in a place where we could easily be discovered. All someone would have to do was stand outside and listen and they’d know exactly what was happening here.

“Come on,” he said, pulling his cock out of my mouth while my hand was still around it.

And then I was on my feet, being urged beyond that shower curtain to the small dressing area in the stall. This area wasn’t private, though. For whatever reason, this tiny space with a narrow bench was visible to anyone walking by.

It wasn’t that way on the women’s side. Maybe we needed a little more privacy when we changed in and out of our clothes.

I turned to see the shower curtain had fallen back into place. But the shower was still going, even though no one was on the other side to enjoy it. Water waste was the last thing on his mind right now, no doubt.

Zachary lifted my left leg onto the bench next to his clothes, coming in for another kiss as he did. Only once he moved around me did I figure out what he was doing. He’d lifted my leg so he could slide inside me.

When he positioned himself behind me, it became clear what he planned to do. “Put your hands on the wall.”

The order was said in the same low but commanding voice he’d used in the shower. I wasn’t normally one who liked being told what to do, but in this case, it was beyond hot.

I did exactly what he said. Right foot on bench, two hands on the wall. He tugged on my hips a little to change my angle, which meant moving my hands a little lower on the wall.

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