Page 97 of Hitting the Gap

He pushed himself upright. “Oh, it’s on.” Waggling his eyebrows at her, he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. They weren’t leaving this bathroom till she’d come multiple times in the bright light.

With a flick of the wrist, he unhooked her bra and dropped it on the floor. Bailey’s arm moved like she was going to cover herself.

He hated she felt like she needed to cover herself in front of him. “Don’t.” He grabbed her hand. “Let me look at you.” He stepped back and let his gaze trail down her luscious body. “Fuck,” he groaned as he looked at the best set of tits he’d ever seen in his entire life. From where he was standing, she didn’t have a single thing to be shy about. He was a visual guy, and seeing her in the bright light of the bathroom just made him want her more. “How’d I get so lucky?” he asked.

A shy smile and blush covered Bailey’s cheeks. “Thank you, Gonz,” she whispered.

Jesus, it was like a punch to the sternum. He was gone for this woman. “You never have to thank me for that, Bay.” Needing to lighten the mood, he grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the shower. “Now, the orgasms you’re about to have, you can definitely thank me for after.” He paused and looked around the bathroom. “Shit, I need to get a condom.” Maybe he had one in his overnight case. He moved to go look but Bailey pulled against his hand.

“You don’t need one.”

“Wha—what do you mean?” He was surprised her could even talk let alone ask a question with the way his brain had just short circuited at the thought of feeling Bailey against him without any barrier.

Bailey smiled shyly. “I went on the pill when we started dating so we don’t have to use them unless you want to.”

“Holy shit.” He wrapped his arms around her. “I definitely don’t want to.” Stepping inside the shower, he pulled the door shut behind them. Most of the heat had left the shower since he’d stupidly left the door open. Thank god, he had a tankless water heater and could run his shower all day. He wrapped his arms around Bailey and stepped them both under the spray while they waited for the stall to heat back up. “What’d you get up to while I was away?” he asked as he rubbed his hands up and down her arms to warm her up.

“I’m pretty sure you didn’t bring me in here to talk.”

“Absolutely not. I just thought you might need a minute now that we’re in here.”

She wrapped her arms tightly around his waist and rested her head against his chest. “Thank you, but I’m good.”

It was like she’d waved the starter’s flag at his dick. It instantly jumped to attention. Bailey giggled. “Guess you are too.” She shifted her body and her stomach dragged against his cock.

“You’re not fighting fair, Bay,” he groaned.

“Who said anything about fair?” Her hand snaked down and wrapped around his shaft.

“Jesus.” He dropped his head back into the shower spray. The hot water cascaded down his face. Widening his stance, he simply enjoyed the way the blood rushed to his cock as she stroked him. The confidence in her touch made him want to just stay still and enjoy. It was such a contrast to how unsure she felt about herself in other areas.

With a groan, he stayed her hand. “You better stop. I’ve been thinking about fucking you all week. I’m not gonna last like I want to if you keep doing that.”

Bailey ran her tongue up his neck. “Maybe this shower round should just be about you.”

“Nice try, honey, not happening. If anyone is coming in this shower, it’s you.”

“I don’t mind.” Bailey looked up at him through wet lashes.

Gonzo shifted their bodies so the spray moved off her head. “I mind. When I said I’ve been thinking about fucking you, you’d better believe I meant with my tongue.”

Her eyes widened, then darkened as she looked at him.

He glanced around the shower for the best place to position her. The steam nozzles strategically lined the walls of the shower but made pressing her up against the back wall a challenge. He nudged her toward the bench. “Sit,” he ordered when her knees hit the seat.

Bailey dropped onto the seat. Her arm instantly covered her lower abdomen. He wanted to yank her hand away and her insecurity with it, but unfortunately, he couldn’t control that. All he could do was show her how beautiful she was.

Cupping the back of her head, he took her mouth in a hot, searing kiss, putting all the desire he felt for her into it. He fucked her mouth with his tongue, giving her a little preview of what he planned to do to her pussy. Her arms curled around his neck as she pulled herself closer to his body. No one made noises like Bailey. The little frustrated, aroused sounds she made as she tried to get her clit in contact with him properly made it really tempting to make her suffer, make her want it more. Unfortunately, he wanted the contact just as badly as she did.

Pushing up on his knees to brace himself, he pressed his cock against her seam and shifted. The motion dragged his cock against her wet heat, making Bailey suck in a breath. Breaking the kiss, he licked his way down her body. When her hand moved toward her stomach again, he threaded his fingers with hers and held her hand against the bench. With his other hand, he pressed lightly against her chest to get her to lie back. The movement exposed her beautiful pussy completely. Gonzo shifted his body between her thighs, widening her legs even more.

He licked his lips as he stared at the pink folds that were just begging him to kiss them. Letting his gaze trail up her soft stomach, he pressed a kiss against her belly.

“Gonz.” The warning tone in her voice made him press another kiss just below her belly button.

“Shh,” he said. “You’re distracting me. I’m trying to decide where to start, since it all looks so fucking good.”

That must have been the right thing to say, because Bailey’s hips shifted and she moved her pelvis toward him. “I’ve got a suggestion,” she murmured.

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