Page 80 of Tempt Me

Keeping the spray pointed at my pussy, she explored me with her hand, tapping my clit until I moaned.

“That’s it, baby girl. Give it to me.” She tapped faster, rocketing the sensation to my core.

And I did.

I couldn’t refuse anything she asked of me. My orgasm gripped me like a fist, wringing the pleasure out of me in waves. As I came down, my knees weakened, but Jamila caught me with an arm around my waist.

“I’ve got you, baby,” she crooned in my ear.

Groaning something even I couldn’t understand, I slipped my arms around her waist and rested my cheek against her shoulder. I felt safe in her embrace as the warm water rained down over us. The shower was my cocoon, and I never wanted to leave it.

“Can you stand?” she asked at last.

“Yeah.”

She eased her arm from around my waist, and my legs supported me. “Turn around. I’ll wash your hair.”

Her fingertips against my scalp made me feel both boneless and weightless. It was exactly the care I needed after that hike up the mountain and the crushing encounter with my brother. She wrung out my hair and reached for the conditioner. She rubbed a dollop into her own hair, raking her fingers through her tight curls.

With her arms raised, her breasts were too tempting to resist. I palmed them both and licked one nipple. Her hand landed on the back of my head and held me there.

“Yeah, baby. Like that.”

I tunneled my other hand between her legs, gently caressing, then tapping her swollen clit like she’d done to me. Her breath hitched.

I sucked her nipple into my mouth, latching on and flicking it with my tongue. She shuddered and held me tighter.

“Don’t stop.”

I didn’t. I tapped harder, then softer, testing out the pressure until she bucked her hips against my hand, grinding against my palm. After a few more seconds, she stilled, groaning.

With one last lick, I released her breast and kissed up to her neck. I never wanted my mouth to leave her skin. How long could we stay here in the heaven of her shower?

She bent to capture my lips, a satisfying mess of a kiss with the water pouring over us. With both hands pressed to my back, she held me close. When she released my lips, she muttered, “Goddamn,” and shook her head.

“What?”

“Just…that was good. Who knew the little princess would be such a firecracker in bed?”

“You mean, in the shower.”

“I mean, wherever I want you, baby girl.”

I shivered even under the warm spray.

“Let’s get out before we get pruny.” She turned off the shower and wrapped me in one of her fluffy towels.

We dried off and then used her jasmine-scented lotion to moisturize. She clucked her tongue at the blisters on my heels and found a couple of bandages for them, which she insisted on applying while kneeling behind me.

When we tumbled into her enormous bed together, clean and exhausted, I was completely satisfied. And cautiously happy.

I traced a circle around her belly button. “So you’ll talk to my brother about us?”

“Is that what you want? To tell him right now?”

“Well, notnownow.” I dipped my tongue into the divot. “There are other things I’d rather do now.” I kissed a line down her stomach and paused at her pubic bone. “I don’t want to keep us a secret. I don’t want to sneak around.”

“Sure, with Jackson, but I’m not going to tell Audrey. That woman is terrifying.”

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