Kye's Heart by Marisa Chenery Page B

the top of his chest, then worked their way lower, without missing any part of him. He moaned when she stopped just short of his cock and reached for one of his arms. She took her time running the soap along it, doing the same to the other.
    Kye hadn’t thought his cock could get any harder until Michaela went down on her knees in front of him. She looked up while she rolled the bar between her hands. He closed his eyes to a squint, knowing they had to be mutedly glowing by now. She had him too worked up for them not to be. Watching her lick her lips, his erection bobbed in front of her. But instead of taking him into her mouth as he wished, she lowered her gaze and soaped his leg.
    “I don’t think I’ve ever had such a torturous shower in my entire life,” he said in a gruff voice.
    “You’re tough. I’m sure you can handle a little torture,” she replied with a small laugh.
    “If you tease me too much, don’t be surprised to find yourself pressed against the wall while I take you from behind.”
    “Who says I wouldn’t want that?”
    Kye groaned as Michaela continued to wash his other leg. Once she was done, she rose to her feet. She lathered her hands again before she reached for his cock. He closed his eyes, holding back the loud growl that built inside him. The feel of her slippery hands surrounding him, stroking, had him fighting to hold back from coming.
    All too soon, her fingers disappeared from his shaft and Michaela turned him around so his front faced the water. He then felt her hands sliding over his back, inching their way lower and lower. Kye fisted his hands at his sides to stop himself from pulling her to him. He’d let her finish, then it was his turn.
    At his ass, she pressed closer and the tips of her breasts brushed against his skin. Michaela kneaded and squeezed each of his butt cheeks until he couldn’t take any more. Kye spun around and took the bar of soap from her.
    “I think I’m clean enough,” he said huskily. “Now I get to do everything you did to me.”
    He positioned her under the water before he lathered his hands. Kye took the same path she had taken on him, starting at her breasts and working his way down to her legs. He skimmed up the inside of her thighs, but avoided touching her pussy. Even through the water, he was able to smell the scent of her arousal. She whimpered when one of his knuckles accidentally brushed against her.
    That one sound seemed to wrap around his cock and squeeze. Faster than he had intended, Kye turned Michaela and finished washing her, saving her pussy for last. He slipped a soapy finger between her nether lips and stroked. She panted and moaned, her bottom pushing back against his hard-on.
    “Kye. Now who’s teasing whom?” Michaela reached around him and grabbed his ass.
    That was it, he couldn’t take any more. He needed to be inside her right now. Holding her under the spray, he rinsed her off before turning Michaela so she faced one of the walls. Kye ran his hands down her arms until he reached hers. Those, he placed flat on the glass in front of her. He next took hold of her hips and pulled them toward him so she was slightly bent forward. With a knee between her legs, he spread them farther apart.
    Keeping his grip on her, Kye angled his cock and slowly sank his length inside Michaela’s pussy. The sensation of her silken walls closing around him, gripping him tight, had him moaning. Rearing back, he pulled almost all the way out before sliding back in so he was balls deep. She fit him perfectly, sheathing him like a glove. Sex had been good before he’d found Michaela, but now, with her, it was even better. He was addicted to her, as if she were his drug of choice. He’d never get enough of her, and would do anything to get his next fix.
    He pistoned his hips, taking her harder and faster. Their breathy gasps and moans rose in volume until they were louder than the sound of the running water. Michaela pushed back, matching each of