Any man that could let go and be free with his emotions was a man that had a fucking heart, and that was exactly the kind of man I wanted.
After a long silence, Shade lifted his head from my shoulder.
When he looked at me, there wasn’t an ounce of shame in his eyes—just a quiet smile that said more than words could.
He slid his hand across my cheek, brushing my wet hair out of the way like he needed to see me clearly.
I could tell he wanted to say something, but instead he kissed me. It was long, sensual, and soft.
It felt good. It felt like love.
His hands slid through my hair, our lips falling further and further in sync with each other. I could feel him against me, and my insides started to flutter with want...need.
My mind kept thinking about what we’d agreed to. But in this moment, none of that mattered. If he asked me to be his right now, I would, and not just because his dick was involved. But because he had allowed his emotions to run free in front of me. He trusted me, and that made me feel like he wouldn’t hurt me.
I lowered my hand between us and wrapped my hand around his dick, then stroked it slowly.
His mouth broke away from mine as he let out a deep moan. I looked up at him with my bottom lip tucked between my teeth, watching as his head fell back in pleasure.
I could watch him all fucking night, stroking him until my hands went numb.
Keeping my gaze on him, I lowered into a squatting position, not stopping until my face was in front of his swollen vessel.
Still, he remained in place, enjoying my strokes.
I eased him back, so I wasn’t directly under the water.
When he felt the warmth of my mouth around him, his gaze lowered to mine. Shock traveled over him, and a grin spread across my face. Then, I closed my eyes and sucked on him like my life depended on it. The mix of water and his thickness heightened my senses.
Pure fucking bliss…that’s what he tasted like, and it was a recipe that I was desperate to try over and over again.
“Fuck!” he growled, his hand slamming against the glass to keep his balance. “Your mouth is too fucking good, baby.”
I smiled inwardly.
I knew how much Shade needed this. I’d watched him walk around on edge for days. Now, I just wanted him to relax. I wanted to suck him dry and leave him with no other choice but to fall into a deep sleep until he was fully recharged. Then, I wanted to do it all over again.
“Oh shit, I’m about to cum.”
I moved my mouth faster, desperate to have all of him release inside of me.
But he forced himself back and lifted me from the floor.
“Shade—”
“Nah,” he said as he held me against him and reached to turn off the shower. “I already know where this is going, and I’ll be damn if you get the last laugh.”
I giggled. “The last laugh? I didn’t consider this to be a joking matter.”
“Yeah, well, me being the only one to get off is definitely a joke.” As soon as we made it into the bedroom, he dropped me on the bed and hovered over me. “Turn that ass around.”
I rolled my eyes playfully, then did as I was told.
As soon as I was over and on all fours, he slapped my thick cheeks, then he yanked me towards the edge of the bed.
The rush that surged through me was almost too much to bear.
But it wasn’t his dick that claimed me first.
