Chasing Rhodes (Rock Falls #1) by Anne Jolin

I’m in the mood to grant a wish or two.”
    He carries me down the hall towards the bathroom, setting me down in front of the large walk-in glass shower. After turning the water on, he tests to make sure it’s warm before reaching out for my hand and pulling me under the warm spray. He’s standing behind me, lathering soap up in his hands, before he starts to massage my shoulders. It takes almost everything I have to remain upright because it feels fucking amazing.
    My body is sore all over from almost an entire day of nonstop sex— let it be known for the record that I’m not complaining —and I’m exhausted from a week of getting hardly any sleep. He slips his hands to the front of my body and begins to knead my heavy breasts. I let out another moan as my head falls back to rest on his shoulder, feeling his hard cock pressing into my backside. His firm hands are still languidly massaging and washing my tits and it’s causing my pussy to clench with want. I need something to take the edge off. I slide my right hand down across my stomach and start to massage my clit.
    “Yesss,” I hiss out as I can feel my pleasure building.
    He moves his hand to cover mine, and he pushes two of my fingers inside me, pumping them in and out. His other hand is teasing my sensitive nub, and I can feel my walls tightening around my fingers.
    “It’s fucking hot watching you touch yourself,” he says gruffly into my ear, his voice laden with lust as his hand continues to set the pace to my fingers driving in and out of me. He stops suddenly, spinning me around and pressing my body against the wall. “I want you to come with my fingers inside you. With my mouth on that pretty pussy.” He drops to his knees, lifting one of my legs and draping it over his shoulder.
    I can feel his fingers slide through my folds, spreading them apart as he licks his way up my wet pussy . I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything this hot in my entire life. Ever. If I died right now, I could die happy . His blond head is between my thighs, feasting like I’m a five-course meal, and the water is rolling down the muscular planes of his back. He looks up at me, biting down on my clit at the same time that he pushes a finger inside me. It’s all too much, the heat of his stare and the combined sensations. My release hits me hard, and I scream his name, covering his beautiful face in my come.
    He stands up, licking his lips, and I am mesmerized while watching him stroke his impressive length. Fuck, I want him. He spins me around so my back is to him once again and teases my entrance, placing the tip of his thick cock at my entrance and moving it in slow circles. I push my ass back towards him, desperately wanting him inside me.
    “Put your hands on the wall in front of you, Hannah,” he demands, and I do as I’m told. He’s still teasing me, dragging his cock along my folds and rubbing it around my entrance. “I was just checked, Hannah and I’m clean. Are you on birth control, sweetheart? I want to fuck you bare.”
    “Yes!” I answer quickly. I have been since I was sixteen. He’s still teasing me. “Please,” I whimper. I don’t know why he does this to me, makes me beg. “Please fuck me, Greyson. Hard.” I shove my ass towards him again, and that must be his undoing, because he slams into me, bottoming out in my tight pussy. “Oh God! Yes!” I scream, and he continues fucking me with almost brutal force. I can hear his balls slapping my ass as he thrusts in and out, his hands roughly gripping my hips.
    “You’re so tight, sweetheart. So fucking tight,” he groans, and I clench my inner walls against him. This position, with me bent at the waist, allows him to go so deep, slamming into my g-spot every time he drives himself inside. I look back at him over my shoulder and the sight of him has my second orgasm barreling out of me. He’s soaking wet, water dripping from his hair, and his eyes are locked on where our bodies are joined.