“How am I doing?”
“Good,” I moaned as he wound my spring tighter.
He fucked me with his fingers and the wave rose inside me. My gasps echoed around the bathroom and my blood boiled hot as the pressure between my legs intensified.
“How can I please you?” he whispered in my ear. My head swam and I couldn’t think as his hand worked inside me. “I need you to lose your mind for me, baby.”
“Harder,” I gritted out. “Faster.”
He doubled the pressure, the speed, the intensity, and I watched his arm flexing.
“Fuck, I love watching you come. Even more than I expected.”
His words tipped me over the edge and stars burst behind my eyes. The pleasure crested in waves, rolling through me as I spasmed around his fingers, clenching and gripping.
“I can feel you coming,” he groaned.
I moaned something incoherent through the last pulses of my orgasm before I collapsed against him. Holden’s arms wrapped around me and tucked me into his chest and I melted.
He kissed my shoulder. “You’re so beautiful when you come, Sadie. It’s my favorite thing to watch.”
My hand covered one of his arms while I caught my breath. Every muscle in my body eased as I floated back down to earth. I shifted and felt the stiff length of his own arousal against my lower back.
“Let’s get out of the tub,” I said softly, turning to meet his gaze.
His gaze burned hot. His eyes were dark and heavy-lidded and he pressed a slow, mind-numbing kiss to my jaw before he raised himself up. I pulled the plug to drain the water and stood. His gaze followed the water droplets trickling down my body and I pulsed again for him.
How? I was a one-and-done kind of lady, but with Holden, nothing was what I had originally thought. His throat worked as he stared at me. My skin prickled under his study.
“Baby?” I asked.
His gaze lifted to mine, heavy and distracted. His cheeks flushed. His cock twitched against his stomach, and a bead of liquid appeared at the tip. “Hmm?”
“Can you pass me a towel?”
He reached for one of the fluffy white towels and wrapped it around me before his hands rubbed over the fabric to dry me off. My heart squeezed with the affectionate moment. Two months ago, I never would have expected Holden Rhodes to make me orgasm in the bath and then dry me off like a spoiled little queen after.
I stepped out and into his arms. He kissed me hard and I sighed into him. His hands framed my jaw and he tilted me to open me up more.
My hands came to his stomach and I walked him backwards, out of the bathroom. His tongue explored my mouth, tasting me and sucking light, thought-scattering pressure.
The back of his knees hit the bed and I pushed him to sitting while I pulled the towel off. His eyes dropped to my breasts and his hands followed. I bit my lip as he pinched and pulled, watching my face.
“Stop distracting me,” I told him, and he gave me a slow, sly smile that made my stomach flip over. I pushed his shoulders back. “Lay down.”
He fell back, eyes on me and chest rising and falling fast. I kneeled between his knees and wrapped my hand around the base of his cock.
Holden’s cock was gorgeous. Thick, long, and so satisfying to hold like this. His hands came behind his head, elbows wide, as he watched me study it. I leaned forward to lick a long line from base to tip. His eyes closed and he let out a long groan.
“Sadie,” he gritted out.
I smiled at him before running my tongue down the other side. His length pulsed beneath my tongue. I dragged it back up and swirled over the tip and his breath caught. When I took him deep between my lips and applied suction, his hips bucked.
His abs rippled. “I’m not going to last long.”
I worked up and down his length, watching his pained expression and meeting his fascinated gaze as I bobbed.
Holden had been so sweet to me today, and now I was going to toy with him. I kept the suction, pressure, and speed light until the tenth stroke, where I hollowed out my cheeks in an attempt to suck his soul out through his cock.