screaming as far away as she could get. Fuck!
He stepped in and inched close enough for her wet skin to brush all along his. She felt good, perfect, as if she were meant just for him. She turned to face him, water sluicing over her shoulders and hitting him. Her nipples grazed his chest, and his cock stood right back up and begged for attention. She was holding a washcloth thoroughly doused in soap bubbles.
“Let me get your back,” she offered, and it took every ounce of willpower he had not to press her against the wall and take her again.
He dropped a kiss to the top of her nose and turned to give her his back. Strong fingers worked the cloth over his shoulders and down his spine where she didn’t stop. No, she surprised him by sinking to her knees and washing the rest of him as well. She was still on her knees when he turned around. He moaned as she worked that cloth up the front of him, especially as her touch caressed his balls and cock. Her eyes met his as she stood and worked up his stomach and chest.
With nothing more than a sigh, she slid around him so he could rinse off. He felt her slide back to her knees behind him and knew exactly what she had planned when he turned to face her. Her hungry mouth met his eager cock in a kiss that had him locking his knees just to remain upright.
“Amia,” he moaned, meaning to tell her to stop. They needed to leave.
“Shh,” she whispered as she licked along his shaft. “Let me taste you, Reno. Please. I want to taste you.”
With a groan of submission, he reached behind and jerked the handle down to shut off the water then leaned against the wall as she licked and sucked, driving him slowly insane. One hand played with the taut sac of his scrotum, her fingers rubbing and exploring while her mouth worked the head of his cock. Fuck, it was so good. She was tentative, uncertain at first until he gripped her hair with one hand and began a slow fucking of her mouth.
Yeah, that little sound she let loose rocked his shaft and had his balls vibrating in her hands. And just that easily he was on edge, ready to come.
“Amia, I’m going to come, baby.” He grunted the words from between clenched teeth as he fought to hold back, to allow her the time to move her mouth off him.
Then her eyes met his over the length of his body, and he saw the demand in the green depths, felt it in the way her mouth sucked him deeper and her hand gripped his shaft, holding him to her. He braced one hand on the wall, her name a hoarse shout as he spilled his seed down her throat. He watched her throat work to swallow, felt the flick of her tongue over him, the soft graze of her teeth against the head of his cock as she sucked him off.
He was gasping when she finally let him slip from her lips. Fuck! The emotions she had going through him when she licked her lips and moaned with pleasure at his taste had him all wound up. The purr started again as he helped her to her feet and held her close. And if Mine went through his head again, no one heard it but him.
Chapter Six
Amia caught herself glancing behind them for the hundredth time since Reno had practically stuffed her in the Jeep earlier. She had a bad feeling, a really bad feeling, and she couldn’t shake it. They were going to come after her, and they would find her. She wasn’t afraid, not now, not yet. Not for herself, anyway. That would come later. Fear wouldn’t hit her until they put her in the chamber again, until they buried her deep under layers of concrete that made her cringe with the thought of something going wrong and her being crushed instead of merely buried alive. That’s when fear went to full blown terror as they left her there for days, making her wonder if this would be the time they just forgot her.
“Shh,” Reno said, and his fingers found and linked with hers, tugging her hand across to rest on his hard thigh. “Come back to me, Amia.”
She must have whimpered, a sound she usually
He stepped in and inched close enough for her wet skin to brush all along his. She felt good, perfect, as if she were meant just for him. She turned to face him, water sluicing over her shoulders and hitting him. Her nipples grazed his chest, and his cock stood right back up and begged for attention. She was holding a washcloth thoroughly doused in soap bubbles.
“Let me get your back,” she offered, and it took every ounce of willpower he had not to press her against the wall and take her again.
He dropped a kiss to the top of her nose and turned to give her his back. Strong fingers worked the cloth over his shoulders and down his spine where she didn’t stop. No, she surprised him by sinking to her knees and washing the rest of him as well. She was still on her knees when he turned around. He moaned as she worked that cloth up the front of him, especially as her touch caressed his balls and cock. Her eyes met his as she stood and worked up his stomach and chest.
With nothing more than a sigh, she slid around him so he could rinse off. He felt her slide back to her knees behind him and knew exactly what she had planned when he turned to face her. Her hungry mouth met his eager cock in a kiss that had him locking his knees just to remain upright.
“Amia,” he moaned, meaning to tell her to stop. They needed to leave.
“Shh,” she whispered as she licked along his shaft. “Let me taste you, Reno. Please. I want to taste you.”
With a groan of submission, he reached behind and jerked the handle down to shut off the water then leaned against the wall as she licked and sucked, driving him slowly insane. One hand played with the taut sac of his scrotum, her fingers rubbing and exploring while her mouth worked the head of his cock. Fuck, it was so good. She was tentative, uncertain at first until he gripped her hair with one hand and began a slow fucking of her mouth.
Yeah, that little sound she let loose rocked his shaft and had his balls vibrating in her hands. And just that easily he was on edge, ready to come.
“Amia, I’m going to come, baby.” He grunted the words from between clenched teeth as he fought to hold back, to allow her the time to move her mouth off him.
Then her eyes met his over the length of his body, and he saw the demand in the green depths, felt it in the way her mouth sucked him deeper and her hand gripped his shaft, holding him to her. He braced one hand on the wall, her name a hoarse shout as he spilled his seed down her throat. He watched her throat work to swallow, felt the flick of her tongue over him, the soft graze of her teeth against the head of his cock as she sucked him off.
He was gasping when she finally let him slip from her lips. Fuck! The emotions she had going through him when she licked her lips and moaned with pleasure at his taste had him all wound up. The purr started again as he helped her to her feet and held her close. And if Mine went through his head again, no one heard it but him.
Chapter Six
Amia caught herself glancing behind them for the hundredth time since Reno had practically stuffed her in the Jeep earlier. She had a bad feeling, a really bad feeling, and she couldn’t shake it. They were going to come after her, and they would find her. She wasn’t afraid, not now, not yet. Not for herself, anyway. That would come later. Fear wouldn’t hit her until they put her in the chamber again, until they buried her deep under layers of concrete that made her cringe with the thought of something going wrong and her being crushed instead of merely buried alive. That’s when fear went to full blown terror as they left her there for days, making her wonder if this would be the time they just forgot her.
“Shh,” Reno said, and his fingers found and linked with hers, tugging her hand across to rest on his hard thigh. “Come back to me, Amia.”
She must have whimpered, a sound she usually
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