Addicted

"Come on. It's freezing." She disappeared into the bathroom and I walked in.

My thoughts faded fast as Cora leaned over and started the water. I reached out and caressed her ass, teasing her a little as she jerked up and glanced over her shoulder.

"We only get thirty minutes in here, so no sex. It's house rules." She got into the shower, and I pulled the towel off my hips before joining her.

"I'm a rule breaker. Does that mean I get sex?" I asked, reaching for the soap and lathering it up in my hands as she moved under the spray of the water. She lifted her hands to run her fingers through her hair, which jutted her heavy breasts out toward me.

I reached out and took my time bathing each of them before moving down her stomach to the junction between her thighs.

She moaned as I slid my fingers against her swollen flesh, and I couldn't help but move in and press my mouth to the side of her neck. "God, you're fucking hot, Cora."

"You think so?" She kissed me once before turning around and putting her back to me. I took my time washing her back and taking special care to tease her ass while she pressed her hands to the wall above her and groaned for me.

I pressed my teeth to the thick curve of her ass and slipped a finger deep inside of her, half expecting her to tell me to cut it out, but she didn't. Her body tightened as she took advantage of my offering and bounced on it, giving me a beautiful view of her ass.

If I wasn't falling in love, I would be soon. Love and lust were too intertwined for me to understand the difference, and for the moment, with the sounds of her cries filling up the shower, I didn't give a shit which I was. I wasn't going anywhere.

She sagged against the wall, and I pulled my fingers from her and stood up, grabbing for the soap and working it over my chest and rock-hard erection. I wanted to bend her over and finish the morning off right, but I knew the night would give us plenty more chances to explore each other. We needed time on the lake. Time to talk and figure each other out a little more.

She smiled as she turned and reached for the soap. "Don't tell anyone that I'm as much of a whore as you are."

"You are?" I lifted my eyebrow. "No, I don't believe that for a minute."

She ran her soapy hands over my chest and scratched softly, melting me as she moved down to stroke my dick with both hands. I turned and pressed my back to the cold wall, feeling like my legs might give out underneath me any minute.

"I am, but only with the right man." She turned the spray onto me and rinsed me off before moving to her knees.

"Cora, you don't have to-”

"Hush. I've wanted to since the day we met." She smirked and leaned forward, taking me deep inside her warm, wet mouth. Every part of me lit on fire for the girl before me. I was in deep shit, and for the first time in my life, I didn't want to find a way out of it.

*

"So, I know you don't want to talk about this, but tell me about Brandon. I wanna know what happened." I leaned over the boat and let one of the anchors go. It raced toward the water and disappeared, locking us in place in a sleepy-looking alcove off the side of the main lake.

We'd taken a breakfast taco to go from Cindy and packed up a few sodas for a long boat ride together, just the two of us.

She tugged her t-shirt off and then worked on her shorts as she ignored my question. Her white bikini looked delicious on her, and though I'd had her more times than I should have over the last twelve hours, I found myself hungry for more.

Incredible.

"We were friends for a while, and then we decided we would try dating." She moved to the front of the boat. "I'm really more like you than you might think. I really didn't want to be with one person during college, and I wasn't during high school, either. I didn't sleep around much, but the idea of being tied down to one person was stifling. If something happened to that guy...then what?"

"Yeah, I get that." I stood up and pulled my shirt off before moving to sit down on the front of the boat and turning sideways. I offered her a hand as she crawled up there with me and lay down, putting her head in my lap.

I leaned back and ran my fingers through her hair as she continued.

"But Brandon wouldn't give up. He wanted a relationship, and we had some pretty great chemistry between us." She closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh.

I stiffened as jealousy raged through me. I didn't want her having chemistry with anyone but me. Even with it being in the past, I still felt tense over it.

"And, he slept around, why? You have to be every sane man's wet dream." I brushed my fingers by her cheek as she glanced up and gave me a warm smile. Her brown eyes were rimmed with unshed tears, and my gut constricted painfully. "Hey. We don't have to talk about this. The last thing I want is for you to feel pain of any kind."

She turned her face and kissed my palm a few times as my cock hardened in my shorts. I had no doubt she was going to tease me over it seeing that her pillow had become less than comfortable, but she didn't.

"It's alright." She turned her face a little and kissed my erection over my shorts, causing a groan to rip from my lips. She sat up and ran her hands through her hair. "It was over after I found him with the girl. She was pretty and probably far more his style. I just hate that she was a cheerleader. Perfect. Blonde. Popular. Just like him."

"A cheerleader at Arizona State?" I moved up beside her and wrapped my arms around her.