Running her hands through the water, she tilted her head back when Smokey opened the door.
Umberto was still sound asleep.
She noticedSmokey had already removed his leather cut, and as he stepped into the bathroom, he didn’t strip off his clothes. He moved toward her and knelt beside the side of the tub. “Hello, beautiful.”
“Smokey, there is more than enough room. Come and join me.” She had no choice but to sit up. The copious amounts of bubbles helped to conceal her body. “Or, would you like to go to bed?”
“Is my woman horny?”
“Are you not?” she asked.
“For you, always.”
She wanted to ask him if that was really true, that pesky insecurity rearing its ugly head. Instead of saying a single word, she merely smiled as if she knew a secret that he didn’t quite understand.
“I want you, Smokey.” She ran her hand down the front of his body, tracing toward his dick, but he captured her hand and lifted it to his lips, kissing her knuckles.
“And you’ll have me.” He stood up, and her mouth went dry as he removed his clothes. Every act from Smokey was like a seduction. He revealed his heavily inked body, and fuck, he looked so fucking tasty. She wanted to lick every single part of him, and then some more.
She felt an answering pulse between her thighs, and it was like a hunger building inside her. A desperate need for him.
After he removed his boxer briefs, he stepped into the bathtub behind her, and Ava cursed herself internally because she had wanted to face him.
Seduction was not her forte.
Smokey wrapped his large hands around her, and as she leaned back, she felt herself relax against him. He felt so good.
He pressed a kiss to her head and then to her shoulder. His hands slowly started totease up toward her breasts, and as he captured them in his palms, she released a moan. He knew exactly what to do to make her hungry for him. Need flooded her pussy, and as he began to tease her nipples, an answering quake built.
“I fucking love your tits. I think they’ve gotten bigger, baby.”
He pinched her nipples, but he didn’t stay teasing her for too long before he began to caress down her body, going between her thighs.
She sank her teeth against her lip, a whimper escaping as he finally touched her pussy.
“Oh, baby, you’re so wet for me,” he said.
He stroked her clit, and each touch to her nub set her on fire even more. Smokey slid down, plunging his fingers inside her core, and another whimper escaped her. She just couldn’t help it. The pleasure was out of this world.
She wanted him so badly. All the time.
“Come for me, baby. Let me hear you scream my name.”
Ava let go and flew over the edge, embracing her orgasm. His name spilled from her lips as it always did, and Smokey prolonged her release for as long as possible.
He stopped the moment she couldn’t takeit anymore, and as he did, he pressed a kiss to her shoulders.
Coming down, Ava knew she had him in thebath, and as she tried to turn around, he banded an arm around her waist and grabbed a sponge.
“Smokey, what about you?” she asked.
“I’m going to make love to you in the bedroom, baby. First, I’m going to wash you.”
Ava opened her mouth, closed it. He wouldn’t see what she was struggling with right now. Again, he was put off by fucking her. It was always making love and yeah, that was fun and great, but she wanted it to be dirty, to be hard, to be fast. She wanted to feel desired and damn it, wanted.
No words fell from her lips.
Instead, she let Smokey wash her body.At least he was touching her, and she felt like such an asshole because hedidwant her. She knew he did, but it wasn’t like before Umberto, or even since the attack.