Page 302 of Under Her Skin
“A hell of a lot,” I hear Blainesay.
Wiping the steam off the clear shower door, I see he’s found me and is opening the door to join me. “Won’t you come right in?” I laugh and rinse the shampoo out of myhair.
“I’ll drive you home so you can get ready for work, then I’ll take you. We can go in together this morning. I’ll call my office and let them know,” hesays.
“That might look kind of bad, Blaine. Why don’t you come a little later? I don’t want to get the gossip started already,” I tell him as I pick up theconditioner.
He takes it out of my hand, fills his with it, then rubs it into my hair. “So I’m assuming you don’t plan on putting it out there that you and I are togethernow.”
“Well, it’s so quick. I don’t want anyone to think I’m a gold-digging slut. It’s nothing personal—just that this is where I have to work,” I tell him and watch his frown ease up abit.
“Well, I get to be with you all day, and I guess I can see where you’re coming from. But you’re still untouchable, right?” heasks.
“Untouchable?”
“Yes,” he says, then his hand moves between my legs. “That still belongs tome.”
I know I’m blushing as I stutter, “Uh, yeah, if youwant.”
He moves forward, pressing me between him and the wall. His lips touch my ear. “I want you. So tell me what I want to hear, baby.” His mouth is hot on my neck, and I can’t believe how quickly he’s made my insides get all shaky. I’m soaking wet forhim.
“It’s your pussy, Blaine,” I whisper as my arms go around his neck, and then he’s kissingme.
His cock is swelling against my stomach, and my vagina is pulsing with need for him. I wrap my legs around him and he takes my hips and moves me until he sinks his hot, throbbing cock intome.
I groan with pain, as I am so damn sore, it’s not even funny. But with only a few strokes, he has me feeling only pleasure as he moves back andforth.
His mouth leaves mine and moves around to my neck where he nibbles, licks, teases, and sucks until I’m coming undone and shrieking hisname.
I feel the tears again, and I’ve never been moved to tears by any man before. I don’t even know why the hell it keeps happening. His soft kisses pepper my face as he keeps stroking. My orgasm keeps going, then, and when his heat fills me, my body goes into deeper quakes of desire andecstasy.
I can’t believe how amazing the sex is with thisman!
BLAINE
She is taking my breath away as I watch her comb her hair out. “Let me braid it for you,” I say as I walk up behind her, dressed in my scrubs already. “I kind of made some pretty great marks on this side of your neck, but I think a nice braid falling over your shoulder will keep them underwraps.”
She stretches her long neck out as she looks in the mirror. “Blaine! Damnit!”
“Shh, I can fix this. That’s not nearly as bad as the marks I left on your ass,” I say, then pull up the towel she’s wrapped around herself and turn her so she can see them in the mirror. “Better keep that thing covered up too if you don’t want anyone to know what we did lastnight.”
She bats at my shoulder. “Yourogue!”
“Rogue, huh?” I ask, then run my hand over her ass. “You weren’t bitching when I was making those marks,baby.”
“Stop messing around. I have to get to the hospital to relieve the night nurse. And we still have to stop at my place so I can change.” She pushes me away and grabs up her dirtyclothes.
“No, here. I have some sweats you can put on for me to take you home. Just leave those there. My maid will clean them and they’ll be hanging in my closet for you. You can leave them here along with that bra and panty set. I think you should bring some of your clothes over here so we don’t have to do this everymorning.”
“I think you think I’m going to be doing this most nights, and I am not. Maybe two times a week,” she says as she pulls the clotheson.
“We’ll see,” I say, knowing full well she’s going to get a lot hornier than she thinks she is.I’m going to see tothat.
Taking her by the hand once she’s dressed, I lead her through the house to the garage. “Damn, Blaine, this place isenormous.”
I open the door off the mudroom to the garage and watch her reaction as I turn the overhead lights on. “Pick your chariot,princess.”
“Blaine! I can’t even count all the cars in here. This is way too many cars!” She points at the one that’s three cars away from us. “Is that the BatMobile?”
