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A flash of defiance flickered across her face. When I added pressure with my thumb, it was seconds before she was shattering around me, her nails leaving marks in my forearms and her cries echoing around us.
Wanting to give her a moment, I reached for the soap and began to make a lather. “Come here.”
“I just did, thank you,” she praised. Stalking towards me, she took the small bar from me. Gingerly, she touched it to my chest. Rubbing small, purposeful circles over the muscle, the pad of her thumb dragging over my nipple as she went, pausing in the faint patch of hair over my sternum.
Her eyes were glued to her every move. I studied her, the intent look on her face, the euphoric afterglow mixing with the heat of our surroundings.
Lucy’s hands continued to roam, her touches light and dainty, then not. By the time she reached my waist I thought I would die if she didn’t take me in her hands.
Thankfully, she did.
Placing my hands on the wall, I moaned, reveling in the way she worked me from base to tip. Like her, I watched her every move, thinking nothing had ever been better to witness.
Her flushed chest heaved from the increased speed and pressure she was giving me. Her tongue darted out periodically to catch errant drips of water. Her hair was soaked and sticking to the rounded curves of her breasts. Her petite and capable hands were bringing me closer and closer to the edge.
“Let go, Jake,” she commanded, using my words from moments ago.
“Don’t want to yet; it feels too good,” I managed.
I looked down at her face, determined and beautiful. With a quick shrug of her shoulders as if to saysuit yourself, she dropped to her knees.
“Luce—” But I couldn’t finish my thought, not that I particularly knew what to say anyhow. Everything around me faded away, until it was inexplicably just us. And having seen Lucy expertly working me seconds before, this,thiswas better than anything I had witnessed.
The sight did me in, and a thunderous roar came from the depths of my lungs. Stars dotted the outer edges of my vision when I opened my eyes. The corded muscles in my thighs began to relax and my hands fell away from the wall.
Reaching down, I took Lucy by the elbows until she was standing once more. “You didn’t have to do—”
“It seems like I’m not the only one who has a stubborn streak in the bedroom,” she pointed out, happy with herself. “You wouldn’t give in, so…I made you.” She walked her fingers up the length of my torso as she informed me.
I captured her hand in mine and kissed her deeply, conveying the breadth of my gratitude. Lucy was breathless when I pulled back, her eyes darting between my own.
“Thank you. Have I ever told you how much I like Bossy Lucy…?”
She chuckled. “No, but there will be time later to show me.”
“Oh my god,what smells so good?” Lucy called from the bathroom. She had just finished drying her hair and sauntered out in an oversized white robe. “Is that pizza?”
I pulled the room service cart to the end of the bed where she crawled over a pillow and leaned against me, eyes alight like a child’s at Christmas.
“I figured we’d be hungry, so I ordered room service before I joined you.” Lifting the tray cover, Lucy gasped. “And yes, I got pizza, burgers, fettuccini and tiramisu for dessert.”
I was knocked backward faster than I knew what happened. Lucy straddled me, peppering my face with kisses. “I’mstarving. Thank you.”
A grin spread across my face. “I’d hate to see you on your birthday or holidays,” I joked. “Dig in.”
Together we sat side by side in relative quiet, each of us inhaling our portions.
“When was the last time you ate food like this?” she pondered, twirling her fork in the creamy noodles.
My lips pursed in thought. “2013 maybe?” It had been far too long since I was able to indulge.
“Shut up. That’s ridiculous,” Lucy chided around a mouthful of pasta.
“It’s true. I’m on the verge of tears right now; this burger is utter perfection.”
Lucy finished her bite. She eyed the remaining slice of pizza, then gazed at the tiramisu. “I wouldn’t be able to do it, I mean, food is just toogood,” she groaned.
“Well,” I began, licking a trail of grease dripping down my pinky, “it’s easier when you have a trainer and nutritionist at your disposal. Still, it’s not always rainbows and unicorns.”
