Page 97 of Touch Me

I look at her face, eyes squeezed shut, mouth half open.

“Cassie.” She opens her eyes. “Distract me.”

She reaches to pull my boxers down.

“No. Not that.”

Instead she leans back and find her tits, squeezing and tugging on her nipples.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I say as she slides a hand down and spreads herself open for me. “You like that? My fingers in your pussy?”

“Jace.” She closes her eyes.

“Answer me,” I growl, and her eyes snap open. “You like that?”

“Yes. Don’t stop.”

I add a third finger and her insides pulse. Cassie arches her back and holds her breath as I keep the same rhythm, and she rocks her hips. My legs shake, and my head is swimming, but there is no way I’m stopping now. Not if she keeps looking at me with pure lust on her face. She puts her hands behind her and arches again as she grinds faster.

“Fuck, Jace. I’m coming.”

And she does. A beautiful explosion of quivering and pulsing I can feel from the inside. I slow my hand and let her come back to herself. She sags against the mirror and levels her heat-filled gaze at me. I step back, drop my boxers, and pull off my shirt. She eyes me up and down, and I reach a hand out to help her off the counter. She hesitates and studies my face.

“I’m fine. Let’s go.”

Cassie takes my hand and lowers herself to the ground. I lead her into the steamy shower and under the heated spray. She tips her head and smooths her hair back. I can’t take my eyes off the water droplets as they fall from her face to her chest and down her body. She turns us and changes position with me now under the water, her eyes never leaving my face.

I instantly relax under the water, welcoming its calming embrace as I close my eyes and run my hands from Cassie’s shoulders down her arms and back up. Gathering her hair at the nape of her neck, I tug her head back and pull her into a kiss. I concentrate on the water hitting my back, feeling the drops race down my body, hearing the ping of every drop splashing to the tile floor. I reach for her arms at her sides and pull them up to rest around my neck, never breaking our kiss.

Grabbing two handfuls of her luscious ass, I grind myself on her slick, heated body. Our kisses become frenzied, tongues and teeth clashing. I growl into her mouth, my body at war with itself. I need distance,now. I grab her throat and push her back away from me, against the tiled wall. Her eyes are ablaze and her chest heaving.

“What do you want?” she asks without moving from under my hold.

I don’t answer, can’t answer. My breath is coming out labored, my body shaking with... need? Frustration? I don’t know what. She drops to her knees, her eyes never leaving mine. I nod, the only response I’m able to give.

“Close your eyes. Feel the water. The heat.”

I do as she says, feeling my skin warm beneath the cascade. Her mouth engulfs my cock. Softly at first, a kiss. Then she takes me to the back of her throat, sucking as she retreats. With no reprieve, she takes me in again and again, until all I feel is her. Head still tipped back, I fist my hand in her hair and she moans. The vibrations course through me. I thrust my hips into her and look down. My cock is buried in her mouth, water droplets dotting her face.

Pulling her head back by her hair, I thrust into her mouth, my legs shaking and my insides are humming. I repeat the motion and revel in the sucking sounds as I pull back and shove my cock back in.

“Fuck, Cassie. You look so hot with my cock down your throat.”

She strokes her pussy while I fuck her mouth. My balls tighten and my spine starts to tingle.

I pull her up and off me, grabbing her hair and pushing her against the tile. Knowing I can’t take much more skin on skin contact, I turn her around to face the wall. She immediately spreads her legs and arches her back, pushing her ass out. I wipe the hair off her neck and kiss the nape. She writhes against the wall, and I put my hand around her throat and bite where her shoulder meets her neck. A hiss passes her lips, and her ass brushes my cock.

“Is this what you want? You want my cock?”

“Yes. Now,” she whispers.

I line myself up to her entrance and slowly push in—I feel her everywhere, surrounded by her tight heat. My head tells me to pull back, my body tells me to push further. Cassie puts her hand on the tile, pushing back into me, and my hand lands square in the middle of her back, holding her in place.

“Don’t fucking move,” I grit through my teeth.

I take my hand off her, reach above her head and grab the towel rod. She braces herself on the wall but doesn’t move again. I thrust in again and again. My brain says to run, my body says don’t fucking stop. I’m fighting to put both in the back of my mind. I set a punishing pace, hard and fast, at war with my own body. My movements are jerky,violent. Nothing touching her but my cock.

“Jace, Jace.” Cassie’s words bring me back, and I watch her body take each punishing blow, her hips accepting my thrusts.

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