Page 10 of Perfect Strangers

He listens to my advice and slowly opens his eyes. With one arm covering my bare chest, I reach the other hand out to him as I grab the towel from him. “Thank you.”

Our fingers touch ever so slightly as I take the towel in my hands. My breath hitches as chills soar all over my body. It shudders, not from the cold, but from the electrifying heat that signals between us. Glancing up at him, I know he feels it too.

His deep voice whispers across the small space between us. “You keep catching me off guard.”

His statement sends a confused look to spread across my face. And as I glance up at him, his smile grows wide. In an instant, he pulls my body against his and wraps his arms around me. I drop the towel on the floor, leaving my exposed breasts to press against his body.

His dark eyes stare deep into mine as he whispers to me. “You’re driving me crazy, do you know that? I can’t hear myself think when you’re around. It’s been this way all night.”

I stammer against him. “But…we hardly know each other.”

He growls deep. “Are you so sure about that?”

My breathing surges and my heart pounds in my chest. His eyes blacken with desire as our faces are mere inches away from one another. My eyes travel to his lips, longing to feel them on mine. I fit into his arms perfectly.

His lips curve as he keeps hold of me. “I know you’re leaving in a few hours, but I’m not ready to say good-bye. Not. Just. Yet.”

At that moment, his lips crash onto mine as our bodies tangle with one another, in the limited space of the bathroom. The steamy shower heats up as our lips dance with one another, unwavering a new memory that’s dying to be unleashed. His hands travel all over my body; up and down my smooth back as his mouth pushes further.

I taste his lips with a ferocious passion, eager to try more and more of what he has to offer. He steps back to lift up his shirt and my hands race toward his pants, unbuttoning as he pulls his shirt off. His lips kiss mine just as he kicks off his jeans. The bulge from his boxer briefs meets my stomach as Major presses his body into mine.

My back is pressed along the shower curtain and I almost fall in, just as he catches me. We both laugh at our clumsiness, enjoying each other’s company. He helps me stand up straight so I can slip off my panties, and step into the hot shower.

He follows me in and immediately presses his lips on mine. Our bodies mold into one another as the heated water cascades down our bodies. I can’t believe this is happening right now.

Major’s voice chimes into my ear. “God, you’re still so beautiful.”

His hands run up and down my body. “You’re exactly what I need at this moment.”

I whisper back to him. “I need you too, Major.”

He pauses to stare deep into my eyes, whispering my name as he inches closer. “Dylan.”

I pull his lips toward mine as heat ignites between us. His fingers brush all over my wet skin and I dig my nails into his back. His fingers trail south, teasing my inner thighs, rubbing my sweet spot. A spark of lust erupts inside me as Major continues to twirl his fingers and rub my spot. I lift a leg and he holds it with one arm, pressing me against the wall.

He inserts a finger inside of me and I let out a gasp, full of pleasure as Major sends me on a blissful rollercoaster ride.

“Oh god, that feels good.”

His deep voice echoes inches away from my face as he continues to work his fingers. “I’m gonna make you cum.”

Intense heat builds inside of me as my body is sent to the edge. “Shit…”

He pushes his fingers further inside of me, while his thumb rubs my clit. “Let go baby.”

And following his request, I erupt around him, crying out with intense pleasure as he thrusts his fingers inside of me. His lips press against mine as I calm down from my high, removing his fingers.

I stare at him with such immense emotion, I can’t contain myself. I laugh with such happiness and glee; I need him to know how good he makes me feel. He senses my pleasure and smiles as I giggle against him.

We share our moment for a while longer until the shower begins to turn cold. Major winces as the cold water hits him. “Yeah, time to get out.”

Major shuts off the water and hands me the towel that I dropped earlier. I quickly dab myself dry and hand it to him so he can dry off. He kisses my lips just as he steps out of the shower, wrapping the towel around his waist.

“I’m going to get you some dry clothes.”

I stop him just before he leaves. “I don’t need any.” I step out of the shower, hair still dripping wet, completely naked just for him. Without a second glance, he scoops me up in his arms, and races toward the bedroom.

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