Page 63 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
He had more shoes than even Melissa, and they lined the bottom of the closet. And the whole closet smelled like his cologne. It was like I had died and gone to heaven.
"You really don't need your sweaters back." I stepped beside him and looked at the dozens that were folded on shelves next to his dress shirts.
He laughed. "I'm afraid I don't really have anything for you to change into." He opened up a few drawers.
"Could I just borrow one of those shirts?"
He handed me one of the v-neck t-shirts from the drawer he had just opened, switched off the light, and led me to his bathroom. There was an elegant bath to the left with a few steps up to it. And attached was a shower with three glass walls. The vanity was to the right and the only things that were on it were his toothbrush and some toothpaste. How could anyone be this neat and organized?
Professor Hunter switched on the shower as I was looking around. Then he came up to me and slowly unzipped my hoodie.His hands touched my shoulders and slowly slid down my arms, pushing my hoodie until it fell to the ground. I had never felt so sexy in a hoodie before. He pulled my tank top up my sides and over my ribcage. I lifted my hands in the air and he pulled it off over my head. He unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, and then slowly slid them off my hips. Since I wasn't wearing a bra or underwear, I was left completely naked in the center of his bathroom.
"Do you mind if I join you?"
I shook my head no.
Professor Hunter pulled his polo off over his head. After spending the day at the beach he was even tanner. He shed his shorts and boxers. He was already starting to get another erection and I felt a shiver of electricity go through me. I wanted him again. I wanted him here, in his apartment, in his shower. I wanted to be his. He stepped into the shower and I followed him.
His hands were on me as soon as I was under the water. The water fell on our heads as we kissed under its constant stream. He reached over and grabbed a bottle from the ledge. I had never heard the brand name before, but when he poured some of the liquid into his hands I realized that it was part of what made him smell so good.
"Face the wall," he said. I did what I was told. He pushed me lightly so that my breasts were taut against the tile. He slowly rubbed his hands up the back of my legs, massaging my thighs. He cupped my ass in his hands. His fingers wandered over my ass and between my legs. My heartbeat quickened. I knew that I was wet. His fingers could easily slide inside of me. I moved my hips back slightly. But instead of answering my needs, he swept his hands away from my wetness and across my back. Hemassaged my shoulders. He ran his soapy hands up my arms and across my clavicle. He pulled me away from the wall slightly and his hands fell to my breasts. He massaged them gently. I could feel his erection pressed against the small of my back. I knew he could feel my heart beating fast. He had to be aware of what I wanted, but he wasn't giving it to me.
"Professor Hunter," I groaned. "Please."
He pulled me underneath the water. Chills went over my body as the soap washed away.
"Is something wrong, Penny?"
"No." It felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest.
He pushed my back against the tile. "Is there something that you wanted?" His voice was so seductive.
I gulped. "Yes." His torso glistened from the water flowing down it. And the steam from the shower surrounded him. God he was sexy. He looked almost ethereal.
He leaned over and took one of my nipples in his mouth and bit it lightly. He pinched my other nipple between two of his fingers. I writhed under his touch.
"And what is it that you want?" He left a trail of kisses down my stomach and stopped right where I wanted it the most. I could feel his warm breath.
"You."
"Do you mean like this?" He stroked my pussy with his tongue.
"Professor Hunter," I moaned.
He put his knees on the tile floor and lifted my thighs over his shoulders. While I was admiring his strength, he slid two fingers inside of me.
I gasped.
"Or maybe you'd prefer that I fuck you with my fingers?" His dirty words made me want him even more.
"Yes!"
He moved his lips to my clit and sucked on it hard. I was pinned against the shower wall, completely immobile. He pumped his hand faster, moving his fingers in and out of me. His tongue continued to stroke my clit, driving me crazy.
"Yes!" I screamed again.
He pushed my thighs even farther apart. The position allowed his fingers to go even deeper. He was licking and swirling his tongue over my clit. I could feel my body begin to shudder in his arms. He placed his lips around my clit again and sucked hard.
"Professor Hunter!"
