Page 80 of Sweet Harmony

“It’s fine,”she said. “I’m happy to help.”

“I could havemaybe stood and turned around, but…”

“No, absolutelynot. You don’t want to risk slipping and falling by standing up.It’s really no problem at all.”

She was talkingtoo high and too fast, but damn, a mostly naked Connor was a dreamcome true. She might not have gotten to see exactly what shewanted, but watching the water run down over Connor’s naked chestand abdomen was making her pussy plenty wet enough.

She had a hotdentist naked in her shower and it was the best damn moment of herlife.

He was holdingthe shower nozzle in one hand and he kept it pointed downward soshe wouldn’t get sprayed as she leaned into the shower. He shiftedforward on the stool and her breath caught in her throat as shestared at the top of his ass.

Her desire tobend over and give his right ass cheek a little nibble was probablyinappropriate, right?

“Kira?”

“Sorry,” shemumbled. She leaned down, ignoring the fact that Connor’sdelectable ass was right near her face, and snagged the soap fromthe bottom of the shower. She straightened and stared at the backof Connor’s head. His dark hair was wet and clinging to his scalpand she could see shampoo suds on the bottom half.

“You missedrinsing some shampoo out of your hair,” she said.

His handtwisted behind him to touch the back of his neck. “Dammit.”

“Give me theshower nozzle.” She held her hand out. “I’ll rinse it out and giveyour back a quick wash for you.”

“Thanks.” Hetook the soap from her and handed over the showerhead.

She carefullyrinsed the shampoo from his hair before giving it back to him. “Nowthe soap.”

Withoutspeaking, he passed her the soap and she lathered up her handsbefore setting it in the soap dish. Her heart pounding and herpussy throbbing, she ran her hands across his broad back in long,slow strokes. She washed his upper back in small circles, takingmore care and time than necessary, but Connor’s smooth skin andfirm muscles were an aphrodisiac she couldn’t resist.

She smoothedher hands over the muscles in his back, rubbing lightly beforemoving to his lower back and stroking and massaging. His low groansent heat straight between her thighs.

“Okay?” Hervoice was shamefully needy.

“Yeah.”

She couldbarely hear him over the sound of the shower. She moved her handslower, just above his ass and he groaned again.

“Connor, areyou -”

Her breathcaught in her throat. The towel over his dick was tented. Connorhad an erection. She was touching him, and it made him hard. Herbody moved of its own accord, squirming in behind him, not caringthat her leggings and shirt were soaking up the water and soap fromhis skin as she pressed her body against the lean length of hisback.

He drew in aharsh breath when she slid her hands around his trim waist andrubbed his flat abdomen. The muscles trembled beneath her touch andhe used his free hand to trap her hands against him when she slidthem upwards.

“What are youdoing, little Kira?” he rasped.

“Helping youshower,” she said. “You missed a spot.”

“Is thatright?” His voice was a mixture of lust and amusement.

“Yes.” Shekissed the top of his shoulder. “Let me help you.”

“I’m gettingyou wet,” he said.

“So wet,” shewhispered into his ear.

He made anotherharsh groan, dropping his hand and tilting his head back as shedrew her hands up his body. The soap on her hands was long gone,but she rubbed small circles across his chest, delighted at thefeel of the coarse hair beneath her palms. When she brushed herfingers across his flat nipples, his back arched and the back ofhis head dropped onto her shoulder.

She stared atthe towel that covered his crotch. His right hand, still holdingtightly to the shower nozzle, was resting on his thigh, the watercascading down his leg.

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