His grin said it all.
I’d go to my grave wondering how we made it upstairs, out of our clothes, and into my shower. I was lucky I could walk, nevermind navigate stairs, but somehow, we got here without one of us falling or something.
And now, every fantasy I ever had blinked out of existence because nothing—fuckingnothing—stacked up to holding Cam’s sculpted, naked body against mine. Hot water rushed over both of us, and we managed to soap up and rinse off, but we were mostly focused on kissing and touching. My cock was rock hard between us, and every time Cam moved, the friction almost drove me out of my damn mind.
“I don’t even know where to start,” he breathed. “I just… God, I want you.”
Goose bumps sprang up all over my skin beneath the rushing water. “Me too. And this is—I mean, this is a pretty good start, right?”
“Yeah, but…” Cam licked his lips. “I just want to do everything, you know?” He slid his hand between us, down over my dick, and my moan almost drowned out his whisper of, “I’ve been fantasizing about you so much since I got here.”
I rocked my hips, fucking against his palm because I was desperate for friction. “Me… Me too. And I swear, I’ve got stamina, but I’m probably going to come way, way too soon.”
The wicked grin that curled his lips almost made that prophecy come true right then and there. “Can you come more than once?”
I gulped. “I mean, after I’ve recharged a bit, yeah.”
“Good.” He nudged me back a step, and I hissed when my shoulder blades hit the cool wall.
And in my split second of distraction, Cam went to his knees.
Suddenly the wall was the only thing keeping me upright as his talented lips and tongue enveloped my dick.
“Holy shit,” I ground out, staring own at him. I wanted to enjoy the view—drink in the sight of his naked body and wet hairand his lips around me cock, but I’d been teetering on the edge before his knees had touched the floor. “Oh my God. Cam, I’m…”
I couldn’t help rocking my hips a little, and that moan—that thrum of his voice around the head of my dick—took me there in an instant. I managed to brace against the wall and shout “I’m coming!” a heartbeat before he definitelyknewI was coming, and he kept pumping me as I unloaded in his tongue.
My knees almost shook out from under me. I had no idea what kind of nonsense tumbled out of my mouth as I came in Cam’s, but holy shit, I was surprised I didn’t pass out or something.
And at least the heat of the shower probably masked some of my blush. I hadnevergone off that fast. Not even our first time together, and that was saying something.
Slumping against the wall, I tried to catch my breath and not die of embarrassment, especially as Cam rose.
“That was hot as hell,” he purred.
“What?” I laughed nervously. “Me going off in two seconds flat?”
“Turning you on so much that you came that fast,” he said as he draped his arms around my neck. “Ilovedoing that to you.”
Then he had my mouth, the taste of my own cum on his tongue making my head spin even faster.
Christ. I’d come, but I was still so turned on I couldn’t see straight.
I slid my hands down over his perfect ass and murmured, “I promise, I’ll last longer the second time around.”
“I figured.” He grinned against my lips. “And I doubt this will be the last time I blow you, so…”
“Oh my God,” I whispered, shivering between him and the wall. “Please tell me I’m not imagining this.”
“Not unless we’re sharing a hallucination.”
“That would be a feat.” I put my hands on his waist and turned him, nudging him against the wall. “But it wouldn’t be a fair if only I got off, right?”
Cam bit his lip, arching off the wall. “Yeah? What do you have in mind?”
“Standing up is kind of awkward for oral,” I said, sliding my hand down to his hip. “And it’s a good way to break our necks if we try to fuck.”
The laugh that burst out of him made me almost as dizzy as my orgasm had. Holy hell, this man was gorgeous. “Yeah, shower sex is… hazardous.”
