Page 89 of Drown in You

She nods, opening her mouth, but I don’t give her a chance to respond before I’m scooping her up and kissing her, carrying her to the showers in the locker room.

When I set her on her feet, I caress her face before pulling off her shirt while she smiles at me.

Memories of that first night with Sienna in her hotel room come flooding back. The way she batted her lashes at me as she asked if I wanted to follow her to her room, the way she stood on her toes to slip the jacket off my shoulders, the way she tried to keep me from seeing her bruises, the way her every touch set me on fire.

Her fingers brush my cheek, ignoring the sweat. “I’m really, really happy I met you, Luke.”

I grab her face with both hands. I love staring at her body, but I’d rather stare into her soul. “I’m so fucking happy I met you, Sienna. If you asked me to, I’d rip the whole world apart for you.”

Her little smile melts me. “I know.”

I carry her into the shower and turn on the water while we strip off the rest of our clothes. She steps under the water, and I revel in her as her eyes fall shut, head tipping back as the water soaks her bare skin, rivulets streaming down her perfect body.

When Sienna’s eyes open, she saunters toward me with a smile. The same one she wore that night at the hotel bar. “Let me clean you up.”

She grabs the shampoo and instructs me to bend lower, hands braced against the wall behind her as she squirts shampoo into my hair before massaging my scalp. I can’t help the groan that escapes.

Once the suds are rinsed from my hair, running down my shoulders, she scrubs me with the soap, admiring every inch as she washes my face, shoulders, back, chest, abs. Then she pushes me against the wall before dropping to her knees.

I nearly groan. “I’ll never get tired of that sight.”

She smiles at the praise before fisting my cock and swirling her tongue around the tip. I drop my head back against the shower wall, clutching at her head and groaning her name.

Her mouth follows her hand as she glides it down to the base, gagging softly when my tip hits the back of her throat. I bite back my chuckle so she doesn’t change her mind about sucking me off. I’ll never know how I got this fucking lucky. “You’re doing so well, sweetheart.”

Sienna reaches with her other hand to cup my balls, and I hiss through my teeth. “How’s this?”

From the sultry way the words pass through her lips, she knows exactly how incredible it feels. “Don’t fucking stop.”

“Not until you come down my throat,” she promises. “Every drop.”

Jesus. I thread my fingers through her hair, needing something to grip onto. “You’re making another one of my fantasies a reality.”

She smiles around my cock in her mouth before swirling her tongue around the tip. My balls tighten, and I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be able to stave off the load primed to explode into her mouth.

Her hand on my balls squeezes gently as she sucks down my shaft, tip hitting her throat over and over. With every gag, I get closer and closer to spilling into her mouth.

“You sure you want every drop?” I pant.

She nods, her mouth bobbing up and down my slick cock faster and faster. I fist her hair, keeping her from standing or scrambling away when she realizes every drop means swallowing every...fucking...drop.

Sienna tightens her grip on my balls just enough to drive me wild and I don’t get the chance to warn her before my cock is spurting into her mouth, hot cum hitting the back of her throat. She gags, lurching and eyes widening with surprise, but she takes it like a good fucking girl, swallowing every fucking drop I spill down her throat.

My chest heaves, heart pounding as I come down from the height of my orgasm. She rises slowly with a smug smile, and I’m like a pathetic, horny teenage boy panting in front of her. “What other fantasies of yours can I make come true?”

Just hearing the words from her mouth makes blood pump to my cock again. I grab her ass and tug her to me so our naked bodies are pressed flush together, her pointed nipples against my torso. “Let me take you here.”

I give her slick ass cheek an echoing smack in emphasis.

Her eyes round, and I expect her to reject the idea immediately, but she chews her lip. “I’ve never done that before.”

“I know, sweetheart. That’s why I want to do it. I want to make you feel good everywhere.”

She spins, pressing her palms against the opposite wall as her soaked hair falls down her back. “So make me feel good.”

I push off the wall and grab her hip, reaching around to work her clit and prepare her for me. She moans at the contact. Music to my fucking ears.

Fisting my cock, I slide nearly every inch into her pussy, taking my time and letting her acclimate. “Oh my god,” she breathes.

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