Monroe, Marla - Hot and Bothered (Siren Publishing Classic) by Marla Monroe Page A

and set them on the counter.
    “Do you have mix?”
    “Mix? I thought you were going to make them from scratch.” She pouted.
    “If you had buttermilk, I would. But alas, no buttermilk. So, you get a mix instead.”
    She sighed dramatically and went to search her cabinets to see if she had a mix. Nope. No mix. But, she had Bisquick. Pancakes after all!
    “How about this?” She handed him the Bisquick and smiled in triumph.
    “Perfect.” He took it and added it to the pile of cooking ingredients.
    “I’m going to take a shower while you mix them up.” Savanna jumped out of the way when a towel popped at her.
    “Have some coffee, it might put you in a better mood,” she said and ran off toward the bedroom.
    She jumped in the shower and was just about to get out when the shower door opened and a very naked Dustin climbed in.
    “How about I wash your back and you can wash mine?”
    “What about the pancakes? I’m really looking forward to them.” She handed him the cloth and soap.
    “I made up the batter. It will be fine until we get out.” Dustin soaped up the bath cloth and turned her around.
    He scrubbed her back nice and slow. He massaged her neck and back with his other hand. It felt oh-so-good. He made circles with the soap and traveled down to her butt then washed between her legs, though she had already taken care of that part. His fingers slid between her pussy lips. He slipped two inside her and moved them around just enough to make her hot. Then he removed them and went back to washing her ass. Now she was all hot and ready. He’d left her high and dry. Asshole. He cleaned her from foot to neck and then turned her around to rinse the soap off. Savanna took the bath cloth from him and, after rinsing it, soaped it back up.
    She turned him around and began washing his shoulders. She held on to him to keep from slipping on the soapy bottom of the tub. She couldn’t help it when her breasts slid along his back. When she finished with his shoulders and neck, she moved to his back and smiled at the pattern her breasts had left. She scrubbed him like he had done to her and then moved to his yummy ass. Savanna soaped the cloth up again and nudged his legs apart so she could reach his balls. She ran the cloth all along the inside of his thighs before reaching between his legs with her bare hand and massaging them. She cupped them and rolled them gently around in her hands. He put both hands against the back of the tub and groaned.
    Now she had him where she wanted him. She laid the cloth on the side of the tub and reached around him to grip his cock in her soapy hand. It was hard and fully engorged. She ran her hand up and down its length while the other hand cupped his balls. He pressed harder on the back of the tub. Savanna swirled her hand around his cock as she pumped it up and down. She paid special attention to the mushroom crown, twisting lightly around it before sliding back down the length of him all the way to the root. She continued to massage his balls then raked her nails gently over them. He hissed out a breath and leaned his head against the wall now.
    “You keep that up and I’m going come,” he rasped out.
    “I should stop right now for what you did to me.” Savanna pumped him again and again.
    He drew in a sharp breath.
    “But, I’m not mean like you. I think I want to make you come.”
    “You’re doing a damn good job of it.”
    His cock jerked in her hand as she sped up. The soap made it so easy to run her hand up and down the stalk. She picked up the pace until she felt his butt tighten against her. He was about to come. She worked him as he shot off until he was finished then turned him around to face the rapidly cooling water. He rinsed and turned around to rinse his back.
    “The water is getting cold. Better rinse your chest off before it’s nice and icy,” he said.
    “Move. There are towels in the cabinet.” Savanna quickly got under the cool spray and squealed.
    She