Wet Ride (Toys-4-Us) (8 page)

Pain drove pleasure once more and Emily’s arousal began to climb for a third time. She panted with the effort to give her master the ride he deserved. It was all so primal, that warm water drenching their bodies as they joined, the slapping sound of wet skin hitting wet skin. Her hips rocked to meet his thrusts and this time, he gave her the freedom of movement. Her cunt pulsed with need. But the pressure inside her was not enough to make her come.

She groaned in frustration.

Somehow her master understood. As his thrusts became even more frenzied and his grunts louder, he reached around to slide two fingers into her slick folds. They rubbed her clit in time to his cock working her pussy. With a final push, he squeezed her body into his and yelled his release. Amazingly he had done as promised and wrung a third climax out of her. Their cries mingled and their bodies slammed against each other.

When it was over, when their bodies finally stilled, they stood for long seconds, Kevin molded around Emily. She couldn’t do anything else. She was sated to the point of exhaustion. Her fingers still clung to the grab bar, but her foot had slipped from its resting place. She vaguely wondered if that was a punishable offense. Kevin pressed a quick and gentle kiss on her temple before letting her go.

He turned off the water and left the shower. He returned with a towel secured around his waist and two more in his hands. He gently pried her fingers from the handle, kissed and flexed each one before folding a towel around her body. He dried her skin and wrung out her hair before he wrapped her in the towels and carried her out of the shower.

She rested her head against his shoulder, content and delighted with his tender treatment. Once he placed her on her bed, she found her voice.

“Thank you.” She wanted to say more for all he had done.

He put a finger to her lips to stop her from speaking. “No, thank
you
. Giving me your body like that, trusting me, is a humbling thing. I appreciate it, and I’m glad you liked your shower.”

She smiled like the proverbial cat. “It’s a very nice shower.” Taking his hand in hers, she added, “Thank you for giving me another chance.”

“Again, not necessary to thank me. I’m the lucky one to have a second chance with you.” He paused. “I like you, Emily. I’d like for us to try for something more than fantastic sex. You know, like dating. May I take you to dinner tonight?”

She chuckled. “I’m not sure I have the energy to leave this bed, but how about tomorrow night?”

“Works for me.” He brought her hand up to kiss the back of it. “I know we run in different social circles. It will be hard, maybe, for us to work outside of the bedroom as a couple, like mixing with each other’s friends.”

Emily raised her eyebrows. “Oh, I wouldn’t worry about getting along with my friends. The six women I’m closest to each have a pink bag like mine, albeit with different toys.”

It was his turn to raise his eyebrows. “Oh?”

“Yup, and you never know, they might want to hire you to redo their bathrooms too.”

“It would be my pleasure.”

She narrowed her eyes. “Not too much pleasure, now. I want you playing in the shower only with me.”

“Still giving orders, darlin’?”

“This time, you’re damn right.”

He laughed and pulled her into a tight embrace. “I’ll only play with you, I promise.”

She felt the power in his body, heard the affection in his tone and relaxed.

Samantha Cayto is a Boston-area native who practices as a business lawyer by day while writing erotic romance at night—the steamier the better. She likes to push the envelope when it comes to writing about passion and is delighted other women agree that guy-on-guy sex is the hottest ever.

She lives a typical suburban life with her husband, three kids and four dogs. Her children don’t understand why they can’t read what she writes, but her husband is always willing to lend her a hand—and anything else—when she needs to choreograph a scene.

She is a member of the Romance Writers of America and the New England Chapter and credits RWA, NEC and the wonderful friends she’s made there with helping her become a published author.

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