Mr. Big Shot (Mr. Big 1)

I followed her, stripping off my clothes, and by the time I was completely naked, she was in the shower and the water was running. I got in behind her, glad I spent the extra cash to get a two-person stall with a rain shower head. Within moments, we were both drenched, and she had a bar of soap out. We lathered our hands and began to wash each other, our hands slipping and sliding over the other's body, into every crack and crevice.

She giggled when I ran my soapy hands down her back and pulled her against me, but she became all dreamy eyed when I slipped my soapy fingers between her thighs. She paid extra attention to my erect cock, and I groaned in delight as she ran her soapy fingers around the crown.

We rinsed off and I couldn't wait, kneeling and kissing my way down her belly to her mound. I lifted one thigh over my shoulder and ate her, my tongue finding her clit and licking firmly, fingers slipping inside of her body to stroke her. She ran her fingers through my hair, rewarding me with a groan when I sucked the nub. I worked her up for a few moments, but I wanted her to come on my cock.

“Wait here. I have to get a condom," I said and left the shower, dripping all over the floor to my bedroom. I found a condom in my nightstand and slipped it on, then went back to the shower.

Once back in the shower, I lifted her up, positioning her just right so I could bury myself inside her hot wet tightness.

"Do you want it?" I said, rubbing my cock against her clit.

"Yes," she replied. "Fuck me now."

I did, sliding in deep, groaning at how tight she was and how intense it felt to be completely inside her once again. She gripped my shoulders as I began to thrust harder and soon, she gasped and I knew she was there. My movements were slow and steady through her orgasm, enjoying how she lost control, her eyes almost rolling up in her head, her jaw slack, her nipples hardening.

Watching her come on my cock sent me over and I thrust harder, faster, my orgasm starting, my own body tensing as I found my release. Pulse after pulse of white pleasure almost blinding me as I came.

I slowed my movements when it became too intense and simply leaned against her, her back against the wall, both of us breathing heavily.

"Fuck that was good."

I glanced at her face and she was smiling. "It was too good."

"Never. It could never be too good."

I kissed her and we remained like that for a few moments, the water still running, cascading over my back.

Finally, I pulled out of her and removed my condom, tying it off and throwing it into the trash can beside the toilet. When we finished rinsing, I turned off the water and we both dried each other off.

"I better text John and tell him we'll be right there or he might leave." I took my own cell and sent off a quick text to John.

LUKE: Sorry bud, but I'm running late. Had to pick up Alexa and we had some business to take care of first.

He texted right back.

JOHN: Yeah, I can only imagine what business you had to take care of. BASTARD! Get down here. I'm already half-drunk.

I grinned and showed Alexa the texts.

She smiled. "I feel guilty that we made him wait."

"We didn't make him wait too long. Damn, girl. You were fast."

"So were you."

I laughed. "I needed you."

"I needed you, too.”

I kissed her again once more.

Alexa went to her pile of clothes on the floor and went through her bag for her cell. She checked her messages and smiled. "Look," she said and held her cell up for me to read. "It's my mom. Everything's fine. She was just out in the garden and didn't get my text until now."

"That's great. I told you she'd text you." I read it over, a twinge of envy that she had such a close relationship with her mother and father. I pulled her against me. "I'm so sorry this happened to you. You'll be safe with me at the beach house. The cops will find Blaine and you'll get a new restraining order. You'll see."

She sighed and leaned her head against my shoulder. "I hate that he knows where I am. I feel like I have to leave, go somewhere else to do my PhD."

"You can't do that," I said, frowning at the thought the bastard was going to derail her plans. Of course, it was then that my brain went there.