Page 33 of Push & Pull
“Then we’re in agreement.” Petra opened her arms, both hands bumping into a wall or a door. “Now, how do we do it in the shower with this height difference? Got any ideas? I ain’t lying down onthisfloor.”
“You mean this isn’t some weird foreplay? You staring at me while I bathe?”
“What’s weird about that?” Petra stepped closer. “You’ve got some goods worth looking at, babe.”
Simone grimaced.
“Sorry for calling you babe. I almost forgot that you were more the princess type.”
“Please…” Simone rubbed some water into her cheeks, hiding her blushing from Petra’s wandering gaze. “Do you have to bring that up?”
Do you have to be so ashamed of it?As far as Petra was concerned, the night before was a highlight in her reel of sexual partners she picked out for herself. Before Simone started acting like this, Petra would have always fondly remembered the eager body beneath her own.And the way her pussy nearly annihilated my fingers. Whew.That was before her mind wandered to Simone’s stellar tongue, or the dirty talk that culminated between them.Is it wrong if I want some more of that?
“Can I touch you?” Petra asked.
She half-expected Simone to be shocked by such forwardness. Yet wasn’t Petra the one who instigated sex the night before?By asking her if she wanted to do it… go figure.Sometimes, Petra remembered that most people weren’t like her.
Instead, Simone took back the washcloth and wiped the water dripping down her face again. “You’re right,” she said, picking at the edges of the cloth. “I came in here to have sex with you. Then my feet got cold for no reason besides the fact I have a really weird relationship with sex, and I’m always worried I’m going to regret something.”
Petra closed the gap between them, hand entwining with Simone’s. Their height difference wasn’t so strange now. Not when Simone basked in her own subtle femininity and Petra had long trained herself to stand straight. Every half-centimeter counted in her world.
“I don’t set out to make girls regret being with me.” Men? That was another story. One Petra couldn’t help. “I like having a good time. How we jive together… whatever. I’m open to a lot of things. You know what? Something scary happened to you earlier, huh? Bet I could help calm you down.” She yanked the showerhead out of its holster. As water sprayed against the door one moment and the wall the next, Simone tensed up until it finally hit the front of her body. “Promise me you won’t spend the whole time thinking of England. I’ll follow your lead.”
She meant that, too. Even if it meant soon finding herself up against the wall, a kiss on her lips and the showerhead out of her hand. Petra liked it when sex was unpredictable, anyway.
Chapter 13
Youcouldpackagethisup and sell it on the street.Petra’s body rubbed against the slippery shower wall, her head vying with her toes for the title of “Most Overstimulated.”Make a killing on the black market.
Now she was the one associating sex with commodification, but how could she help it?
“That’s it!” Petra’s flailing hand found the short metal handle in the middle of the shower wall and held on for dear life as her feet slipped apart. “Oooh,shit!”
Her eyes were slammed shut and her mouth tasted the hot water that occasionally splashed up into her face. It depended on how Simone was holding it at the moment, never mind if Petra’s sweet Grecian goddess was paying attention or losing herself to the whim of the moment. Petra didn’t mind either way. Water on the face never hurt her before!
Except she knew two things.One.Simone wasn’t afraid to kneel on the shower floor.Two.The water pressure was so intense that the moment Petra’s clit was at its mercy she was already halfway to orgasming.
The best way for Simone to go ahead and push her over the edge was by plunging her tongue into Petra’s navel before slamming her hand onto the first breast it found. Petra guided those wet fingers to her nipple and groaned so loudly that she worried the hotel manager would be summoned. Again.I’d love for some idiot thief to find us like this.The sight would probably give him a brain hemorrhage.Bleeding from the ears while I’m screaming in ecstasy!
Eventually, the showerhead clattered to the floor. Steam coddled Petra’s naked body as her back slowly slid down the wall. After promising she wouldn’t be caught dead lying on this hard-as-shit floor, there she was, succumbing to Simone’s body.
Okay, so she can convince me.Pools of water formed around Petra’s head and torso as Simone came at her between the legs, fingers diving for depravity and lips hunting down the remnants of Petra’s sanity, last seen running for its life between her breasts.
The only time Simone faltered was when Petra realized the floor wasreallyunforgiving and her mouth voiced as much.
“Oh, hell no.” Petra pushed Simone’s hand back between two parting thighs. “Get back in there. Go fucking nuts, girl.” She meant that, too. There was little Petra couldn’t tolerate in the world ofThis Rich Girl Has Five Thousand Places She Wants To Stick That Finger.Or two. Maybe three.
Between feasting on pleasure like it was designed for her own pantheon’s buffet and searching for the showerhead above her scalp, Petra realized that anything she said would be lost to the roar of the bathroom. She was at Simone’s mercy, and the spoiled heiress was taking“go nuts”to the max. Either that or something else had joined them in the shower and thought Petra’s ass the perfect place to hide.
“Fuck!” No matter how much Petra attempted to lift her hips and meet Simone’s hand halfway, she discovered the wet shower would rather give her a concussion. At least she finally found the handle for the showerhead and redirected it forward, where water sprayed against the right side of Simone’s torso. Her startled nature only made her fingers hook deeper into Petra’s body.
“Sorry!” Simone was halfway pulled out before Petra grabbed her wrist and held it in place.I’ll be damned, all right!She was so close to popping, and nothing was going to feel as good as one in the pink and the other in the…
Good thing they were in the shower.
“So we’re clear,” Petra found the wherewithal to say as water once again entered the side of her mouth, “I get to be inyourass at some point before the end of this trip!” Her eyes slammed shut again as her body moved half an inch across the floor. That was the erotic power of Simone’s strong fingers going back where they belonged.You’d never guess it looking at those delicate things.Flipping book pages one minute and plunging into Petra the next! “Harder!”
She had to hand it to Simone – the woman knew how to obey an order in bed. Or the shower, for that matter.
