Voluptuous by Natasha Moore

were reflected in her expression as well.
    Sam lifted her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles.
“That was amazing.”
    Meredith nodded. She couldn’t even speak, her throat was so
full of feelings she didn’t know how to express. Didn’t think she could
express. Didn’t even think she should.
    “I think a shower is in order for both of us,” Sam said. She
took his hand and he helped her up. Gravity and oily skin caused some of Sam’s
thick cream to slide between her breasts. “I got a crazy thrill seeing my come
land on your body. As if I marked you as mine.”
    His? Was he saying he wanted her to be his? Or just that he
liked marking a woman that way? Too many thoughts, too many emotions. Way too
soon. But she let him lead her into the adjoining bath and she barely resisted
before he pulled her into the shower with him. She’d never shared a shower with
anyone else. Luckily the stall was roomy enough for the both of them. The large
gray tiles lining the stall were clean and masculine. The water from the large
rainfall showerhead was hot and relaxing. The soap smelled like Sam, a spicy
clean scent she would always think of as his.
    Sam sudsed up a soft round sponge and smiled at her. “Let
me.” He reached out and slowly washed the oil and come from her breasts. The
sponge slid sensuously over her, sending shivers along the surface of her skin.
He paid special attention to her nipples and she moaned as he stimulated them
into hard little beads.
    Following his lead, she smoothed another soft soapy sponge
over his sculpted chest, giving his pecs and abs plenty of attention before
taking it lower. Their gazes met, held, as they washed each other, making this
every bit as intimate as what they’d shared earlier.
    After they were both clean, Meredith soaped her breasts, covering
them in thick, white lather, not even pretending this was for anything other
than Sam’s pleasure. He moaned as he watched her with a heated smile. She
couldn’t resist leaning into his chest before the water could rinse her clean,
sharing her lather with him. Her nipples tingled as they brushed across his
chest, her breasts soaping him in a whole new way.
    Sam slid his soapy sponge between Meredith’s legs and when
her knees weakened and she grabbed his shoulders, her sponge slipped out of her
hand and shot across the shower floor. When she bent over to pick it up, he
groaned.
    “Don’t tempt me.”
    “I don’t know what you mean.” She wriggled her ass and
laughed, letting him know she was fully aware of what he was talking about. She
tossed the sponge to him over her shoulder.
    He caught it and his laughter joined hers, ringing off the
tiles and creating an erotic harmony. “You make me feel as if I’m a teenager
again, but I’m afraid I’m not a kid any longer.” He pulled her close and
dropped a light kiss on her nose. “This body needs a little recovery time.”
    “It’s fine.” Her emotions needed some recovery time. She
never imagined a quick shower could be so fun, so sexy and leave her liking Sam
even more.
    He drew her under the showerhead. They stood in each other’s
embrace under the cooling water and rinsed off.
    As they dried each other afterward, Meredith realized she
hadn’t felt self-conscious of her body at all while she’d been in the shower
with Sam. He was so easy to be with that she forgot all about her extra curves.
He even combed out her wet hair, telling her how pretty he thought it was.
    “I worked up an appetite,” Sam said when they were done.
“How about you?” Still naked, he grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the
bathroom, past the bed with the extremely rumpled covering and into the living
room. The pizza box sat on the coffee table.
    “Mmm. Cold pizza,” she said, suddenly hungry. Her damp hair
was cool on her shoulders, so she pulled a ponytail holder out of her purse to
pull it up into a ponytail. Then she grabbed her shawl off the arm of the sofa
and wrapped it around her