Page 40 of Hell on an Angel
“I could mess with your pussy instead.”
“You do that and we’re leaving tomorrow.”
Chuckling at her, Cree rolled off her. Climbing out of bed, he headed for the shower. If she fell back asleep, he’d drag her out of the bed by her ankles. “I’m grabbing a shower.”
Kennedy lifted her head, watching a naked Cree head into the bathroom. Shit! If he got a shower first, there wouldn’t be any hot water for her. Scrambling out of the bed, she grabbed her hair tie from the nightstand and hustled after him. Wrapping her thick hair into a tight bun, she used her hip to stop him from shutting the door. “I’m showering with you.”
Cree closed the door so the heat wouldn’t escape. “I won’t say no.”
“Showering, mister. That’s all we have time for.”
“Mmhmm.”
“Don’t look at me like that.”
Cree held up his hands in surrender. Reaching in, he turned on the water and waited for it to heat up When she bent over and stripped out of the pajama pants she’d slept in, he groaned. Her ass was a thing of beauty. Running a hand along his cock, he was starting to miss her sleeping in his shirt. The shirt gave him easy access to her. The pajamas got in his way, and he’d make sure they got left behind. “Water’s warm,” he told her as he stepped into the shower.
Kennedy followed him in. When she pulled the curtain closed behind them, she wrapped her arms around Cree’s waist and pressed her lips against his back. “You said just a shower,” he reminded her with a smirk.
“I’m just getting my morning hug.”
Cree turned around, keeping her arms around his waist. “I didn’t get mine either.”
“I didn’t get a morning kiss.”
“You got a nip to your ass.”
“I thought a crab pinched me.”
Cree leaned back and looked down at Kennedy. “What?”
“I was dreaming of white sandy beaches and warm, soft waves. Then you bit me.”
Laughing, Cree went in for what was supposed to be a quick kiss, but nothing about kissing Kennedy was ever quick.
Her body was so welcoming. He loved the feel of her wrapped around him. Small moans tickled his ear, followed by soft demands for him to hurry. She knew he couldn’t be near her naked and not touch her. His cock was already weeping for her pussy. Pressing her back against the shower wall, he didn’t make her wait. Lifting her up, Kennedy wrapped her legs around his waist as his cock laid against her stomach, hard and greedy. She reached between them and stroked him, guiding the head into her. It was all he needed. Cree slammed into her, gritting his teeth as he tried to keep control over the demands of his own body.
Sliding out and back in, her cries of pleasure brought him closer to the edge. “Fuck, you feel good,” he moaned.
Kennedy’s trembling thighs gripped his waist as her heels dug into his ass, trying to keep him right where she wanted him. Her eyes were hooded as she watched their bodies coming together.
She wanted to see, to watch as his body took hers, the shower clouded in steam made it difficult. His voice commanding, he told her to let go and give him what he wanted. “Please, oh god,” she moaned as his teeth scraped along her neck..
“Give it to me, katawasisiw.” His voice was barely audible as he pounded into her.
Kennedy’s body tightened as she moved in rhythm with his, making her clit tingle from the friction. “Harder, Cree. Harder,” she begged. “Just a little more. Oh fuck.”
Dropping her head to his shoulder, Kennedy lost the battle as the orgasm exploded from her. Gripping him tighter, her pussy clenched around his shaft with little aftershocks, making her tighten her arms around his neck. She couldn’t stop herself from continuing to move over his cock. She wanted more. Another orgasm started to mount, and she knew Cree felt it too by the way he moved in and out of her, faster, harder. Her head dropped back as she cried out his name. She felt his release as ropes of cum jetted against her walls. Moaning softly, she let her head rest on his shoulder.
“So much for a just a shower,” he said with a hint of cockiness.
Kennedy started chuckling, which forced Cree to slip from her body. Squeezing tighter, she tried keeping him inside her a little longer, but her laughter was her undoing. Dropping her legs from Cree’s waist, he let her down. “The water’s getting cooler.”
“It’s your fault.” Reaching back, Cree cranked the hot water up. It was a mad rush to get showered before it ran out. Kennedy screamed when the water turned cold, almost taking down the shower curtain trying to get out.
Shutting off the water, Cree yanked the curtain open, shaking his head at her. “You’d sacrifice me to save your ass, wouldn’t you?”
“Maybe.” Wrapping a towel around her wet body, she moved closer to the shower. Going up on her tiptoes, she kissed him. “I’m about to open the door.”
