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“Hah… you think?” I don’t have the chance to say anything more before we both hear the loud footsteps of someone coming up the stairs. We both watch the door to the apartment and even manage not to act super awkward when Mavick comes in.
He’s sweaty and breathing hard, but still sexy as hell. “My friend here says we’re staying in town a few more days. I’m gonna guess that you can extend the apartment I’ve got booked, since I’m not about to leave her in New Orleans all by herself.”
“Sure.” He responds quickly with a shrug.
“I like the outfit Mr. Fighter. It’s a bit more colorful than the one you were wearing earlier.” Andddd just like I knew she’d do, Mollie is instantly teasing him about earlier.
“Thanks.” He handles it well, with a sexy smirk and a purposeful walk straight through to his bedroom. After he closes the door we both snicker while she grabs her jacket to leave. “He’s hot as fuck, Kins… don’t mess this up.”
“I won’t. You sure you don’t want to catch the flight home? I hate to mess up your plans?”
“Are you kidding me? I don’t have plans. I’m living life day by day right now.” She hugs me tightly and leaves with a wink and a blown kiss in my direction.
The apartment is quiet. I listen at his bedroom door before I open the door. He’s not in his bed, but I hear the splash of water as I take a few steps. I slip my shirt over my head and drop the rest of my clothes on the floor as I walk through his room to join him. It’s a bold move for me, but I find it a bit easier knowing it’s Mavick behind that door.
I find him resting against the back wall of the shower, his eyes closed and water running down his chiseled body. His dick standing up and calling for my attention before he even sees me. I love this view and chose not to move until he opens his eyes and realizes I’m here.
He stands slowly, reaching for my hand he pulls me against his chest and wraps me up in his arms. I kiss his chest, letting the hint of salt taste linger on my lips before I do it again. He doesn’t say a word… just palms my face with his hands and leans down to kiss my lips. He’s relentless with his tongue and forces me to the opposite wall with his advances.
The cold tile is a shock to my back, sending me forward against his chest with a gasp and a small shiver. I spread my palms out on his chest and push him back to the same position he was in earlier. I stand back and admire the view, this time with the depth of want searing through me with his eyes.
The width of his shoulders makes me feel tiny. I can’t help myself from taking advantage of this opportunity to appreciate every inch of him. Sliding my hands down his arms, I notice the lumps of muscle move as he takes in my touch. He moves his hand to his dick, enclosing it with a grip and a slight pull to the right, giving me even more room to move in closer to his body.
“Turn around.” He begins to deny my request and I quickly take back the control I’m enjoying too much to lose.
“Yes. I want to look at you.”
“Remember this.” He slowly turns around, the water hitting him as he does. A quick swipe of his face and he’s moving his arms to the wall.
Holy hell this man. The swells of muscle in his back make me want to lick every part of his body. Sliding my hand across his skin and tracing his ink could easily become my favorite pastime.
I grab the soap and pour some on his shoulders, rushing to use my hand to smooth it over as much surface as I can. I still miss a few drops that fall to our feet. His body twitches as my hand moves over him and I love knowing I’m getting to him. I purposely glide my breasts across his back, moving my hands lower and then around to his chest and stomach.
My intentions are to tease him and prolong my own fun, so I stop just shy of touching his cock. I know from last night I won’t get much exploring time once we get started.
The water rinses him quickly as I spread the soap, but I keep touching him as though I’m still on the same mission. His body is so massive in the space there’s really not a way to do this without turning off the water, but I want to keep it on. The steam only adds to the mood.
I move my focus to his ass, noticing him really tense up when I get close to his crack. “Don’t worry… I have no desire to go near your ass.” I whisper against his back as my hands grip both of his very very firm ass cheeks. Jesus. This man is sculpted perfection and I hope I have the chance to see him again after this week.
