Page 70 of The Devil's Tattoo
“I need to take a shower.” I slid out of bed, wrapping the top sheet around myself, but our fingers were still linked, and he pulledmeback.
“After last night, you’re embarrassed about me looking at you?” he asked withagrin.
“Stop it,” I said with a smalllaugh.
Before I could get up, he tugged the sheet away, and cold air caressed my skin. I watched as his gaze took in every inch of my exposed body,devouring.
“You don’t have any reason to be embarrassed,”hesaid.
“Well, in that case,” I declared, and to his amusement, I stood up and wandered into the bathroom completelynaked.
Turning on the shower, I smiled to myself. The feeling of contentment was so warm I didn’t want it to go away. I was more confident in myself than I’d ever been. I held my hand underneath the flow of water waiting for it to warm up, my skin prickling with goose bumps. The door eased open behind me, and I didn’t have to look up to know what Willwanted.
His lips brushed against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine and into all the right places. “Did you really think I could stay in the other room knowing you were in here naked and rubbing soap all overyourself?”
His hands ran down my waist and over my hips, and when his fingers found their way between my legs, I let out a gasp and fell back against his chest, my eyesclosing.
“Get in,” he ordered, guiding me into the shower. His dominance didn’t bother me one bit. I’d never been with a man who paid so much attention to mebefore.
The warm water cascaded over our bodies, washing away evidence from last night, but Will was far from done. He was hard against my lower back, his fingers circling my clit, lips against my neck. A hand came up, cupping my breast, a nipple rolling between his thumb and forefinger. It was so overwhelming that a strangled moan escaped my lips, and my hands slid over his, pushing his fingers toward myopening.
“You feel so good,” he murmured, slipping a finger inside and grinding his erection intomyass.
As a second finger joined the first, I rolled my hips into his hand, his palm rubbing against myclit. “Will.”
He moved his fingers in and out, circling is palm against me, and I felt another orgasm building inside. Letting my inhibitions go, my head fell back into the crook of his neck as a loud moan came from that deep place inside me that only Will seemed toinhabit.
“Come for me, Zoe,” he murmured, nipping the edge of my jaw with his teeth. “Comeforme.”
Rolling with each thrust of his fingers had rubbed his erection into my ass, and I could feel the tension in his body against mine, but he didn’t stop to please himself. He worked me harder with his hand, faster until the spasms of another shattering orgasm washed over me, my insides clenching around his fingers. I cried out his name over and over, not caring what he thought, only feeling the pleasure he’d pulsed through my bodyagain.
Only when he pulled away, turning me around to face him, did I see the effect in his features. His eyes burned with fire, and that fire wasforme.
“Fuck, Zoe.” He groaned and pressed me back into the cool tiles, his lips on mine and his erection against my stomach. His kiss was deep and full of lust as his tongue tasted every inchofmine.
When he pulled away, he gazed at me with hooded eyes, his teeth tugging against hisbottomlip.
Remembering what he’d asked me last night, I reached out for him, my fingers wrapping around his hard length. “What do you want?” I asked, myvoicelow.
He drew in a sharp hiss when I moved my hand up, a thumb circling his tip. His hips rolled forward, pushing my hand downagain.
“That,” he murmured, his forearms resting against the tiles either side of me, my back still hardagainstthem.
As I ran my hand up and down his length, he dropped his head against my shoulder, and my skin tingled with the gusts of his laboredbreathing.
“Faster.” He lightly grazed my neck with his teeth, a deep moan rumbling into me. I worked him harder with my hand, squeezing gently as the water from the shower pounded over us. My other hand grasped his ass, fingernails biting into skin, and he thrust harder, growling in uninhibitedpleasure.
“Come for me,” I whispered into his ear, and with another thrust into my tight fingers, he came hard, spilling against my stomach in hotbursts.
“God, Zoe.” He breathed hard against my cheek, his body sagging against mine. “I never knew it could feellikethis.”
“Neither did I,” I whispered, reveling in the feel of his naked body against mine. “NeitherdidI.”
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After breakfastat the motel buffet, Will decided he wanted to take me for a walk. It wasn’t a long walk on the beach as he jokingly put it but a long walk down the main drag of town instead. The ocean was a couple of hours drive to the south, and we had a show that night. Show trumped beach if youaskedme.
We walked hand in hand in the sunshine, our shoulders rammed together, and it was a miracle we didn’t bash into anything the way we kept looking at each other like lovesickteenagers.
