As we both came down, I completely collapsed on top of him in a boneless, blissful heap. Jace whispered words like,so good, so beautiful,as his fingers traced soft circles on my back. My forehead rested on his shoulder, and I tenderly nuzzled it with my nose, loving the feel of his skin, so firm yet so soft at the same time. I’d never felt so fully worshipped, so fully sated. It was like I was in my own little haven of happiness.
“Polly?” Jace’s voice rumbled next to my ear.
“Mmhmm?” I was still floating on a cloud; my ears hadn’t yet stopped ringing.
“Do you have things to do today?”
I slowly pulled back. His red curls wild, lips swollen, eyes adoring.
What did he ask me? Oh, did I have things to do today? Of course I did. I was a single mother. I had a never-ending to-do list a thousand tasks long.
He rolled his eyes. “That was a dumb question. It’s just you’re naked and finally in my arms. I selfishly want to keep you here as long as I can.”
I tapped my lips with my finger. He had a point. I had a naked Jace Vargas beneath me and six hours before I had to pick up my kids. “I might be persuaded to put off my to-do list until tomorrow.”
Jace barked a laugh, and I tipped forward. Our kiss was breathless and fun as we laughed against each other’s mouths. Jace leaned his forehead against mine, a gesture that I already was thinking about as ours.
“How about a shower?”
CHAPTERTHIRTY-SIX
JACE
I always thought you looked like mine, but you sure do fucking feel like you’re mine, too.
Mariana Zapata,Wait for It
The steam from the shower was hot, but Polly’s tongue on my cock as she blew my ever-loving mind in the shower was the hottest experience of my life.
She ran her tongue up the underside of my dick, fisting the rest in her sexy as fuck grip, then sucked the tip, making me curse again.
I’d been cursing a lot.
I had to brace myself with one hand on the shower wall as I held onto the shower door handle. This was going to be over far sooner than I wanted it to be.
Her wet lashes clung together, making her green eyes pop as she looked up at me. Her look was teasing, as she gripped me, killing me inch by damn inch, as she slowly stroked me up and down.
“Does it feel good when I squeeze your cock like this?” she purred, squeezing me with perfect firmness.
I groaned. Because, yes, it felt really fucking good.
“Is this how you like it?” It was a simple enough question. But her voice was sultry, like smoke and desire and everything I learned to fear in church.
I cursed. Because, yes, I really fucking liked it.
We’d made out in Polly’s bathroom as we waited for the shower to warm up. Her sitting on the counter as I explored the feel of her soft curves under my hands, her heels digging into my ass. Sex with Polly was on a whole different level. I can’t lie and say the lessons I learned from those romance books didn’t help me, because I used every trick in my arsenal.
We laughed as I slipped stepping into the shower. We held on to each other as we took turns washing one another, taking our time, paying attention to every new sensitive spot we discovered. When I got to my knees to pay special attention to that bundle of nerves between her legs, she came on my tongue, again.
After that, I stood as she, eyes playful, slowly sunk to her knees and gripped my cock, asking “Is this what you want?” I’d only blinked, not sure she was real. Because fuck if her dirty talk didn’t turn me on. The fact that she evendiddirty talk was mind-blowing enough. She then went about tormenting me in the best possible way, alternating between little sucks and licks, steady strokes, and dirty words.
I loved that she took charge. And she seemed to like it just as much.
“Do you want my tongue again?”
I nodded yes to her question—so eagerly I was surprised my teeth didn’t rattle. And then, a memory flickered in my mind, of a shower scene kind of like this. Could she be acting out a scene from a book? Was I really this lucky?
She sucked me further into her warm, wet mouth as she held on to my hips. Her vibrant green eyes flashed, looking up at me as she took all of me, not stopping until her nose made contact with the skin at the base of my dick. She shocked me as her clever little hand slid from my hip to where she gently, perfectly, held the Vargas jewels. An intense surge of pressure shot to the base of my spine; my groan was so loud, the shower’s glass doors shook.
