Gifted Connections 1

“You’re using my gift…your gift,” he whispered in awe. “You don’t know how sexy that is and how turned on that makes me.”

“Show me,” I demanded.

And he did.

I woke up the next morning to the sound of the shower next door. The en-suite bathroom door was open, and Jace was leaning on the door-jamb watching me sleep. Naked and magnificent.

I stretched lazily, arching my back. “Is it time to get up already?” I groaned.

The bed was too warm and comfortable for me to want to leave it.

His eyes darkened as he watched me stretch and I could see he was reacting to me already. “It’s almost seven,” his voice was thick with desire.

I stood up, feeling a confidence that was new to me. I waltzed past him and went into the shower that he had started. “Are you coming?” I called huskily.

He was in the shower in no time. He picked up his loofah and put some of his body wash on it before he started to rub it against me.

“I’ve never rode it raw,” he said quietly. “And last night was…amazing.”

“Never?” I asked him in shock as he gently pushed me down onto the seat in the shower.

He reached up and adjusted the knobs so only the shower heads on the sides of the shower were now shooting out water.

“Never,” he repeated as he washed my feet and between my legs.

After having him twice last night, I didn’t expect to want him again so soon. I let him gently wash me and rinse me off, feeling special at his gentle ministrations.

I pushed him back onto the same seat I had just vacated, when he went to stand up from his kneeling position. I took the loofah from his surprised grasp and squeezed some body wash onto it. I took my time rubbing the loofah against his skin, watching him grow harder. I made sure to spend extra time on the sensitive spot on his inner thighs. When I heard him hiss and felt him tensing I moved on to the rest of his legs and feet. I knew I was teasing him and I loved how I could make him feel this wanting as strong as my own.

I finally made my way back to his manhood, gently grabbed it, and rubbed the soap between my hands and moved up and down him. From our previous time together, I knew what made him tense and what pleased him.

“Blake,” he hissed between his teeth.

I rinsed him, and before he could react I climbed onto his lap, placed him between my legs, and sunk down on him.

He cursed softly. That was another thing that turned me on. He never cursed in front of me unless he was turned on. It made me feel sexy.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said softly, even as his hands found their way to my hips. “I’m not a small man and you were a virgin.”

I lifted on him, grabbing on to his shoulders, before sinking back down again. I rubbed my core against him and shuddered. I liked this position. It made him feel deeper, closer. “But I want you again, would you like me to stop?” I breathed in his ear before I took his earlobe in my mouth and sucked on it.

It was another turn-on spot for him.

“No,” he said, nearly breathless as he grabbed my hips and started to rock me on him.

It didn’t take long for us to come apart in each other’s arms once more.

I was able to slip upstairs and change into my capri running pants, sports bra, tank top, and hoodie before anyone else was up. I got back downstairs and started pulling out some veggies from the night before and eggs to make some omelets for breakfast. Jace was extremely handsy and affectionate as he made some coffee.

“Would you like hazelnut or blueberry cream flavored coffee,” he asked as he slid up behind me, caressing my sides and hips.

I giggled, “Blueberry cream. Did you not get enough last night, shall we go back downstairs and go for another round?”

I felt his inhale of breath, “Somehow, I don’t think you would deny me if I said yes.”

“Why would I?” I turned around in his arms, so I could look up to him.

His eyes darkened before his lips found mine, and he kissed me passionately. “You never cease to amaze me.”