Breaking Away (Assassins, #5)(47)
She laughed. “Oh really?”
“Yes, I’m not going to hurt you and plus, I know you’ll never stop caring about her.”
“You’re right.”
“I know, now get ready. I wanna have fun,” he said, pointing to the things beside her. He hated that Claire thought that, but he was glad that Reese cared a lot about her. Claire needed someone like Reese; she was strong, driven, and beautiful, everything Claire was. Now all he needed was for both of them to be cool with them dating, and life would be great.
“How do I put this on? Over these shorts?” she asked with a confused look on her face.
“Yeah, take off your jeans, and I’ll help you.”
She gave him a playful grin as she slid those delectable jeans down her gorgeous legs, revealing a very sexy lace thong. His cock strained against his girdle as he watched her slide up a pair of shorts over the thong before she glanced over at him. Deciding that he couldn’t keep his hands to himself much longer, he came over to her and picked up the girdle from the bench. With his other hand, he lifted up her shirt to reveal a thin sports bra. Her nipples were hard and, without really thinking, he leaned forward, biting her through her bra. Her hand came up behind his head as her body arched into his.
“Phillip,” she gasped.
He chuckled against her breast before dropping the girdle and bringing her closer to him. Pulling down her bra, he took her other nipple into his mouth, raking his teeth along her breast as her breathing picked up.
“I thought we were going to play hockey,” she said. Her hand slowly slid into his girdle, taking a hold of his hard cock, causing him to groan against her rosy peak. Bringing his mouth up to hers, he kissed her long and hard while her hand slid up and down his rock-hard length.
Parting only for a second, he said, “I want to show you my favorite part of this arena, besides the ice.”
He didn’t have to wait long before she was nodding her head. He quickly chucked his girdle off and lifted her in his arms. Her legs wrapped around his hips, her hands around his neck, as he carried her towards the shower while she licked and nibbled at his neck. He wanted to strip her in the locker room, press her against the bench, and just f*ck her senseless but, instead, he hurried to the shower. Like he said, it was his favorite part of the arena. It had twenty showerheads that had the best pressure and the hottest water ever.
As Reese kissed up his jaw, running her tongue along the stubble, he turned on each shower he walked passed, until every shower was going and the room was slowly steaming up. When he pushed her against the wall, she gasped out as he pulled her shorts and panties off, throwing them over his shoulder. She pulled off her bra as he slid his shorts down, his cock springing up against her ass. She giggled as she moved her mouth to his, sweeping her tongue widely with his. His hands went all over her body, molding and kneading her breast, her hips, and then her ass.
Pulling his mouth from hers, he nibbled down her neck before pulling back to look at her. “I’m about to make it where you can’t walk right. Fuck, I want you so bad.”
“I didn’t plan on walking right tomorrow anyway. I thought hockey would work my thighs.”
His cock throbbed at the mention of her thighs. “As much as I love my sport, it could never work you the way I’m about to.”
“Oh I know,” she gasped as he took her breast in his mouth, swirling his tongue around her taut peak.
When he felt hot water streaming down his body, he looked up to find that she had directed the two showers onto them. His hands shook, watching the water run down her breast, her stomach, and into her belly button, before getting lost between her things. Dropping to his knees, he buried his face in between her thighs. She cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair, as he slid his tongue into her wet folds and over her tight nub. With his hands holding her open, he feasted on her like a starved man. He loved the taste of her, and he had been thinking of having her in his mouth like this since the last time he was in this same position. He hadn’t always been the one to drop to his needs and devour a woman like this, but with Reese, there was something about her pristine * that kept him coming back for more and more.
Moving his middle finger inside her, he started to pump it, curving his finger inside her to make her moan. Phillip knew she was almost there. She was slapping the wall of the shower with one hand, the other was squeezing the hell out of his shoulder, and her legs were quivering. Sucking her clit into his mouth was all it took, and she shattered beneath him.
“Fuck, Phillip!” she screamed as he continued to pump inside her, her sweet walls squeezing his finger. He chuckled against her thigh, licking up to her hipbone before he placed a kiss there. Kissing up her stomach, he dipped his tongue in her belly button, sliding up and stopping to suck on her breast. After making her squirm, he brought his mouth crashing against her.
“You are so good at that,” she whispered against his lips.
“You taste so f*cking good,” he replied before lifting her leg. He was about to slid into her when he remembered he didn’t have a condom on. Letting her go, he started out of the shower, groaning out, “Fuck me.”
“I’m trying to,” she said, causing him to laugh. Reaching into his bag, he got one and ran back to the shower. He knew he was getting water everywhere but he didn’t give a shit. He had the most gorgeous woman in the world in a steamy shower waiting for him. Was there anything hotter than that?