Page 86 of Awakened
“Did you just . . .” I looked down to where his dick pressed against my belly.
He scoffed. “No, I didn’t come.” His teeth chattered as he spoke. “The water’s fucking freezing.”
I hadn’t noticed the drastic change in temperature. I’d been a tad distracted. Switching places with him, I turned the cold water down, and the temperature immediately heated up.
Zach pulled me to his chest, his erection pressing against the top of my ass. He brushed my hair to one side and kissed my shoulder. Cocooned by his body, surrounded by steam, I melted into him, content for the first time in a while.
Zach squeezed my breast, his other hand cupping my soft stomach before sliding lower. My breath came out in short bursts, the anticipation making my heart race as I parted my legs to make space. He stroked me with his long fingers, increasing the tension coiling in my belly. The water pulsed against my chest, touching where he couldn’t. I writhed in the small amount of space his arms allowed, chasing my release.
Zach groaned against my neck, grinding into my ass. “Fuck, Sunshine.”
I pushed back into him harder, rotating my hips, trying to get his cock where I ached for it. Placing my hands flat against the wall, I bent forward, and he fell between my thighs. Seamlessly, he slid his fingers into me, pressing his thumb against my clit and rubbing tiny circles. My legs began to shake against his. I rested my cheek against the cool tile, seeking relief from the heat.
His hand kept working, moving. He kissed and bit my shoulder, alternating gentle lips with rough pricks of teeth. I panted, never taking a full breath of the stuffy air in the shower.
His fingers weren’t enough. I needed more.
Reaching between my thighs, I removed his fingers and lined his cock up to my cunt. Zach pressed slowly into me, his tight hold digging into my fleshy hips.
I couldn’t help but moan out, “So good.”
My back arched as he began to thrust. He wrapped my hair around his hand and tugged, peeling my cheek from the wall and sending tingles through my scalp. “So fucking pretty.”
My gaze fell to where his abs flexed with each thrust, his muscles contracting as he settled deep inside me. He was careful to ease in with his piercing, something I appreciated after my little celibacy experiment. Our hips met seamlessly as we rocked into each other. We had never been so in sync, so attuned with one another.
He pulled my face to his, stealing what little breath I had with a rough kiss. I felt like I would come at any moment, but I tried to hold out. I wanted to enjoy everything Zach could give.
The water beat down on my lower back, relaxing the tense muscles there. I was caught on the very edge of tension and release. My orgasm just out of reach, I rubbed my clit, chasing that elusive ending.
Zach’s grip on my hip tightened, and I knew he was leaving little mementos for me to enjoy later. Despite his punishing hold, his hips never picked up speed but instead slammed into me harder each time. My legs shook with each thrust, my muscles turning to jelly as his seemed to only become more taut.
When he shoved my head down, it was hard to believe the same man that had so gently washed my hair had me bent over and was fucking the ability to stand right out of me. My hands slipped down the wet tiles of the shower as I struggled to catch my breath. Every thrust punched the air right out of my lungs. It was overwhelming, but I never wanted it to end.
Zach’s large hand came down in a sharp smack to my ass, and my pussy clenched around him tightly. He growled in approval as he pulled my head up to meet his mouth in a passionate kiss. His fingers left my hip and rubbed my clit at the same slow, deliberate pace as his thrusts. Pressing my hand over his, I urged him to rub harder, faster.
Zach’s teeth grazed the shell of my ear as his heavy breath sped up. “That’s it. Take what you need, Celeste. Come on my cock.”
I pushed back harder, wanting him even deeper. Pain be damned. With one intense thrust, I came undone. Spots filled my vision, and I was in very real danger of fainting in the steamy shower. My legs buckled under me, and Zach caught my hips before I crumbled to the floor. Leaning forward, I braced myself against the wall again. He had one hand holding the back of my neck, the other firmly back on my hip as he pumped into me until he came with a loud groan. He rested his forehead on my back, his hair tickling me as he kissed up my spine.
“Yeah, I missed that.”
I let out a small laugh. “That really didn’t suck.”
He eased out of me, and I winced at the sting. Shower sex may be hot, but damn if it didn’t leave its mark. I would be feeling that the next day.
“Shit, we didn’t use a condom. You’re still on the pill, right?” Zach frowned at his dick likeithad been the reckless one.
“Yeah. Are you getting tested regularly?” I turned in the stream to rinse my back.
Zach tilted his head with a faint smile. “There hasn’t been anyone but you for a year.”
“Oh.”
I don’t know how that makes me feel.
I abandoned my hygiene and got out of the shower to dry off. Putting the toilet lid down, I sat. Listening to the water run and Zach’s tuneless humming, reality set in. We were doing it. We were going to be together. I kept waiting for a panic attack or the inner voice bitch fest to start, but they never came.
This felt right. Zach had only ever been there for me, and now there were no more secrets or roadblocks. It didn’t hurt that he was hot as hell, and his dick game was on point. A smile tugged at my lips. That sweet man was mine—no complications, no insecurities, no lies. The water shut off, and the curtain slid open.
