Page 31 of Wild Rush
“Soon.” He kissed her. Not a quick peck but a tongue-swiping, mouth-sucking mating of lips that had her limbs trembling and her breath stalling. “Hmm…I like you all soft.”
Soft? She was giving toasted marshmallows a run for their money. “Rush.”
“Shh.” He licked the shell of her ear. “I promise I won’t let you fall.”
She knew he wouldn’t. The only place she’d be falling while in his capable hands was off the cliff of ecstasy. Leaning against the wall, Reena closed her eyes and let him take her on a ride of sweet bliss. His hands and fingers stroked and teased every part of her from shoulders to toes.
He took special care of her breasts. Working them over and over until the peaks were hard knots of pounding need. He left them wanting, moved lower to tease between her legs in the same mind-blowingly frustrating build of pleasure before backing off and moving on.
Her thighs quivered as he ran his hands over them. Her knees shook when cupped them in his palms, his fingers brushing the backs in a tickling caress. When he stroked down her shins to her feet, he made sure to massage the calves that had already received his tender care. And then he took care of her feet.
Heel, arch, toes, nothing got left out. He probed, stroked, pressed. One foot at a time, Rush spoiled her with his undivided attention. If he didn’t already have a job, Reena would suggest he get one giving foot massages. She’d paid for plenty and never had one this good.
His fingers trailed back up her body before disappearing.
“Hey.” She opened her eyes to find him standing in front of her, grinning.
“All clean.”
“That’s it? You’re finished?”
Rush nodded. “I didn’t miss anything, did I?”
No, he hadn’t. And she was a quivering mess of unfulfilled sexual need to prove it. Two could play that game. Smiling, she reached for the soap. “My turn.”
Rush’s smile sent her pulse racing and her tummy dipping. “Have at it,” he said, and held his arms out. “I’m all yours.”
Oh yes, he was. Every sexy inch of him was hers to play with. Lathering her hands, she pondered where to start. Should she follow his lead or take her own path?
“Whenever you’re ready.”
“Don’t rush me. I need to decide on the best course of action.”
“Any action would be good right now,” he muttered.
Reena smiled. “Feeling a little frustrated, are you?” She slid a soapy hand down his abdomen, only to stop short of touching his erection. “I’m familiar with the emotion. Not sure I can help you find relief, seeing as how I haven’t gotten any yet.”
Rush eyed her through narrowed lids. “You ready to play that game?”
“I’m ready for anything you’ll give me.”
***
Rush sucked in a breath and clenched his jaw. The woman was trying to kill him. She’d stroked every part of him except the bits that wanted her touch the most. He’d never known his nipples were sensitive until Reena had swirled her fingers around them, never getting close enough to deliver a satisfying brush or tweak.
She’d grazed her fingernails on his skin in places that shouldn’t send bolts of lust shooting into his balls, but he’d be damned if she didn’t know exactly where and how to touch him for maximum effect.
“Reena.”
“Hmm…?” One hand slid over his ass, the other up his chest.
“You’re killing me.” His cock pulsed so hard he thought it would burst.
“Do you need something?” She smiled cheekily up at him as she lowered to her knees, his cock bobbing in front of her face. “Did I miss somewhere?”
“Fuck.” He clenched his hands to stop them from reaching out and grabbing her head. Dragging her closer so he could shove her face into his aching groin. “I can’t take much more.”
He’d been the one to start this, thinking he had it under control. He was the expert after all. But fuck him. Reena might not have experience, however, she made up for it with enthusiasm. That innate sensuality he’d detected had come screaming to the forefront and he’d been on the receiving end of the most sublime, erotic sponge bath minus the sponge he’d ever imagined.
