From where I stood, I saw her soft curves before me and her slender shoulders and spine in the reflection. Lifting her hair, my lips met her neck as I teased her sensitive skin behind her ear. Slowly, I lowered myself as my kisses rained over her collarbone and down to each breast.
Her nipples hardened as I sucked and nipped, dividing my attention between the two as the water continued to flow. Unable to keep my hands to myself, my touch roamed over her body, her arms and down her ribcage. Over her hips and her thighs, my fingers caressed. It was as if the more of her I touched, the more I wanted.
Each contact confirmed her presence, her realness, and her safety.
Before long, steam obscured our reflections.
I turned off the water and shed my shoes, socks, and pants, letting them join Julia’s clothes on the tile floor. Wearing only my boxer briefs, I secured the hem of her panties and taking a step back, tugged the lace down her shapely legs. For longer than I intended, my gaze was glued to her perfect pink pussy. With each second, my cock hardened while simultaneously, I pushed away the unexpected rage brewing within me.
If I hadn’t found Julia when I did, if I’d been an hour later…Her confession in the truck, thinking about what-ifs. My grip of her thighs increased as my fingers held tight.
“Van,” Julia said, lifting my chin and refocusing my vision on her. “Stay with me.”
My nostrils flared at the realization she was right. I’d left our bubble; my thoughts had filled with my determination to destruction. I’d make Phillip and the Butlers pay for what they did.
But not Julia.
She was innocent.
Cupping the bulge of my hardened cock beneath my boxers, I refocused. “Oh, I’m with you. You’re the only one who makes me painfully hard.”
Julia scooted from the counter, her feet landing on the tile seconds before she reached for my boxers, pulling them down, and freeing my hard cock. It sprang to life as I kicked the silky material away.
As I reached for her hand, Julia fell to her knees. Her lashes veiled her seductive blue stare as she peered up at me a millisecond before her lips opened and she teased the head of my cock.
“Fuck.”
My grip of the vanity intensified as Julia’s head bobbed up and down, her tongue and lips giving attention to my hard rod as her fingers rolled my heavy balls. Her actions sent sensations to my scalp and down to my toes. My feet spread apart as my fingers splayed over her hair.
Julia teased and tormented as her tongue swirled around the tip of my cock and her fingers moved up and down the thickened appendage. Taking only an inch at a time, she took me between her lips, each move taking me deeper over her tongue and deeper still until she had me near the back of her throat.
Her breaths came in quick gusts as she increased her pace.
She was fucking gorgeous on her knees.
A wave of impending release overtook me as I held Julia’s head in place, thrusting faster and deeper. The frustrations of the unknown and the anger at the known all came together, propelling me as the tension built.
“Fuck,” I growled, realizing what I was doing.
I took a step back.
Julia deserved better than me using her in this way.
Her grasp of my thighs tightened, refusing to take the out I was offering.
“Fuck, I’m going to come.”
My announcement didn’t slow her. The suction built as she bobbed her head faster.
Dark spots danced in the bright lights as my body tensed. I called out her name in a roar. Over and over, her lips moved up and down as she swallowed, taking all of me and all I had to give.
Curses and murmurs filled the humid air as I closed my eyes and savored my release.
When my eyes opened, I offered Julia my hand, helping her stand and taking in her swollen lips and the gleam in her eyes. “Fuck, that was…” I cupped her cheek with my palm. “You’re supposed to let me take care of you.”
“You said I was supposed to stay focused on us. I was.”
My grin returned.