Chapter 16—Sebastian

“Let’s take a shower,” I said. I could feel her legs moving between mine. 

“Why?” 

I smiled, because I had a feeling that she was worried about smelling in between the sheets. That wasn’t the reason for my asking.

“We had quite a heavy session last night. I just want to be clean.”

“It’s morning already?”

I laughed, “It’s afternoon,” as I showed her my watch.

“But I need to go. I can’t stay here another night.”

I kissed her delicately on the cheek and said, “Yes, you can.”

“The next thing you know, there’ll be reporters downstairs and then it’ll get out. They’ll be a scandal, then I’ll lose my job and…”

“Calm down. Reporters don’t follow me everywhere I go. Besides, I thought we could freshen up and get something to eat. There’s nothing wrong with that.” She sighed, thinking about it for a split-second. 

“Besides, I wasn’t sure whose stomach was making all the noise? If it was yours or mine?” 

She laughed as she rubbed her stomach, making it clear that she was hungry. But seeing her naked in the afternoon light with the curtains slightly joined made me hungry once more. And not for food, but for more sex. 

She sighed, “Okay.”

I took her hand and walked her over to the bathroom. I couldn’t get my eyes of her as I tried to focus on just turning the damn shower on. 

I had lust right down from my head to my toes as I looked over her body. 

Once we were inside and I shut the door. I set the water running and adjusted the temperature, before I stepped in.

I had a second thought as we were both in the bathroom. To shower in the dark. I opened the door and turned off the lights. 

“Why?” she asked as I opened the door and stepped back inside the shower. 

“Are you scared?” 

“No,” but I could tell that she didn’t feel easy being in the dark. I could have gone back outside and switched on the light, but knowing that she felt helpless made me want to keep her in the dark. 

My hard form was pressing against her. I could see that once we touched she didn’t care about the light anymore. I took away her sight to intensify the magnitude of our touch. Only the water was beating against our skins. 

I could hear her panting every time I stroked her body gently.

My kiss was fiercer and hungrier as my hands seized her shoulders whilst my tongue plundered in her mouth. I pressed her up against the wall. I knew that the coldness of the tiles would be alleviated by the warmth of the water. 

I felt so relaxed in the dark, but her heart was racing. I could feel it pumping hard as I traced my hand across her chest. I wanted to position her, make sure that she was ready for what I was about to do. 

“I bet you’ve never taken a shower like this before.”

She seemed lost as I broke away from her, waiting for her response. 

“In the dark? No,” she panted, but I didn’t just mean the darkness. I wanted to be the first to please her in ways that she had never been pleased. I was sure that she had spent too much time studying and being a doctor and not enough time having fun. Sophia had told me that was the case when they were back at college and I wondered if she had changed. If she had become a party girl once she qualified or if she had stayed the same. 

I squeezed lotion into my hand and then I used the sponge to stroke her collar bone. 

I took my time, working my way gradually down one arm and then the other. I scrubbed her with tiny circular motions. 

I then turned my attention to the best part: her perfectly filled breasts. 

She made a little noise of encouragement as I traced the sponge across them. 

I squeezed more soap into my hands and massaged her breasts. I slid my fingers against her slick skin and then I picked up the sponge again and worked her stomach, back, and legs whilst lathering her with a thick layer of suds. 

That was when I reached for the shower head. 

I smirked. “The shower head is a girl’s best friend.”

“Really?”

She said and her voice sounded as if it was anticipating my next move. I danced the jet across her skin, alternating the pressure and angle against her body. 

She bounced as if she was in ecstasy as she purred every time I focused on a different part of her body. 

I worked so damn slowly down her torso, making sure that I washed every last part of her as if my life depended on it. 

She had started to close her legs. 

I moved my hands in between the small gap and ordered her to open wider. 

She didn’t even protest, she gasped as I focused in between her legs. 

I started to focus on her clit, leaning in closer whilst bracing her ass with one hand and drawing her nipple into my mouth. I was swirling and sucking on it ever so softly. 

I thought that her knees were about to buckle, so I held her firmly, bringing the nozzle closer still. 

She surprised me when she said, “Now it’s my turn.” Then she fumbled along my arm until she found the shower head. 

“If you wish.”

She took her time soaping and rinsing every inch of me. It seemed as if she was getting used to the blindness. I loved the way my body felt in the water, soft and slick all at once. Her hands were her only guide as she roamed across my skin, running them gently over the firm rises of my triceps and the slabs of my chest. 

My cock would graze against her, but she didn’t let it faze her as she drew sharp breaths and noises from me. 

Then she dropped the soap and her face was so close against my chest. “There’s something else we could do right now.”

I knew what she meant, but I loved the fact that the tables had turned and now she was the one teasing me. 

She wrapped her hands over the globes of my ass. She drew my nipple into her mouth. I rocked against her, pushing my shaft against her stomach. 

She kissed a trail against my stomach and then she dropped to her knees as she seized my length in her hands. 

I let out a long groan as she took it into her mouth, pumping the base and sliding her lips up and down it slowly. 

She was trying to drag her tongue along my trembling underneath. She was taking it in her stride as she gradually eased deeper down my throat. 

“You’ve got magic lips.”

I placed my fingers behind her head, tightening around her hair, guiding her and quickening the pace and she gave me complete control. 

She aimed the jet of water at my balls and resumed sucking me. The effect was instantaneous as I sunk back against the wall. She continued to stroke me with one hand. 

“Shit, that’s fantastic don’t stop!”

She locked her lips just below my crown and stroked so quickly whilst keeping the shower head focused strong and close. 

My body stiffened and I let out a single roar then I spurted my orgasm down her throat. 

“Fuck!” I shouted, thinking that it was a huge load. 

She giggled and I reached out to take her arms, pulling her to her feet. 

“I’m going to take you. Brace yourself against the wall.”

She did as I commanded and laid her hands against the tiles. 

I pushed inside of her and let out a long breath, wondering if I could become erect so quickly, but it didn’t take long. It was as if I never came. I had never been able to do it so quickly before, but I was so fucking aroused it was unbelievable. I had even surprised myself. 

Each thrust of my hips was long and hard. Her body shook with the impact. The air around us was heavy with steam as we both drew it into our lungs. 

I wrapped one hand around her hip, seized her hair with the other, tugging her head backward. 

The sounds emanating from my throat were low, almost bestial. 

My hardness was filling her, stretching and claiming her as her moans sunk lower. 

Until she started to tremble and gasp for air. 

I kept slamming myself into her, forcing her whole body against the wall. 

“Shit!” I cried when my hips slowed down. 

I pulled out of her and spun her around as I trapped her with a kiss. 

My hands were on her ass as I gave her a little squeeze. 

I laughed, “I wasn’t that hungry for food, but now I’m starving.”

“I thought you would be satisfied.”

She had no idea of the effect that she had on me. But, she was about to find out as soon as I called room service, that I wanted more. 

So much more…