Page 62 of Crying Shame
He started to sponge himself, so I reached over him. “I’ll be washing your back.”
I ran my fingers over his muscles that he’d clearly worked to develop. As the water rushed down, taking the bubbles away, he said, “Your confidence tonight is sexy.”
I laughed and reached around to clean his cock with the soap. “It’s you who gets that title.”
He grew harder. I continued to stroke him, and he took the soap away.
I didn’t stop, and soon his cock was standing at full attention. “Let’s turn this water off,” he said.
He turned to face me, and my heart realized that it didn’t matter how different we were. We were together. “Why?”
He lifted up my leg. “Because the water takes your natural lubrication, and I want you enjoying yourself.”
My heart shifted. “Really?”
His lips came closer, and my lips parted for a kiss. “I’m a doctor, remember?”
My entire body trembled. I was ready. I said, “Well, doctor, I think the only remedy for me is your cock filling me.”
“Your wish is my command.” He adjusted my position, and I used the shower wall for support. His hands pressed against my breasts as he pushed into me from behind.
My eyes rolled back. I’d never been this turned on in my life. I lost control as he was still deep inside me.
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Elon
My heart was heavy as I realized this was the first time I’d lost this much control. As a doctor, I knew the risks of having sex without protection, but in my heart the only thing I truly feared was forcing Clarissa's hand.
I needed her to choose me. I threw a towel around her and held her so she wouldn't shiver. “Let’s get you in the bed.”
She walked with me, reaching up to touch my face. “I don’t mind that you lost your control with me.”
My shoulders tightened. The last thing I’d ever do was hurt her. I swallowed and said, “I should have—“
“I hate the word should.” She patted the bed. “Let’s lie down.”
My mind raced, but I joined her. “We can get you the morning-after pill.”
Her lips thinned, and she shook her head. “No, I don’t want it. Sam is the best thing that ever happened to me, and if we did it again...”
Yet she wasn’t ready to commit to me. I lay down next to her and took her hand. “I never want to be a mindless jerk who doesn’t honor you.”
She hugged me. “You aren’t. You haven’t. Elon… you couldn’t.”
My heart thudded. She wasn’t the one who was supposed to be giving comfort. I was responsible. “You’re tired. Let’s rest a few minutes. I’m just glad you trusted me enough to be yourself.”
She curled her legs into her and hugged herself as she stared at the wall. “Trust?”
My pulse zipped. I closed my eyes, wishing I hadn't put her on guard. “I wish I’d not said that.”
“Friends with benefits means—“
"I don't want that with you." Blood pooled in my ears. I needed her to open up to me. “I told you that you were more than that to me.”
She rocked like she was physically hurt. “I can’t offer more. I’m not good for you or a relationship.”
I wished she trusted me. I wasn’t sure I should ask about her secrets, but my soul pushed me. “What happened to you, Clarissa?”
