Page 105 of The Path to Loving Him
Thick, strong fingers dig into my head where my neck meets my skull, driving away the tension and the stress I carry there. And I want more. I want him to do this forever, to feel him take control of such a sensitive part of my body and do it with such care, but also with the kind of force making me weak.
It’s making me crack.
I find myself leaning into his firm grip.
Moving my head to feel him in certain places.
Attempting to calm my racing heart as he turns on the water again and rinses all the soap out of my hair, gently stroking the strands to help remove the suds.
When he’s done, he turns off the water and moves to my side. My eyes flutter open, and I stare up at him. “Want to soak a little longer?” he asks.
I shake my head.
No, that’s not what I want.
“You’re done?” he asks, and I slowly nod. “Okay.” He reaches into the water and unplugs the bathtub, letting the water drain, then he takes my hand and helps me to my feet. He keeps his eyes away, but I don’t want him to look away.
I want him to take me in.
All of me.
So I press my finger to his chin and force him to look in my direction.
“Gabby,” he says softly. “I . . . I can’t.”
“I know,” I say as I move my hand up his bare chest.
“Then what are you doing?”
I take a deep breath, and on a chance, I say, “Looking for release.” Then I turn around and bend over, gripping the tub on one side and popping my ass up in his direction.
“Jesus Christ,” he says as his hand lands on my backside, soothing over it. “Gabby . . .”
“Make me come.”
“Gabby . . . we said?—”
“Just one more time, please, Ryland? Just fuck me one more time.”
He wavers behind me, trying to keep our promise while also wanting to give in. The moment he washed between my legs, I was done. I broke.
Snapped.
And now I need to feel him.
“Give me your cock. I need you inside me.”
A low rumble falls past his lips as he moves in a step closer, and his hand glides down over my ass. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’ll only hurt me if you don’t give me release. Just fuck me.”
“Christ,” he says as he steps behind me. I hear him rustle around, and when I look over my shoulder, I spot him pushing his shorts and briefs down, freeing his mouth-watering erection.
He’s so hard, which is just what I had hoped. He turned himself on while doing the same to me.
“Yes, fill me with your dick. Make me scream.”
“Fuck, Gabby,” he says right before offering my ass a solid spank.
