Page 80 of Extradition (Mobsters + Billionaires 1)
I shift back and forth, trying to take advantage. “Jesus, Rand. It’s like this shower is fucking me.”
“Is that okay?” he asks, blinking up at me. His little innocent act doesn’t fool me one bit, but it does make me harder.
Pinning him against the wall, I take him in a rough kiss. At the same time, I angle my ass to get a bit more of that solid pressure in the back. I edge myself for several minutes, nipping his lips and neck when his hands threaten to lose their grip.
Finally, I step back from the kiss. “Wash us.”
He lets go of my ass and produces a bar of soap, finely milled, smelling of man and leather. He runs a luxurious washcloth over my body then his, carefully cleaning every inch.
When he tosses aside the washcloth, I take him in a heated kiss. “Good boy. Now, eat my ass.”
He presses another kiss to my lips, then dips under my arms. The nipple jets are in full force again, riding me hard, and I grit my teeth, groaning in pleasure. His satisfied chuckle makes my cock twitch.
He circles around behind me, and I glance over my shoulder as he kneels, spreading my cheeks. I wait for it and am not disappointed.
“You…you’re…hairy!”
“Baby, I’m Italian.”
His glare could start a forest fire, and I wink back. “Don’t be shy. Get all the way in there. My hairy hole isn’t going to rim itself.”
Grumbling, he begins to assault my ass with his tongue. I loved the water, but his hot tongue aggressively lapping at my hole is another experience entirely. He pauses for a moment and stands, hitting another button on the panel as he curses me under his breath. His ears are a blotchy red, and his elegant cock is as hard as I’ve ever seen it.
As he kneels again behind me, a new set of jets seem to cradle my balls.
“Fu—” I cut off the attempted curse as his tongue breaches me. “Fucking good boy. Yes.”
The pulsing rhythm of the water changes, bringing with it all new sensations. I shift my hips so my cock can get in on the action.
He pulls back. “Am I doing this right?”
I look over my shoulder, nodding as I bite my lower lip. “Get the fuck back in there.”
He gives me a private smile that sends another wave of lust and pleasure through me, with a dark edge of emotion that seems to creep up whenever we’re in the same room.
Before I can think too much about what any of that means, he goes back to eating me out like his life depends on it, licking and nipping at the sensitive nerve endings. After several minutes of this, pushing myself to the edge and pulling back, adjusting my stance so the various parts of me shift in and out of the intense, pulsing streams of water, I’m almost out of my mind.
Finally, I step away from his talented mouth. I’m breathing heavily and everywhere the water touches my body is too much.
“Turn it off.”
Looking rather pleased with himself, he rises carefully and hits a button on the panel.
“Dry us off.”
After running luxurious towels over our bodies, he leans in for a kiss that gets heated in a second.
“Grab your ankles,” I command, flicking one of his sensitive nipples.
Flushing, he leans over, and I grab his towel, carefully drying any stray droplets that I find. “Good. Now let’s get into bed.”
He takes my hand and leads me into his room. I flop onto the luxuriously plush bed, grinning up at him, my hard cock bouncing with me. He grins and leans in to take a few quick sucks with his perfect mouth.
“Prepare my hole.” He shivers at the bass in my voice and immediately grabs the bottle from his nightstand.
Turning away from me, he spreads the lube on his fingers, then reaches behind himself, pulling back a cheek so I can watch him.
“Rand, baby. You aren’t paying attention.”
