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I hope you enjoy this excerpt from my story with Blushing Books:)
Ross turned on the water and waited until the bathroom filled with steam before he went back into the bedroom. Mia was sprawled on the bed in a very wanton fashion. His gaze zeroed in on the thatch of curls between her legs. The pink skin glistened with her cream and he licked his lips. He’d love to glide his tongue through her moist folds, but they had both worked up a sweat.
“Aw, baby, I know I promised to wash your back, but if you don’t get up by the time I
count to three, I’m going to attach my mouth to that delectable pussy of yours and stay there
until the morning.”
He smacked her ass as she stomped by him.
“There’s more where that came from if you don’t hop into that shower, pronto.” He dove
for her and she squealed.
Ross kept his gaze on Mia as he took off his clothes one piece at a time. He stepped into
the tub and pressed his body against her softness. He took hold of her shoulders and gently
pushed her toward the pulsing spray. Standing directly behind her, he grabbed the soap and
worked up a lather. He massaged her shoulders, along the nape of her neck and down her back.
He slipped his hands to her waist, glided over her belly and inched upward to cup her breasts.
Her swift intake of breath spurred him on and he strummed each nipple with his thumb
and forefinger. He pinched and pulled at her nipples until they stood at attention before
continuing downward to her belly. He spun her around so that she was facing him and dropped to
his good knee. “Place your hands on my shoulders, Mia.”
“Oh, Ross your knee.”
He slapped her ass hard and she yelped. He was pleased she cared so much, but the fact
that his face was level with her pussy made his throat convulse. Her pink lips were plump and
her clit poked out beneath its hood, begging for his mouth. He finally managed to croak. “My
knee is fine. Just sore is all.” The rest of his body was strung as tight as bowstring.
He swallowed hard and switched his attention to her delicate ankles and feet. Fuck, even
her toes were sexy. He bent his head and soaped each toe and she giggled. “I forgot you were
ticklish.” Shit. He should have kept his head down instead of looking up and grinning at her like
an idiot. The water ran in rivulets down the front of her body, pooled in her navel and nestled in
her pussy fur. He blew softly at those curls and her fingernails dug into his shoulders.
“Oh God, Ross, please…” she whimpered.
“Please, what? Tell me what you want, Mia,” he commanded hoarsely, drunk on her
woman’s scent. “We promised to tell each other exactly what’s on our minds, and that goes for
sex too. If you want me to do something to your body, you must tell me. I can’t read your mind.”
She was breathtaking. Full breasts swung inches from his mouth begging to be suckled. Her long
hair tangled about her face and her mouth fell open. She’d better say something soon or he’d
forget all about his rules and take her right here in the shower.
“Please fuck me.”
Ross stood up and grasped her waist. He moved her away from the spray of water and
whispered in her ear. “Hands on the wall, spread your legs.” He dropped to both knees being
careful not to put his full weight on his bad one and spread her ass cheeks with his hands. He
buried his face in her softness and tongued her from behind, licking, sucking, reeling from her
scent. He swiped his tongue along the crack of her ass and then delved into her pussy. He ate at
her, inhaling her woman’s fragrance. He couldn’t wait any longer. “Keep your hands on the wall
and your legs spread. If you move, I’ll spank you.” Ross retrieved the condom from his pants
pocket. Clasping her by the hips, he rammed his cock inside her hot body.