Now though, I watch in real life as Grey stands in the bathroom, bathed in the rainbow flare of the stained glass window as he unbuttons his pants and steps out of them. Dark blue briefs strain against his tan thighs, and I can’t take my eyes off of his bulging erection, pushing against the fabric of his underwear. His hair silky and soft, falls gently over his forehead, curling over his ears. And the glitter of steel in the strands makes me want him more.
Thankfully, the bathtub is huge, and he slips in with ease, watching me hungrily.
His plush, pink lips trace up my inner thighs with wet kisses as I slide against the porcelain edge of the bathroom tub.
The water is hot and steaming as it laps against my skin, filling the air with a haze of lust that’s too hard to ignore. As he makes his way up my thighs with the slowest, most precise flicks of his tongue, the water splashes. He slides his hands under my ass, holding me up to him.
For a moment, I want to hide the soft folds of my stomach. I’m sure he sees beautiful women every day, and their stomachs are flat and perfect. Grey stops me, though, leaning in to kiss where my belly pokes out a little, touching the tops of my thighs.
He swings my legs over his strong shoulders, and I grasp a handful of his soft hair in one hand and the edge of the bathtub with the other, gasping as he licks my wet heat.
I look down from the bright ceiling lights to where he rests between my thighs, the dark hair on his chest like swirling ink amidst the steaming bath water. He feels my shudder despite the heat, and his green eyes look up to gaze up at me, his lips pulling into a slow smirk against my wet skin as he laps up my juices with his tongue.
“We should be in a bed. It’s what a woman like you deserves,” Grey tells me with his mouth full of me, his voice husky, and the words pressed to my opening feel strange and wonderful. “I didn’t want to wait, though, and then I heard you say my name.”
I let out a gasp as he pushes his tongue inside, thrusting it in and out.
“I was thinking about you,” I tell him breathlessly. And then, because the lust in his eyes makes me feel bold and sexy, “I wanted you inside of me. I needed you here.”
“I’m here,” Grey says. He kisses my mound, and then his hands grasp my thighs hard enough to bruise as he licks up from my hole to my clit.
“Does it feel good?” he asks me, voice low.
Water drips loudly as he raises a hot hand from beneath the surface to push my legs apart even more, to touch me and pump his fingers in and out while his tongue flicks over me, firm but slow. His grip on my legs is strong, just the way I need it, causing me to ache for him even more.
“I need it,” I breathe, a ripple of pleasure prickling my warm, wet body. “Please.”
Grey buries his head between my thighs once more, and I teeter at the very edge when he pulls back, making me whimper. I wonder if he’s changed his mind about me or about this, and I feel like I might die if he doesn’t bury himself inside me.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” Grey says in a heavy voice as he pulls back.
“Grey, please,” I whimper, tossing my head back. The water sloshes around me, cooling.
“My Rosie, are you sure you want this?” Grey says, insisting we can wait. “I know you haven’t done this before, and I want to make sure you’re comfortable. This is important.”
“But you said you wanted me, that you knew it when you first set eyes on me? I felt the same way, Grey. I want you inside me more than anything I’ve ever wanted anything.”
“You don’t know how that makes me feel to hear you say that,” Grey remarks. “I dreamed of this since I met you. I can’t explain it; I just know we are supposed to be together, always.”
I can see it in his eyes, the moment he gives in to the need and the desire, and feel him against me as he pulls me down by the knees, my head resting on the rim of the tub. The backs of my thighs pushed against the front of his chest. Grey rises half out of the water, raining slow, cooling droplets down onto my body, moving forward slowly to push his already hard length deep inside of me.
He stretches me, and I feel it burn, though it doesn’t hurt. He’s big, but I want him so badly that I know I will take all of him in me.