Page 35 of King of Temptation

“I’m just washing,” he replies, like I was going to accuse him of not keeping to the spirit of our agreement. I think I’m past caring as I rinse the shampoo from my hair, Leo spending an inordinate amount of time washing my chest.

“Time to rinse,” he rumbles close to my ear as he spins me around so he can pull my back to his front.

Then he grabs the shower head from its cradle, and I realize it’s mobile with a long cord, as he starts spraying down my body, rinsing all the soap off, until he points the spray between my legs.

And then my eyes roll back in my head because…wow. “I need to get one of these,” I hitch as my knees go weak.

But Leo is ready, and his other arm wraps about my torso, holding me up. My hands press against the shower wall, my cheek and upper chest following, resting against the cool tile, to help support my weight. One of my legs hooks around his calf as my feet come off the floor.

I can feel his erection pushing between my butt cheeks, the spray pummeling my clit, Leo holding me up off the floor, as my body tightens like a violin string.

I can’t even imagine what this would feel like if he was inside me while he used the shower head…

I explode, an orgasm ripping through me as I gasp out a sob, crying Leo’s name.

“That’s it, baby, be loud,” he hums in my ear. “Scream out my name.”

“Leo,” I beg because the water is still hitting me and I can already feel another orgasm building. “Oh God.”

“Yeah. Yeah, I am.” But then he hangs up the shower head and reaches for the valve, turning it off. I cry out a protest as he laughs in my ear.

He’s still supporting my weight with one arm as he opens the door and finally sets me down, wrapping me in a towel that is somehow warm…

And then with another he’s drying all my exposed skin. I wish I’d known I was going to get this full spa treatment, I would have done this a lot sooner.

Some deep feminine part of me is in awe that this large, powerful man is washing and drying me like I’m some precious person to him.

“Do you always take such good care—” He lifts me into his arms, cradling my body against his as he carries me out to the bedroom.

“You know you’re special, Kim,” he whispers into my temple before he pulls back the covers and lays me down on the mattress.

I blink at the words, feeling the sting of another round of tears. I don’t know what’s up with my leaky eyes today or how Leo knew those were the exact words I needed to hear, but as he opens up my towel, exposing my skin to his gaze, I don’t feel self-conscious at all. The only thing I feel is ready.

He’s still standing next to the bed, and he grabs his own erection, running his hand up and down the long, thick length.

My lips part because it’s amazing and erotic, and I want to touch him like that too.

“You’re supposed to be doing this too,” he says, his gaze locking with mine. I slide my fingers down my body, his gaze pinging between my hand and my eyes until I brush my own fingertips through my curls and down to the lips. I let out a little moan at the friction.

“Fuck,” he rumbles out as I press deeper into my own flesh, my body arching into the touch.

He climbs onto the bed, parting my legs wider as he settles on his knees between my thighs. Pushing them further open, he places a hand over my belly as I keep touching myself, his other hand still working over his erection.

I’m wide open and on full display. I don’t care, as the pressure from my fingers tightens my body, moving me toward another orgasm.

“That’s it, baby,” he whispers, his tempo increasing with mine. “You gonna cum like a good little girl?”

“Yeah,” I moan out, my knees softly bending and unbending, the inside of my legs rubbing against his. “God. Yes.”

“Not God. Leo. Say it, baby. Say my name.”

“Leo,” I mewl out. It feels so good, but I want him inside me too. That’s what would make this even better.

As if he knows, he slides his hand over my hip and then uses his middle finger to push deep inside me.

My body arches and shudders, the contact amazing as I grip down tightly on his finger.

“Jesus, Kim, how did I even fit inside you?”

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