Page 14 of Koa's Little Girl
“No peeking, Jelly,” he told the stuffie. He turned to focus on Giana as she giggled.
“Undo those buttons,” he ordered, pointing to her pressed, collared shirt. “Unless you want me to rip them off?”
Koa dropped to his knees in front of her and unfastened her pants. He yanked them to her ankles before unlacing her boots. “Step,” he ordered, and when she lifted one foot he shucked off her footwear and clothing before repeating the action for her other side.
“You’re bossy,” she observed as she shrugged out of her shirt.
“You’re slow,” he answered, focusing on the cleavage she revealed as she tossed away the garment.
“You’re still dressed,” she reminded him as she grabbed the band of the exercise bra she always wore to work and tugged it over her head.
The heat already brewing in his gaze had skyrocketed like the fire from the wings that introduced them when their gaze met again. Inside, Giana did a happy dance seeing his attraction to her. Outwardly, she maintained a straight face as she pointed to his tented shorts.
“Don’t you want to take those off?” Giana suggested.
With a growl of impatience, Koa stripped off the sweaty garment and tossed it over his shoulder. Purposefully herding her into the oversized walk-in shower stall, Koa turned on the water and adjusted it, keeping her safe from the spray until he was satisfied. He stepped under the showerhead and let the water cascade over him before reaching out a blind hand to find her and gently tug her forward into his arms.
Closing her eyes as the warm liquid streamed over her, Giana responded eagerly to Koa’s scorching kiss. He held her close. His skin radiated heat from the sun. Giana pressed herself against him, loving how his hard angles fit perfectly to hers.
When he lifted his head to allow her to breathe, she shook the water from her face and met his gaze. “Make love to me, Koa. I need you.”
His quick inhale warned her to fill her lungs. His mouth captured hers in a hard kiss that demanded everything from her. Giana returned it with the same intensity. The firehouse was torture last night. Her mind had replayed the pleasure Koa had shared with her during their night together. Fearing she would talk in her sleep, she had tossed and turned all night.
Koa released her lips and lowered himself to his knees, pressing her to the side of the shower. His tongue licked a pathdown her abdomen to her sensitive mound. When he pulled gently at her trimmed adult curls, Giana gasped at the slight taste of pain and celebrated that she’d decided not to have a full Brazilian wax. Her juices practically squirted from her as he gripped her hips, pressing her to the chilly tiles. She suspected his fingers would leave marks and loved his urgency.
When he lifted one of her legs over his shoulder, Giana wobbled for a second as she regained her balance. His hands held her securely as his gaze focused directly on her pussy. Koa inhaled deeply. The animalistic move fueled her desire. Hunger etched itself onto his features as he met her gaze.
“I’ll never get enough of you, little girl,” he told her. His gravelly deep voice dispelled all the butterflies in her stomach. Nothing else mattered except for her and him.
Koa lowered his mouth to her mound. He devoured her with enthusiasm and skill that caused her eyes to roll up in her head. When everything stopped, she focused back on his face.
“Eyes on me, Giana. Don’t look away.”
She nodded, ready to agree to anything he’d demand. Giana needed him to continue.
“Good girl,” he praised her.
His words pushed her arousal higher. Suddenly, she wanted to be good for him more than anything else in the world. Watching him tease and taste her was the hottest thing she’d ever experienced. His lips glistened with her juices as his tongue intimately explored her. When he pressed two fingers deep into her, all the swirling sensations exploded, and with a keening cry, she climaxed, wobbling on her suddenly unsteady leg.
Releasing her leg, Koa stood to wrap his arm around her waist. He held her pressed to the tile as he caressed her, pushing her pleasure higher than she’d ever imagined. Captured by his gaze trapping her, Giana reached out to caress him. She wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft and squeezed.
“Damn, that feels amazing, Flame. I’m going to stretch this tight pussy with my cock as soon as you come again.”
She nodded eagerly, wanting everything he promised. She could feel the orgasm he promised hovering close. If only she could grab it.
“Come, little girl,” he ordered and pinched her clit.
Giana screamed as her climax crashed over her, shaking her. She clung to his strength as Koa lifted her, holding her tight to his torso as he carried her out of the shower.
“I’ve got to grab a condom, Flame.”
“Nothing between us, Daddy. I’m protected.”
He didn’t hesitate, but boosted her higher on the tiles. Automatically, she wrapped her thighs around his waist as he fitted himself to her. As her body still spasmed with aftershocks, he thrust firmly into her. Still, his gaze held her captive. Skin to skin, he filled her completely.
Forging a miles-deep connection between them as he powered into her, Koa’s deep eyes seemed to see into her soul. Giana didn’t want this to end. Her hands glided over his wet skin as she memorized his incredible form.
The faint splatter of the water turned cold, but nothing distracted him. Giana came over and over. When Koa finally allowed himself to climax, she smoothed her hands over his chest and shoulders as he shook with the intensity of the sexual thrill that he’d lavished on her.
