Page 56 of Hell House
I start the shower up letting the water fall over me, my towel hung up on the hook outside the stall. The soft consistent pelting of warm water over my skin is just what I need. I let myself drift, not paying attention to how long I’ve been here, just the sensation of water running over me.
“Salem.” My eyes fly open at the sound of Pierce’s voice on the other side of the curtain. I can see his outline as he drags a finger along the seam of the plastic. I’m certain the opaque covering isn’t hiding much of my naked outline.
“What are you doing here, Pierce?” I ask, far breathier than I intend. He grips the edge of the curtain with his fingers. My heart races wondering if he’s going to yank it open.
“I want to see you.” His voice sounds tortured, and shit does it affect me. He’s waiting, I notice, for my response.
I wait a beat before I croak out, “Okay.” I’m not sure he heard me, when he rips open the curtain, eyes roaming over my wet naked body. He steps in, closing the curtain behind him, crowding me against the wall of water cascading over me.
“You’re beautiful.” He exhales.
“And you’re fully clothed.” His socks are soaked through. I spot a large bulge straining against his gray sweatpants, obviously happy by what he sees.
“Can I touch you, Salem? I feel like if I don’t, I’m going to die.”
“That would be a tragedy.” I say working my fingers over my body, spending time to circle my pert nipples. He follows the movement.
“Please.” He growls, his green eyes almost eaten up entirely by his blown-out pupils.
“I’m not your girlfriend.” I say, waiting for his agreement.
“What would you rather be?”
“Not sure. What can you offer me?”
He palms his cock, pulling it out for me to see it’s length in its entirety. The sight of it makes me salivate, but I don’t dare admit that I’ve thought about what it would be like to have that in my mouth. In my body.
He’s bigger than I’ve ever seen, and I don’t know if I could handle how girthy and long he is. I wasn’t just appeasing him by telling him he had a monster cock. It was an accurate assessment that has me missing my vibrator.
“I’ll let you touch me, on one condition…”
His eyes flare, “Anything.”
“You can only use your mouth and hands.”
He scowls at me, but yanks his clothes off, tossing them over the top. His socks land with a wet thwap onto the tile. He moves towards me like a predator, joining me under the shower head, making his dark blonde hair look almost brunette.
“This doesn’t make me yours.” He growls at my declaration before slamming his lips on mine. I feel the length of him bobbing against my stomach as he tilts my head back, deepening our kiss. God, he drives me fucking crazy. I already feel myself getting wet and not from the shower. He cups my breasts leaving nibbling kisses down my neck until he sucks in one of my pink nipples.
“You’re fucking driving me insane.” He says as he drops my breasts, cupping my ass with one hand and spreading my slit with his other hand. “Is this all wet for me, baby?”
I nod, aching for him to touch me. He drops to his knees.
“I don’t kneel for anyone, Salem.” He licks my clit with a rough sweep of his tongue.
“Then what are you doing down there for me?”
“Fucking worshipping your pretty cunt.” He sticks a finger into my sex as he lays a sloppy kiss over my sensitive clit, pulling it into his mouth by his teeth.
“Oh fuck.” I hitch one of my legs over his shoulder, letting him have better access which he makes perfect use of by slipping in two more fingers and assaulting my clit with his talented tongue.
“Come for me, Salem. Come on my face.” He says slapping my ass as he buries his face right between my legs. I work my fingers through his wet hair, as my orgasm builds. I squeeze my legs around his head as he sucks my clit right as I’m about to explode, he slips in a fourth finger and has my entire body shaking with release. I scream out, lights flickering above us as I come hard all over his tongue. He lets go, and I’m a puddle of sensations. Barely able to stand up. He grips my hips as he stands up, kissing my stomach on his way.
“Baby.” He says leaning over me. His mussed hair dripping small water droplets down. He takes my mouth, coating the taste of me over my tongue. It’s tastes sweet and I’m suddenly wishing I hadn’t drawn the line at just his mouth and fingers. He pecks my lips one more time, before stepping back, taking his rock-hard cock away with him. I watch as he lifts my towel off the hanger and wraps it around his bottom half. He’s scooped up his clothes and is out the door before I have a chance to run after him.
“Fuck you, Pierce!” I yell after him, standing there completely wet and naked and confused.Shit.
I look around the bathroom, and thankfully there’s a few towels inside one of the cabinets. I wrap myself in it’s freshly laundered comfort and stalk off up the stairs. Goddamn fucking Pierce Ledger and his mind-blowing orgasms and the way he can kiss me stupid. Well fuck him, two could play that game.
