Lea’s moans grow more desperate with each flick of my tongue against her nipple and the front of my shorts starts to feel tight. I don’t want to, but I break free from her just long enough to pull the wet shorts off me, letting my aching cock break free. She does the same, grabbing the top of her bikini bottoms, then lifting her hips before dragging them down her thighs and over her knees. Both of our swim suits fall into a pile on the floor, but my eyes are drawn to Lea’s pretty pink pussy as she breaks apart her knees and spreads her legs open for me.
I drag my gaze up, taking in her naked, panting body and the look of pure contentment that’s written across her face makes my heart hammer in my chest. Her red hair messily presses up against the mirror, and her cheeks are still rosy from the cold outside.
She’s so pretty. And all fucking mine.
I don’t think before dropping to my knees in front of her and spreading her legs further apart. She’s one step ahead of me, though, dragging her hand down her torso until she reaches her core. Her stomach flexes as she slides two fingers between her legs and coats them with her arousal. I sit back on my heels and watch in awe as she dips her fingers inside her pussy. Watching her entire body relax as she pulls them out, then slides them back in again.
Lea couldn’t even wait for me to take care of her because she’s so eager to get off, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
There’s something about the way she steadily works her fingers in and out of her pussy that has me mesmerized. The noises she makes grow more desperate as her arousal grows. All I can think about is how good she’s going to sound when she screams while coming on my cock.
I could watch her do this for hours, but my mouth is already watering and I need to taste her. All I’ve been able to think about since the first night together in her car is how badly I want to eat her pussy again. To hear her moans swirl in the air around us as I bring her closer to the edge. I have a big SUV, but it was still a tight fit for someone as tall as I am, which made it difficult to spend as much time going down on her as I wanted to.
When she moves her hand away, trailing upward until she’s using her own wetness to tease her nipples, I make my move. Lea gasps as I dip my tongue between her slick folds. A groan rumbles in my chest. She tastes even better than I remember.
Fuck.
I take my time with her. Lapping circles around her clit. Dragging my tongue from top to bottom in long strokes. Hiding the smile that breaks across my face each time she wiggles her hips to get a better angle.
I pull back quickly to spit in my hand, desperate for some lube so I can work my fist around my aching cock. One pump, and my eyes roll back in my head. Curling my fist tighter, I work my hand over my length as I suck Lea’s clit between my lips. Her breaths grow shallow, and the tiny whimpers she was letting out transform into full moans as she grows closer to her peak.
“So needy, aren’t you?”
“The shower. Please.” She sucks in a breath between words. “I want to feel you inside me.”
In one motion, I’m standing with Lea’s legs wrapped tight around my waist while her fingertips slide into my hair. Her lips find mine and I open for her without hesitation. This time, the heat between us isn’t rushed or frantic. There’s no fear of getting caught. It shows in the way she glides her tongue against mine. Her kiss is gentle and passionate. Like we could stay here all night doing this.
“Fortune, please,” she breathes.
I smile against her mouth.
This fortress of a woman… a pillar of professionalism… is moaning my name. Desperate for me.
I’ll be damned if it’s not the best thing in the world knowing she wants me. Knowing that the two of us no longer have to hide behind screens, wondering if the other person will feel the same way. I laugh against her lips as I fling open the shower door and twist the knob to the hottest setting. I can’t believe it never occurred to me that Lea could’ve realized that I was the person she’d been talking to all that time.
I thought I’d done a good enough job coming up with a backstory to hide the fact that I was a player when we initially met. The possibility of her and I becoming friends, talking every day for years, didn’t occur to me then. Now that I know Lea, it’s so obvious that she would’ve done her research on the source she was getting information from.
I shake my head, trying to push down the rumble of laughter building in my chest.
God, I’m such an idiot.
The signs were right there in front of me.
Of course, she knew it was me.
“What’s so funny?”
“It’s starting to hit me how easy it was for you to figure out my identity.” Lea joins in on my laughter, nuzzling her head into the crease of my neck. “I thought I did such a good job playing it off.” I suck in a steadying breath. “I was so certain you had no idea.”
“I would say you should’ve known, but then again, I didn’t know you knew either.”
She trails kisses up and down the side of my neck and my body lights up. “In your defense, it would’ve been a lot harder to figure out had your dad not blown your cover for you. You started slipping up more over the last six months or so, though, so I probably would’ve figured it out, anyway.”
“I have not!”
I turn her head to mine and press my lips against hers. “Keep telling yourself that, babe,” I tease, which earns me a playful eye roll in response. Right as I’m about to take a step into the shower, it hits me. “I didn’t bring any condoms with me.”
I’ve been out of practice for so long, and casual hookups have never really been my go-to. It’s never occurred to me I should start bringing them everywhere now. Lea said she’s on birth control, but I never want to assume that she’s comfortable without one every time.
