Page 120 of River & Rue

“Last one in the shower has to do whatever the other person says for a day!”

She runs up the steps, pulling her key from her pocket as she darts across the porch. If she looked back even once, she’d realize there’s no need to rush. I have zero interest in running or winning.

By the time I walk barefoot into her bedroom, she’s already in the shower. I follow the breadcrumbs of her discarded clothing and stop in the bathroom doorway. She left the curtain open, giving me an unobstructed view of another fantasy come to life.

Rue’s head is tipped back, her spine bowed and breasts thrust forward as she rinses her hair. I soak in every detail, envious of the water’s ability to be everywhere at once—teasing her hard nipples, streaming down the gentle slope of her stomach, sliding over her ass and between her legs.

My exhaustion burns away as heat spreads through the base of my spine and spills into my cock.

Opening her eyes, Rue grins smugly.

“I won.”

I rip off my shirt and unbutton my jeans. “You sure about that?”

Her breasts jerk with a sharp inhale. I step out of my pants, smirking when she frowns.

I hook my thumbs into the waist of my boxer briefs. “Jeans are the exception.”

My smile widens at her distracted nod. I tug the elastic down slowly, intoxicated by the way she looks at me—like I’m an unexpected, surprising gift she can’t wait to tear open and consume. When my cock finally springs free, we’re both breathing heavily.

Rue makes grabby hands, and I’ve never seen anything cuter or sexier in my life.

“Gimme.”

Arching a brow, I fist myself. “This?”

Those beautiful eyes roll. “I guess you can bring the rest.”

Chuckling, I kick off the briefs and yank the tie from my hair. Rue moves back to make space for me under the water.

The second I step into the tub and pull the curtain, she wraps soapy hands around my cock. I hiss and rock into her grip. Her eyes flash to my face, absorbing my reaction as she rolls her thumb over my piercings. Emboldened by what she sees, her hands tighten, twisting as she moves them up and down my length.

“Fuck.”

I slap a palm to the tile and widen my stance. My head falls back into the water, my eyes staying open just enough to see her.

She licks her lips. “This feels okay?”

“It feels amazing. I love the way you touch me. Do you love how I feel in your hands?”

“Duh. You have the prettiest penis in existence. I’d probably pet it all day if you let me.”

My shocked laughter compresses to a strangled moan when she cups my balls and two of her fingers slip up to massage my perineum. The sensation of her other hand moving up and down my cock becomes five times more intense.

Rue’s eyes sparkle. “I’ve read about this and always wanted to try it. Does it feel good? I can do it harder if you want.”

I grab the back of her neck, guiding her face up to mine. My teeth sink into her lower lip, then I soothe the sting with my tongue.

“You like being in charge of my body, don’t you? Making me come for you?”

“Yes. I feel powerful.”

“Mmm, thought so. And you don’t want me to touch you back until you say I can, right?”

Surprise flickers in her eyes.

“That’s right, Princess. I see you. All of you, all the time. Use conditioner, not soap. Drench us.”