“I wasn’t a virgin, no, but you were the first I loved.”
I wondered if his shower was some sort of confessional. There, with the steam and water, we could be open. The rest of the world was gone. Eli’s venom. My job. Ms. Mason’s death.
I smiled.
“I know that this … thing between us can’t go on.”
The warm fuzzy bubble in my belly burst.
“I don’t want you to get fired,” he said.
Oh yeah.
“But I’d do anything to initiate you into shower sex.”
“Anything?” I asked looping my arms over his shoulders.
He grinned, pressing his erection against my belly. “Anything. I just need to get a condom.”
I slid my hand down his chest, over his hard six-pack abs, and lower, cupping his balls and loving how he hissed. “Would it make a difference if I told you I was still on the pill?”
Heat flashed hot and erotic in his eyes. “Do you trust that I’m clean?”
I nodded. “You’re a health professional. And a responsible man. Do you trust me?”
He backed me into the tiled wall, taking my hands and pressing them over my head. “Yes.” He dipped his head, sucking one of my nipples into his mouth. I moaned, as the sweet erotic zap traveled straight to my core.
His fingers slid to my pussy. “Are you wet for me, Mia?”
“Are you hard for me, Nick?”
He laughed. “I’m always hard for you.” He lifted my thigh, hooking on his hip. “Hold on, baby.”
I gripped his shoulders and looked into his eyes as the head of his cock slid between my thighs. Slowly, with our gazes holding, he pressed in.
“So fucking hot,” he said. He gave a final thrust, until he was seeped inside me, then he kissed me, hard. His tongue worked my mouth, as I knew his dick was about to do to my pussy.
He withdrew his cock, and thrust back in, eliciting a moan from me. He did it again, and again, each time a little harder, a little faster. Our breathing quickened. Moans filled the shower stall. Soon there was just me and him, racing to ultimate bliss.
“Are you there yet?” he said on a harsh breath.
“Close … so close …” I was teetering on the edge, wanting release and at the same time, wanting to stay right where I was. On the verge of bliss with Nick.
He growled. “Fuck, I’m gonna come.” He lifted my leg higher, and thrust, sliding even deeper, hitting that one perfect spot that sent me spiraling into sweet ecstasy.
“Nick!” I cried out as every cell in my body sparked with pleasure.
“Yes … fuck yes …” He plunged in, grinding his hips against me, once and again. Warm liquid filled me with each thrust. I remembered four years ago, the first time we’d had sex when I’d finally gone on the pill. When his semen filled my body, I’d thought he and I were truly one in that moment. He was a part of me, at least. That same feeling swept through me now, only this time, I understood it was fleeting. He was right. What we had before was gone, and we couldn’t rekind
le it now even if we wanted to because it would risk my job.
I pushed all that aside and focused only the physical sensation of Nick being inside me. Of leaving a part of himself inside me.
“Are you hungry?” he asked.
“Is there a hidden meaning in that?”
He laughed. “No, this time I mean do you want food?”