Page 38 of Seducing the Sheriff
He took care of unlacing his boots and tugged them off, then tugged me over to the bathroom. It was a large room, decorated in white, cracking tiles, with a small window at one end. It badly needed remodeling, but I eyed the large white tub with envy as I had the first time I’d seen it.
“My place isn’t large enough for a tub,” I said.
I turned and my mouth went dry as Greg whipped his undershirt over his head and I caught sight of all those lovely muscles. Tub-envy vanished as I stepped forward and ran my hands over his broad chest, lightly dusted with hair. He squeaked, not realizing I was so close to him, then groaned as I tweaked first one copper-colored nipple, then the other.
“You’re gonna kill me,” he panted, emerging from the T-shirt.
“Payback for blowing my brains through my balls,” I agreed. “Blowjob first or shower?”
“Blowjob in shower.”
I snorted. “You want to kill my knees?”
“Payback,” he agreed cheerfully as he stepped back and unbuckled his jeans.
I watched avidly as he pushed down his pants and briefs, and his half-hard cock bounced against his belly, leaving a sticky trail of pre-cum caught in the fine hairs. I looked up to see him watching me. Maybe I went a little pink, but I refused to be embarrassed for ogling such a gorgeous man. I couldn’t wait to drop to my knees and feast on his cock.
“My turn,” he said, a little breathless.
Greg turned on the faucets. It took a while for the temperature to get to his satisfaction.
“Good water pressure,” I observed.
“Yeah, it is, but the boiler’s ancient and it takes forever to get hot. Plenty of hot water though.”
Finally, it was hot enough for Greg’s satisfaction, and he waved me in. I jumped as he gave my ass a light slap as I joined him.
“Hey,” I growled.
“I’m sorry. It’s such a nice ass. I couldn’t resist.”
“You don’t sound sorry,” I grumble, but I couldn’t hide my grin, and we must have looked like loons grinning as we negotiated the water and each other.
I steered him under the water. “Get wet.” Greg lifted his face to the spray. He took my breath away; he was so beautiful.
He handed me a bottle. I looked down and couldn’t help chuckling.
“What’s so funny?” he asked, looking puzzled.
“We even use the same bodywash.”
“Great minds.”
I squeezed a dollop in my palm and rubbed my hands to them good and bubbly, then I smoothed the soapy bubbles over his chest.
“I haven’t been washed since I was a kid,” he said.
Greg closed his eyes, and any smart-Alec comment I was going to make died on my tongue. I gazed at him in silence as I soaped him from head to foot, tracing the lines of his muscled body with my fingers and palms, then I turned him in the spray and watched the soap lines flow down the long line of his back and over his taut ass.
Then he did the same to me, and this time we locked gazes as he washed me. He took his time, his hands work-roughened but gentle, and I felt like I would melt under his touch. No one had ever taken care of me like this.
I’d expected a quick shower, suck him off, and then I’d go home. Fun, hot, but not tender. It left me confused and unsettled, and I never wanted it to stop. I could stay like this forever.
But an insistent nudge at my hip reminded me I had a job to do. I looked down to find his erection poking my thigh. I wrapped my hand around his cock, loving its solid weight. I wasn’t a size queen, but he filled my hand nicely. Greg groaned and buried his face in the crook of my neck. I cupped his ass with one hand and jacked him slow and sure, taking my time, sensing when his breathing changed from ‘this is nice’ to “I want more.’ I didn’t rush, but he raised up on his toes and moaned into my neck.
I kissed his temple, then I sank down, grimacing a little as my knees met the hard base of the tub. I was going to pay for this, but that was later. Now I wanted to give him the same pleasure he’d given me. I cupped his heavy sac, my middle finger stroking gently over his taint. His thighs trembled and I held him steady.
“Fuck,” he muttered above my head. “You’re going to kill me, or we’ll both get a concussion.
