Page 52 of Fae's Mate
When he does, my stomach somersaults at the sight of him. Not only is he ridiculously handsome, especially all wet and glistening, but he is clearly enjoying this as much as I am, based on his erection. My cheeks flush instantly, and the muscles between my legs clench.
“Not getting shy, are you?” Taylen teases.
I simply shake my head and re-lather my sponge. Working my way from the bottom, focusing on his toes, his feet, his shins, his knees, his thighs… I swallow. The sight of his hard, quivering cock makes my mouth water and my core ache with emptiness. I diligently clean him, trying my hardest not to think about how good he feels inside me. When I glance up at him, his full mouth is twisted into a smirk. He is clearly enjoying seeing me so flustered. So, I decided to turn the tables.
Re-lathering the sponge, I reposition myself, so I am straddling him. His erection rests along the crease of my backside, and what small amount of cleavage I have is right in his eyeline. That wipes the smirk off his face.
I take each arm, scrubbing them both, then work from his lower stomach all the way up his torso and chest, his shoulders and neck, all the while his heavy breathing fanning my chest.
“Head back,” I order, reaching for the newly filled jug.
I pour the water over his hair, accidentally letting a little of it slosh onto his face. He blinks quickly, and the water makes his eyelashes look thicker. I reach around and apply what passes for fae shampoo into his hair, massaging it into his thick strands, and fingering his scalp. His eyes flutter shut, and he groans. I feel his cock twitch against my backside. Dare I touch his ears… yes, I do.
My thumb skims the tip just a fraction and he hisses.
“Seki…”
“Oops.”
“That was intentional.”
I chuckle, refilling the jug and rinsing out the shampoo. Once his hair is free of suds, I set the jug down and turn my attention to him.
His eyes are still closed, his neck and shoulders taut as he leans back. I watch as his throat bobs and eventually his eyes open. Thick golden lashes and molten copper find me, and my heart skips a beat. He is so handsome; I can no longer resist.
I take his face in my hands and press my mouth to his. His hands are on my waist in an instant and his tongue meets mine in a frenzy.
Pressing down on my knees, I lift myself slightly and reach down between us. I take a firm hold of his cock and position him right where I want him.
“Seki…” he pleads, voice full of need.
Without another word, I lower myself, taking all of him in one smooth motion.
“Fates,” he hisses, as I rise on my knees again, before plunging back down.
Taylen grips my hips, then grinds his own, taking control. I hold on to his shoulders and roll my hips in time with his thrusts. The friction is incredible, and I am already panting.
“Remember what you did to me earlier?” he asks, and before I can respond, one hand leaves my hip, his fingers curling into my hair, thumb gliding up the outer edge of my ear.
Shit.
As he applies pressure with his thumb, it is as if his thumb is between my legs. I pant and moan, completely lost in the sensation, and before I know it, my orgasm is building.
“Taylen…”
I shatter, consumed with bright white light, like an exploding star, and it is all I can do to cling to him and ride out the waves of euphoria as I clamp around him. He bucks under me a few more times before groaning and finding his own release, his arms tightening around me.
He holds me there as we both recover, his fingers trailing up and down my spine, his hot breath on my neck.
“That wasn’t supposed to happen,” I whisper once I remember how to speak.
“No, it was not.”
“You’re a bad influence,” I accuse.
“I believe you started it,” he informs me playfully.
Pulling away slightly, I rest my hands on his chest, and press a heated kiss to his now swollen lips. Then raise my hips and detach myself from him. He grumbles a protest, but I am already wiping myself down.
