Page 49 of Point of Infinity
He kneeled and removed my boots and socks and then my leggings.
I yanked on his T-shirt, and he pulled it up over his head. He stood. I pushed his jeans and boxers down his legs. He had kicked off his boots. I kissed his abs and sank to my knees.
His cock stood at attention.
My mouth watered.
“Baby, I’m too tired to even stand.” He reached for me and walked me back into the shower. The water stung as it hit my back.
“Too hot?” He rubbed my back.
“No, it’s perfect.” I let the water rain down on me, not worrying about the curly mess I’d have to deal with later. I was horny, but it would have to wait. The two things I wanted more than sex were getting clean and sleep.
He slicked his hands with a manly spice of shower gel.
“I’m going to smell like you.” I inhaled.
“Is that a bad thing?” He chuckled.
“Nope.”
He ran his hand over every inch of my front. “Turn around.” He did the same to my back. The horny meter was working its way over sleep.
His fingers ran down the crack in my ass and swiped over my backside.
“Don’t tease me.” I whimpered and leaned into his touch.
“Don’t worry,” he whispered. “Give me a few hours of sleep and then I’ll take care of you.”
I grunted.
“Greedy girl.” He finished washing me and then rinsed me off with the handheld showerhead. The soap ran down the drain.
“My turn.” I held out my hands. He dumped the shower gel into my palms. I soaped them up, getting a nice lather before I rubbed his shoulders and chest.
“You have five minutes, Kenzie.”
I pouted. “That’s not nearly enough time.” I made my way down to his cock and squeezed. “Surely you have more stamina than a teenager who just discovered how to yank his dick.”
“You are rather crass, you know that?”
“Yeah, well, that’s me. Take it or leave it.” I gripped his balls and massaged them with my other hand while stroking him with the other hand.
“Fuck. That feels good.” He lifted his arms in the air and gripped the side of the shower stall. “On your knees.”
“I thought you were too tired for that.” I slowly lowered myself to the floor. His cock glistened at the end.
“Yeah, well, I wouldn’t be able to sleep with my balls ready to explode.” He rinsed his lower half off with the showerhead. “Clock’s ticking, Kenzie.”
Cocky bastard.
Clean and inbed next to the man who was my first crush felt surreal. He starred in so many fantasies, and while he was as hard and rough as I imagined, he held me like I was the most precious thing in his world.
I traced one of the infinity symbols on his chest. It sat at an angle, covering his heart. The symbol appeared in most of the tattoo designs on his body. I made it my secret mission to find them all. “Have you heard about the Point of Infinity theory?”
“I have.” He ran his fingers down my back. “Two parallel lines going on for infinity will eventually meet. Theoretically.” He kissed the top of my head.
“Yeah, and when they meet”—I lifted my head—“chaos and destruction ensue.”
