Never Far Away (The Never #2)(26)

“You made it home fast,” she said as she folded her arms around his neck.

“Well, having you waiting here for me is motivation to move quickly.”

“Did you get me something decent to wear out of the house?”

“Yes. But let’s not talk about putting clothes on you just yet. I like the very naked and very wet version of you right here.” His hands slid down her back and over the curve of her ass as he grabbed a hold and pulled her into him. Once he had her slick body pressed up against his, he moved in to take her mouth with his. She gave a sweet whimper and he felt himself harden even more between them. He felt her hands weave their way into his now wet hair and she tugged gently as their tongues blended into one another’s.

He walked her back until her legs bumped against the bench seat. With his lips still pressed against hers, he murmured, “Sit.” She obeyed and slowly sat down, a smile playing over her lips. He moved the shower head so that it was still raining down behind her. He knelt down in front of her, grabbed her behind her knees and pulled her towards him so that her hips rested just at the edge of the bench. His eyes took her in, splayed out for him, on display. She was perfect.

“You’re mine, yes?” He asked her.

“All yours.”

“Every part of you?” He teased.

“Mmmhmm,” she said as she bit her lip.

“So,” he said as he ran his hand up her stomach to her chest to tease her nipple, “your gorgeous breasts, those are mine?”

“Yes,” she cooed at him. His fingertip trailed slow circles around the brownish-pink tip of her breast, and his thumb teased it by roughly rubbing it back and forth. She whimpered and moaned quietly, her eyes closed and head leaned back against the tile wall of the shower. His hands came down to her waist and he bent over, placing soft kisses along the inside of her thigh. His fingers slightly dug into the soft part of her leg where her thigh met her hip. His kisses inched up her thigh until he reached the V where her legs came together.

“What about this?” He asked as he used a finger to part her entry. “Does this belong to me, too?”

“Oh God, Porter, only you,” she cried as his finger slid all the way into her. He then added another and her volume increased, moaning even louder.

“That’s what I thought, Baby.” He was hard, almost uncomfortably so, but there was nothing he wanted more than to watch Ella fall apart here in his shower. He watched as his fingers pumped in and out of her, watched her as she writhed on the bench, trying to meet his fingers with her hips. She was shameless and it was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He removed his fingers from her and gently spread her knees farther apart. She opened her eyes and looked at him, her blue eyes had a gray haze over them.

“You’re driving me crazy, Porter,” she said. Without speaking a word, and keeping his eyes on her, he lowered his face down to her and used his tongue to spread her open. She immediately bucked against him.

“Be still, Ella,” he said and was rewarded with a long and sexy moan. His tongue found her warm and wet, inside and out, eager to be licked and lapped. As his tongue explored her clit, flicking and licking, his fingers made their way back into her, stroking and pumping into her. She tried to stay still, he could tell, but her hips found ways to meet his mouth. Her hands found his hair, as she pushed his face into her, trying to drown him in her.

“I’m going to come,” she cried out.

“Come for me, Ella.”

“Oh, yes,” she moaned, her words stretched out sounding less like words and more like groans. He continued his assaults until he was sure she had come down. When she opened her eyes and smiled at him, he stood and pulled her up to him. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him hungrily. Her legs came up around his waist and he turned to sit down on the bench, placing her on his lap. The feeling of his cock snug up against her sex made him groan softly.

“Tell me which parts of me belong to you, Ella.”

She leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Then she smirked at him.

“Your sexy arms belong to me, don’t they?” She said as she ran her hands up and over his shoulder and biceps. “You have such strong and capable arms. I feel like nothing could happen to me as long as I am in your arms.”

“Yes, Ella, they belong to you. What else?” He raised his hips, grinding into her, trying to give her a hint. She winked at him and wiggled her ass, causing him to exhale harshly, pushing the air through his teeth.

“Your kissable lips that tease every part of my body, those are mine.” She bent down, took his bottom lip in her mouth, and then bit down hard enough to make him yelp, then soothed it by sucking it back in again. He pulled back again.

“Fuck, Ella, you’re going to kill me here.” She rose up on her knees. Her breasts pushed up into his face, so he took one nipple in his mouth returning the bite she’d given him. He smiled around her nipple when he heard her cry out and then used his tongue to make it feel better.

“My favorite part of you, though, definitely belongs to me.” He saw her sexy smirk cross her face as she reached between them, positioned him at her opening, and then slid down him slowly, taking all of him in.

“Shiiiiit….” Porter whispered.

“Hmmm….feel good, Baby?” She rose up again, just to slide right back down.