Page 55 of Cold Foot Revenge
She startled hard when there was a soft knock at the door.
“Come in,” she invited him.
Oh, the rawness in Dylan’s bright blue eyes as he stood there in the doorway. A dozen emotions washed over his face, and she couldn’t read them fast enough. All she knew was her heart hurt for what he and his brother had gone through. The more she learned, the more she understood how strong the Hoffman brothers were.
He didn’t say a word, just closed the distance between them. She was ready for what he would do because she’d seen it coming. It was there in the hunger in his eyes. Roxy reached for him as he pulled her roughly to him and kissed her. His hands were to her hair in an instant, gripping her, holding her impossibly close.
He released her with a soft smack and dragged nipping kisses down her throat. Roxy threw her head back and closed her eyes at the harsh bathroom light.
“Do you need your head to go quiet?” she whispered.
Dylan straightened up and kissed her lips again and then moved to her ear. Softly, he said, “It already is.”
Her smile was instant. What power she felt, wielding the ability to quiet a good man’s mind.
She tugged the hem of his oversized shirt upward and freed herself from the fabric.
He backed off enough to drag a fiery gaze down her body, and back up. The wicked smile that tugged at the corners of his lips said he liked what he saw. His hands went to her hips and he squeezed. They drifted up her ribs to her breasts, and he turned her in his arms and hugged her from behind. She held gently to the shower curtain to keep her balance as he massaged her breast in one hand and gripped her waist with the other.
She rolled her hips back against him because she had to. Her body needed to be closer to him. To tease him. To beg him.
He ground against her, and she huffed a little sigh at how good it felt to be this close to him.
Dylan reached forward and shoved the shower curtain to the side, then shoved his jeans down and kicked out of them smoothly. His shirt hit the ground next and then he guided her over the shallow ledge of the shower and tested the water before he eased her under the jets of warm water, her back to the shower head.
The next kiss consumed her. He thrust his tongue into her mouth immediately, and the gentleness was done. Now there was a desperation to his touch that she adored. She had yearned to be wanted just…like…this. She’d wanted a man to look past her occupation, and to need her for her. To need her as the woman she was, not the fantasy. The water felt good splashing against her back as his hands massaged every inch of her. His cock was so hard, and stood at full mast, pressed between them, and she gripped it, needing to feel the slide of her hand up and down on his shaft.
The groan in his throat was the sexiest sound she’d ever heard. She wanted him…no…sheneededhim inside of her. Nothing would feel right in her world until he was moving within her.
She eased his cock downward toward her sex, asking, and he understood. Dylan drove her back against the shower wall and slid into her. He was big, but the stretch felt so good, she uttered his name on a shaking breath.
“Fuuck,” he growled out, easing back by inches and thrusting into her again. She was already so wet, so ready.
That man went to work, but she noticed something important about him right away. He was testing what she liked, driving in to her hard, then shallow, adjusting as she clawed hernails on his back, or paying attention to the noises she made. When she told him, “Right there,” he grinned into their kiss and stroked into her harder, just the way she needed it. The pressure was building and building inside of her, and it felt so good. “I don’t want it to stop,” she uttered mindlessly. “Please don’t stop.”
“I’ve got you,” he promised, and she knew he did. She knew he wouldn’t finish before her. She knew what he’d been doing, testing different paces, touching her in different places. He was learning her body.
Had she found it? Had she found him? Had she found a man who got off on giving orgasms? She’d never finished with a man before but tonight was different. It felt different. It felt bigger.
The bite on her collarbone was burning under the splash of warm water, but she didn’t care. He was slamming into her with such raw power, and she was crying out mindlessly over and over now, so close.
She’d never gotten this far before with a man. She’d never finished like this. “Dylan! Fuck, right there!”
Oh, he knew what he was doing. He didn’t hesitate or change pace. He drove into her over and over just perfectly.
He grabbed her hand and pressed it above her head on the wet shower tiles as he rammed into her, jerking her body with his thrusts. He gripped her hand so hard, and she held his back in desperation.
“Come for me,” he demanded, and oh what those words did to her.
She closed her eyes, and her body gripped his cock with the first pulses of absolute pleasure. She screamed out as he slammed into her harder. Her orgasm had never been like this when she’d taken care of herself. It had never felt so body-shattering. It had never lasted so long or felt so good.
“Good,” he gritted out, and then pushed the shower curtain to the side, ripped a towel off the rack, and threw it on the ground. “Hands and knees,” he said.
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. She would do literally anything he asked right now. She loved how in control and confident he was like this. He wanted her from behind? Good.
She fell to her knees and then rested on her elbows, her ass in the air for him.
He slid into her, and she was still pulsing from her orgasm. She cried out at how big he was, but the stretch felt so damn good. He locked his arm next to her cheek, and she rested there, on his forearm as he drove into her. Her tits were bouncing against the towel as he fucked her. And then he did something she didn’t understand. He reached around the front of her and pressed his fingers right above where he was sliding into her. Oh, that felt good. Holy shit, that felt really good! The pressure started building again instantly with his hand pressing right there, and now she was getting close again.
