Page 22 of Crash Over Us
“We’re moving this to the shower,” I growled against her ear. “I need a shower, but I need you more.”
She nodded. “I’m going where you’re going,” she sighed.
I carried her into the next room and reached through the glass door to turn the shower nozzle to the hot side. I sat her on the counter.
“Don’t go anywhere,” I instructed.
She smiled. “I promise.”
Margot pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it by the cabinets. I lowered my mouth to the outline of her bra and kissed against the fabric. I kissed her nipple through the cotton, leaving a wet circle where he tit hardened and perked.
She hissed when I peeled the bra down and took her full tit between my teeth. Her head rocked back. My tongue flicked back and forth teasing her. I stepped back to unbuckle my belt. I let my pants hit the floor.
The water was heating up. It always took too long in the barracks. But the steam had started to coat the mirror over Margot’s shoulder.
We finished undressing and I lifted her with me into the shower. Our bodies instantly collided. All I could think about was being inside her. She lifted her leg to my hip.
“I just want you to fuck me,” she whispered.
“Oh, is that all?” My mouth coasted over her shoulder, tasting the water on her skin. I drew a line with my tongue along her throat.
My cock throbbed. It fucking pulsed and ached for her. I lowered her leg to the shower floor. She whimpered. “What are you doing?”
I sank to my knees, pressing my face between her legs. “I want you.”
Her fingers threaded through my hair. “Oh shit.” Her thighs widened, allowing me explore her clit with my tongue and my fingers.
“That’s it,” I coaxed. Her hips began to dance over my lips.
My tongue touched the tip of her entrance. It darted back and forth, enough to drive her fucking insane. She gripped my head. “Caleb,” she begged.
My tongue thrust upward as I gripped her hips, sliding her against my mouth. Her hands flattened against the side of the shower wall. It was already an intimate space with almost nowhere to move.
I lapped at her juices and reveled in how she squeezed my tongue with vicious grips. My fingers worked her clit with tiny jolts of pressure at first until I knew she was about to come. I twisted my tongue with a final lashing and she lowered herself fully onto me. That’s it. She was fucking amazing. Giving herself over to me. To worship and to taste.
I gulped and kissed her while she rode my tongue without inhibitions. She took what I gave her. The pleasure eased from her lips when she whispered my name over and over.
I kissed her clit, then slid out from between her legs.
“Now, I’ll fuck you,” I growled, knowing I had made an unspoken promise when I walked through the door that tonight we would heal each other like this.
I hoisted her to my hips and backed her against the shower wall. My cock nudged at her entrance, still vibrating from her first orgasm. My kiss was consuming. Obliterating. I slammed into her like a man reborn. A man who had been given another chance to live. I drove deep with slow precision. It was the kind of sex I knew happened once in a lifetime.
Her nails dug into my back. “Don’t stop.” She pleaded. “I need you.”
“I know,” I groaned, as desperate as she was to feel alive. To feel gratitude that we still had each other. That I was going to spend the rest of the night buried inside her.
I pulled out and slowly pushed inside again. Margot squeezed the sides of my waist with her thighs as a long sigh fell from her lips.
“Feel good?” I taunted. I hilted myself deeper and deeper still.
She nodded. Her tits rubbed against my chest. The shower pelted us with water that was becoming less than hot. We were going to have to move. Neither of us wanted to be cold tonight. But she needed one more orgasm before I turned off the water and took her to bed. At least one.
TWELVE
Margot
Caleb pinned my body against the shower wall. His athletic frame held me with ease. I traced the lines of his biceps. Our eyes met just as his cock slid from me and he thrust inside me again. I saw stars and exquisite diamonds. Every sensation swirled through my body. His fingers hovered just over my clit.
