Page 48 of Sensuous

“I was thinking I’d rather be inside that pretty cunt of yours than this. I’ve never been a blowjob kind of guy. It’s too one-sided for my taste.”

He says that like it’s a bad thing. “I’m all for a change, if you want. I’d have to be crazy to say no to an offer like that.”

“Good. Come up here so the two of us can enjoy ourselves.”

When I stand up to my full height, he kisses me long and deep and then smiles against my lips. “Just in case you’re wondering, I think you could change my mind about blowjobs.”

“I don’t mind them, if that’s what you’re worried about. To be honest, that was probably the sexiest time I’ve ever had blowing someone. You get the credit for that.”

Alex dips his head to kiss just below my ear and whispers, “Nothing about sex should be a job. Plus, I’d rather be doing something to give you pleasure.”

He turns me around so the water isn’t hitting my back anymore and the shower wall is behind me. When he eases me back against the tiles, they’re cool and refreshing on my skin.

“Not to give you an ego trip, but I think you might be every woman’s dream. We fantasize about men who want to please us because there aren’t any in real life.”

That makes him smile, and it’s like the devil himself has let him borrow that grin of his. “Well, I’m right here in the flesh.”

Cradling my face, he kisses my lips, sliding his tongue in to mingle with mine. It’s erotic and makes me want to feel him between my legs again. I don’t care how sore I am tomorrow. It will be well worth it.

I wrap my arms around his neck, and without a word spoken between us, he lifts me up to position me over his cock. As he slowly lowers me down onto it, I swear every nerve ending in my body is on high alert. He fills me completely, stretching my body to once again take every delicious inch of him.

This time, we don’t say anything, but no words are needed as he slides in and out of me while the water rains down behind him. The tiles against my back loose their coolness with every time he thrusts into me and my body pushes up against the wall.

We’re like two parts of one whole, two people so in tune with one another after only a few hours together that we easily fall into the rhythm of fucking. Alex’s dark eyes stare into mine, and I sense he’s searching for the answer to some unspoken question, but I don’t ask like I normally would. I enjoy the silence, instead reveling in the feel of our bodies together giving the two of us pleasure.

When he pushes into me one last time and goes still, I feel him fill me with warmth. My orgasm follows soon after, my body milking his cock until there’s nothing left inside him.

He holds me to him, and I hear his heavy breathing next to my ear. It’s uniquely sexy and masculine. I gently stroke the back of his neck with my fingertips, loving how natural our time together feels. There is no worry about how I look or whether I did something he liked or didn’t like during sex. He’s completelyreal and transparent with how he feels and what he enjoys, almost as if it’s second nature for him to tell a woman how much he loves being inside her or how beautiful she is as she’s on her knees in front of him.

Finally, he whispers in my ear, “I think the water is starting to get cold.”

I reach my hand out and feel it’s turned lukewarm already. “We outlasted the water heater,” I say with a giggle.

“We better get all that sugar off us before we’re standing in ice cold water,” he says before kissing me sweetly on the lips.

When he eases out of me and sets me on my feet, I can’t help feeling like I miss him, even though he’s still just inches away from me. I look around for soap and see him hold up a white bar.

“Time to get clean, Kat.”

He’s cute and playful, and it makes me want to be more relaxed than I’ve ever allowed myself to be with a man. He lathers me up and then I lather him, while we spend time talking about what foods to use the next time we sleep together.

It’s comfortable, more comfortable than I’ve ever been with another soul in my life. And I want more of it.

I want more of him.

As much asI don’t want to leave, we both have to be on the set for nine this morning, and it’s already after seven. So I turn out of his hold and roll out of bed, looking back to see him almost pouting.

Even that looks sexy on him.

“I wouldn’t leave if we didn’t have somewhere to be, but we do. I need to get home and get changed, or everyone’s going to see me do the walk of shame right through the studio.”

He sits up against the headboard and stretches his arms above his head. “I’ll make you a deal. I’ll wear what I wore last night, and we can both do the walk of shame onto the set.”

While I look for my clothes strewn all over the floor, I shake my head and laugh. “That’s no deal. You’ll look like a guy who had a good time and people will high five you, and I’ll look like some cheap slut and everyone will give me the side eye.”

Alex cracks his neck and says, “It’s not the fifties, Kat. Women are allowed to have sex.”

I pick up my underwear and step into them. “True, but you’d be surprised at how attitudes aren’t really that different. Everyone says they’re great with women having sex, but the second you make it obvious that you do, things get weird. Trust me on this. You and I can walk into that studio smelling like sex, and only I will be the one dealing with judgment.”

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