couldn’t force her gaze away from him. And damn if her gaze didn’t drop to the semi-erect cock aimed in her direction. Oh shit, she had to get out of here.
Michelle spun and ran for the door. Before she’d made it two steps, Jace leaned out of the shower, captured her from behind, and hauled her into the bathtub, plastering her to his front. She jerked to move away, but he wrapped his arms around her, his body protecting her from the spray of water behind him.
“No.” He spoke against her ear. “Stay.”
Her heart hammered while her breath came in short bursts. She stiffened when his hand slid under her nightshirt, his fingertips gliding over her stomach, sending a pulse of desire straight to her pussy. She bit her lip to keep from groaning aloud. It had been two years since any man had touched her like this.
Her brain tried to make her lady parts see reason. This was wrong. Jace was her friend, and he was gay, damn it. But why? Why was he doing this to her? Confused as hell, she tried to twist free, but he pressed her flat against the tiled wall.
“Jace, wait. We can’t—”
“No talking.” He slipped her glasses off and tossed them on the bathroom counter. “Not a fucking word from you, sweetheart.”
Jace spun her around and eased the hem of her gown up. Michelle opened her mouth to protest, but he raised a brow, challenging her to speak. A wave of undeniable lust overcame her rationale and uncertainty. She snapped her mouth shut and lifted her arms at his prompting. He pulled the shirt over her head, leaving her bare except for her panties.
His hungry gaze raked her body from head to toe. Briefly she wondered how she’d made such a huge mistake. There was no way the sexy, aroused male in front of her was gay. But she was certain of what she’d seen in the woods.
To hell with it. Who cared right now?
He turned her and pressed her to the wall again, her heated cheek resting on the cool tile. Her breasts hardened into two painful points as the ridge of his hard cock pushed against the cleft of her ass. His fingertips brushed down her spine to the band of her underwear. He slipped his hand inside and cupped her ass, and she clenched her hands against the wall to keep from turning and reaching for him.
“Part your legs for me.”
The gruff command should piss her off, but instead she found herself doing as he demanded, widening her stance. His finger skimmed down the seam of her ass to the damp center of her pussy.
“You’re already wet for me, baby.” He eased his forefinger inside her entrance, and she nearly came on the spot. He added his middle finger, working them inside her in a slow sensual rhythm. With her cheek against the shower wall, she panted and moved her hips against his hand as pressure built in her core. When he removed his hand from her panties, she made a sound of protest.
Jace turned her once more, pushing her back to the wall. The heat of his gaze roamed over her breasts, and his nostrils flared as he inhaled a deep breath. He jerked her up off her feet, his hips moved forward, pushing her legs further apart, while his hands held the underside of her thighs. The head of his cock nudged at her entrance shielded by her panties. If she had anything else to say, the intensity in his gaze stole the words from her mouth.
Lowering his head, he encased one of her breasts in the warmth of his mouth. Each strong pull and nip of his teeth caused moisture to pool between her thighs. Michelle raked her nails up his neck and scalp and fisted his hair in her hands as her pussy throbbed with need to feel him move inside her.
Jace released her breast and ran his tongue from her chest to her collarbone. He lightly bit the tender flesh between her shoulder and neck, and she moaned from the stinging mix of pain and pleasure. Holy shit, she’d never been so turned on in all her life.
He tugged her forward against his cock. The thick head rubbed over her sensitive clit as he rocked his hips
Michelle spun and ran for the door. Before she’d made it two steps, Jace leaned out of the shower, captured her from behind, and hauled her into the bathtub, plastering her to his front. She jerked to move away, but he wrapped his arms around her, his body protecting her from the spray of water behind him.
“No.” He spoke against her ear. “Stay.”
Her heart hammered while her breath came in short bursts. She stiffened when his hand slid under her nightshirt, his fingertips gliding over her stomach, sending a pulse of desire straight to her pussy. She bit her lip to keep from groaning aloud. It had been two years since any man had touched her like this.
Her brain tried to make her lady parts see reason. This was wrong. Jace was her friend, and he was gay, damn it. But why? Why was he doing this to her? Confused as hell, she tried to twist free, but he pressed her flat against the tiled wall.
“Jace, wait. We can’t—”
“No talking.” He slipped her glasses off and tossed them on the bathroom counter. “Not a fucking word from you, sweetheart.”
Jace spun her around and eased the hem of her gown up. Michelle opened her mouth to protest, but he raised a brow, challenging her to speak. A wave of undeniable lust overcame her rationale and uncertainty. She snapped her mouth shut and lifted her arms at his prompting. He pulled the shirt over her head, leaving her bare except for her panties.
His hungry gaze raked her body from head to toe. Briefly she wondered how she’d made such a huge mistake. There was no way the sexy, aroused male in front of her was gay. But she was certain of what she’d seen in the woods.
To hell with it. Who cared right now?
He turned her and pressed her to the wall again, her heated cheek resting on the cool tile. Her breasts hardened into two painful points as the ridge of his hard cock pushed against the cleft of her ass. His fingertips brushed down her spine to the band of her underwear. He slipped his hand inside and cupped her ass, and she clenched her hands against the wall to keep from turning and reaching for him.
“Part your legs for me.”
The gruff command should piss her off, but instead she found herself doing as he demanded, widening her stance. His finger skimmed down the seam of her ass to the damp center of her pussy.
“You’re already wet for me, baby.” He eased his forefinger inside her entrance, and she nearly came on the spot. He added his middle finger, working them inside her in a slow sensual rhythm. With her cheek against the shower wall, she panted and moved her hips against his hand as pressure built in her core. When he removed his hand from her panties, she made a sound of protest.
Jace turned her once more, pushing her back to the wall. The heat of his gaze roamed over her breasts, and his nostrils flared as he inhaled a deep breath. He jerked her up off her feet, his hips moved forward, pushing her legs further apart, while his hands held the underside of her thighs. The head of his cock nudged at her entrance shielded by her panties. If she had anything else to say, the intensity in his gaze stole the words from her mouth.
Lowering his head, he encased one of her breasts in the warmth of his mouth. Each strong pull and nip of his teeth caused moisture to pool between her thighs. Michelle raked her nails up his neck and scalp and fisted his hair in her hands as her pussy throbbed with need to feel him move inside her.
Jace released her breast and ran his tongue from her chest to her collarbone. He lightly bit the tender flesh between her shoulder and neck, and she moaned from the stinging mix of pain and pleasure. Holy shit, she’d never been so turned on in all her life.
He tugged her forward against his cock. The thick head rubbed over her sensitive clit as he rocked his hips
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