Authors: Jennifer LaRose
RidingtheWaves (25 page)
“Oh yeah? Let’s see what we can do about that.” The water
beat his erection as he stood up and pulled her close. He kissed her hard while
he reached for the showerhead and detached it from the hook. After he turned
the control knob from spray to pulse, he lowered it to his side and rested his
mouth above her ear. “Sit down, Annalee, and spread your legs.”
She rested her forehead against his chest, grabbed hold of
his biceps and let him guide her to the backside of the tub, where she lowered
herself to the edge. Her legs trembled as she opened her feet.
“Farther,” he goaded.
“Brent?” she said, but she wouldn’t look him in the eyes
when she widened the gap between her thighs.
“Shhh.” He placed her hand on the showerhead handle below
his. The other she left clinging to his arm. To ease the initial sting of
working the hose herself, he squatted, cupped his opposite hand on top of hers
and aimed the stream in between her thighs.
Her head banged the wall and her eyes closed when the water
hit her clit. She gyrated her hips back and forth as best she could in her
current position. Then she took full control of the sprayer and placed it where
she needed it most. “Oh shit,” she wailed. “I can’t,” she dug her nails into
his arm, “take it.”
Hell, neither could he. His balls throbbed. And watching the
water rush through her pussy and her head roll side to side nearly made his
cock explode.
The speed of her hips quickened. She started to convulse and
her belly contracted. Damn, he hadn’t taken the tenderness in her stomach into
consideration. Unless he put a stop to things right now, which she’d possibly
beat him to death for doing, there wasn’t any getting around it. Later he’d
make it up to her with a nice, relaxing massage.
He removed the sprayer from her clutch and dropped it to the
bottom of the tub right before he stood. “I want to fuck you, baby.” He took
hold of her hands. “C’mere,” he said, and waited until she comfortably stood.
“Are you okay?”
She nodded while slipping her arms around his neck.
He placed his hands below her ass at the top of her thighs.
“Ready?”
“Yes.”
He lifted her to his hips. Once she wrapped her legs around
his back, he grabbed his cock and guided it inside her pussy. The soft tissue
clamped him as her climax restarted, tugging and pulling him deep.
Gently he rested her against the tile to support her back.
Her arms tightened around his neck as he thrust into her, each stroke
surpassing the last. “Are you still okay?”
She clawed and scraped his spine when one orgasm subsided
and the next one started. “Yes,” she squeaked.
As he rode her, languidly pumping and thrusting, forcing one
climax right after another, he realized life never existed without her. But he
knew that, it’s why he’d craved to come back. “I love you, Annalee.”
“I love you too, but you’re killing me,” she whimpered,
clutching a fistful of hair at the base of his neck.
“This is just the beginning.” He lowered his lips to within
a breath of hers. “From this day forward, you’re mine. To love. Cherish. Honor
and obey. And if you want my babies, multiple orgasms are a small price to pay.
You’ll get used to it.”
His lips found her mouth and he slipped his tongue between
her teeth in an exploratory endeavor. He loved her mouth. And her scent. And
her touch. And her. Mostly her. All of her.
There would be no more riding the waves with her on his
mind. Nor would he carry only memories of her out to sea. From this day
forward, she was
his
sea. Where there were no boundaries he wouldn’t
cross. No depths he wouldn’t travel. Where he felt peace. Basked in
tranquility. And acquired a love for life. She moved him. Rocked him. Pushed
him to his destination when he’d lost sight of his hopes and dreams.
Yes, she was his sea.
My great, big, beautiful sea.
About Jennifer LaRose
Jennifer LaRose resides in Ohio, where she was born and
raised. She’s surrounded by loving family and friends whose charm and wit never
cease to amaze her. They serve as the backbone, encouragement and inspiration
to her writing career.
Jennifer works full-time in the healthcare field, plays the
non-stop domestic role and writes during every available moment in between. She
is multi-published, writes in other genres and loves to receive mail from her
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