Rough Stuff (The Untouchables MC 3)

I blinked and took a deep breath. Then I reached for his swim trunks. He hissed as I pulled them down, his perfect, gigantic cock springing free.

I gasped at how big it was. How hard. The thing deserved its own zip code.

I had barely seen it last night. But under the full bathroom lights . . . it was intimidating, to say the least.

And I had this crazy feeling it was looking at me.

“Princess.”

I looked up at him.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

I nodded, swallowing.

“I know that.”

So why does your voice sound so shaky, Kelly? You are being a chicken shit!

“No, you don’t.”

He lifted me and set me down again under the hot jets of water.

“But you will.”

I exhaled as the steam and water hit my skin. Cain was staring down at me with a half smile. I watched as he slowly grasped a bottle of shower gel and poured some into his hands. His big, sudsy hands reached for me, sliding the gel over my chest and down my back.

He pulled me against his massive chest and I gasped at the feel of us slipping and sliding against each other. His hair scratched my skin in the most delicious way, making my nipples tingle.

“Oh!”

He grunted in agreement, his hardness pressing against my belly. He was at least a foot taller than me, which meant sex standing up was a no-go. But maybe . . .

“I would lift you up and hold you on my cock.”

“What?”

He was idly washing my breasts then running his hands down to my ass. I let out a whimper as he washed my ass cheeks and slid a soapy hand up and down my crack, fingering my rosebud gently. His touch was so intimate, I thought I would be blushing for weeks.

“That’s what you were wondering, right?”

I stared furiously at anything but the smug look on Cain’s handsome face. How had he known what I was thinking? Was I that obvious? I didn’t want him to think I was trashy because I was constantly thinking about sex.

“Maybe.”

“If I was going to take you here, that is one way I would do it. Another way would be . . .”

He turned me gently and bent me forward until my hands were resting against the tile wall. I felt his cock nudge against my slippery pussy lips and practically purred in pleasure.

“Oh . . .”

He laughed and turned me around again.

“Now if there was a shower bench, that would open up a whole world of possibilities. I might put you on my lap and lift you up and down. Or you could kneel on it, which would lift your sweet pussy up to the perfect level.”

I bit my lip, getting way too excited by the possibilities.

“So you didn’t want to . . . try that thing you just showed me?”

“Want to? Yes. But I don’t want to wear you out this early.”

“I can take it,” I said, sliding my arms around his neck. I tugged his big, thick head down for a kiss. He murmured in pleased surprise against my lips. Our tongues slid together and so did our wet bodies. Before I knew it, my back was against the wall, one thigh lifted and held open so Cain could wedge himself between them.

His cock was rubbing my swollen lips rhythmically. We both groaned as he pulled away.

“Don’t tempt me, Kelly. You don’t want me to lose control.”

I fluttered my eyelashes at him.

“I don’t? Are you sure?”

But Cain was serious. He didn’t respond to my teasing. He just shook his head.

“No. You don’t.”

Well, okay then.

We finished washing up. Cain even gently washed and rinsed my hair. I was so relaxed I could have melted into a puddle of Kelly-goo. Then he grabbed a huge white fluffy towel and wrapped me in it, carrying me to the bed like a giant burrito.

Cain was naked. Apparently, he was going to ‘drip dry.’ Not that I was complaining. He was very, very nice to look at.

He laid me down gently and stared at me for a minute. Then he slowly unwrapped the towel covering me. He trailed his fingertips down my body and I arched into his hands.

“Little girl, you do crazy things to me.”

I thrilled at his words. Cain didn’t say much in the romance department, so it was always a surprise to hear a proclamation. It was the most emotional thing he’d said to me yet.

“You do . . . crazy things to me too.”

He didn’t look surprised by that. He didn’t even look smug. He just nodded, as if he expected nothing less.

I watched as he climbed into the bed and pulled me against him. Our bodies felt cool where they touched at first, the water quickly evaporating. I whimpered as he caught my bottom lip between his teeth and tugged on it, his fingers tweaking my nipples.