Liar (Madison Kate #2)(54)

"Fuck, MK," he hissed crowding me back against the wall and skimming his soapy hands over my body. "I think Steele was onto something when he used your shower. There must be something in your water..." He trailed off with a groan as my hand pumped his hard shaft, working him over and grinning like a maniac.

"Shit," he cursed on an exhale, snatching my hands away and pinning my wrists to the shower wall above my head. "You're fucking trouble, babe."

I craned my neck up, rising on my toes so I could kiss him without needing my wrists freed. There was something disturbingly sexy about being at his mercy, so I wasn't demanding my freedom any time soon. Instead, I just pulled him into a searing, soul deep kiss. I arched my back, pushing my chest out so that my nipples grazed his skin, and he snapped.

A bare split second later, his hands were under my thighs. He hoisted me up against the shower wall, and his cock found my core with scary precision. I let out a gasp of surprise, but instead of stopping him, I grabbed his face between my palms and kissed him hard as he sunk into me.

I groaned into his mouth as his full length rested inside me, but he tensed and broke his lips from mine.

"Baby girl, I can't believe I'm even saying this, but..." His words trailed off as I nipped his earlobe between my teeth and ground my hips against him, silently pleading for him to move. To fuck me.

"Shit, MK," Kody exclaimed on a heavy exhale. "The condoms in the kitchen were a lucky fluke. I don't suppose you have any hiding behind the soap?"

I froze. Crap.

But then... "I've got an IUD," I told him, panting lightly and trying really, really hard not to squirm. But what's a girl to do when she's pinned to her shower wall with a gloriously large dick inside of her?

Kody's eyes flashed with excitement, and I narrowed my own at him.

"If you've given me a disease, though, there's going to be hell to pay." I dug my nails into his neck a little, just to drive my point home, and he smirked.

He took his time kissing me, torturing me by not moving his dick, even when I whimpered a protest and bucked my hips in desperation.

"I promise, I'm totally clean," he murmured when he eventually released my lips, "and you have no fucking idea how good you feel right now." He sucked in a long breath through his teeth, his gaze dropping between us as he shifted his stance. Benefits to fucking such buff dudes? He held me there against the wall with seemingly little effort at all.

I licked my lips, my hands clinging onto his strong neck as he pressed me harder against the wall and withdrew from my cunt slightly. "Kody," I breathed, my voice dripping with desperation, "either make me come or get the fuck out. The water will run cold soon."

He huffed a laugh, then bit the bend of my neck with enough teeth to make it a threat but light enough not to break skin. Just. "I love when you get all sappy romantic like that, MK," he teased me. "It's easily one of my favorite things about you."

I growled low in my throat, pulling him tighter to me. "Kody..." It was a groan of pure frustration, and he snickered.

"Calm down, baby girl," he murmured. "I've got you."

He really fucking did.

When he quit with the teasing bullshit and actually went to town on me, I almost regretted taunting him. Almost. Mostly I was giving myself mental high fives for not icing him out just because I was pissed off. A little anger just flavored the sex to something crazy delicious.

At some stage—I'd lost all concept of time—Kody shifted his grip, holding me up with just one arm. His free hand snaked between us, finding my clit and tweaking it with utter perfection as he fucked me into the shower tiles.

When I came, it was the blissful, explosive sort of climax where my vision went spotty and my hearing dipped out for a second. I clawed at Kody's back as I rode out the aftershocks on his cock, grinding my pussy against him and urging him to come with me.

He grunted, bucking his hips hard enough to bruise, and came in three deep thrusts punctuated with whispered curses and kisses.

Points in Kody's favor: he didn't immediately drop me, despite the way his arm trembled where he held me. Instead he stayed like that for a minute or two, his forehead against the wall and his lips pressed to my neck like he was soaking in every inch of my skin, or my scent.

"You okay, babe?" he asked in a rough, husky whisper when he gently set me back on my feet and pressed a tender kiss to my mouth.

I nodded, still dazed. "Yup," I replied, pressing my hands to my hot cheeks. "Just need a quick cleanup."

Kody's eyes immediately shot down, and he caught his lower lip between his teeth with a groan. "Fuck, that's hot," he muttered, looking pained. "I've never fucked without a condom before. That was... and this is..." He trailed off, talking to himself more than me.

I rolled my eyes and stepped under the somewhat cooler shower spray, washing away the object of his attention with a squirt of body wash. "You're kinda cute, Kody."

He scowled. "Shut up, I am not." He edged me out of the water but wrapped his arms around me in a tight embrace, like we were a couple who showered together all the time.

I laughed anyway, refusing to overthink my own actions. Kody was hot, I was insanely attracted to him, and the sentiment seemed to be mutual. And if I was being honest, ninety-nine percent of the time, I enjoyed being around him. So, regardless of his bad decisions, why shouldn't I enjoy what he did to my body? Steele didn't seem to have any issues with it.