Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 75193 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75193 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
“Shower,” Ridley agreed with a laugh from the doorway.
I tossed him a glare over my shoulder and reached forward to turn the knob and immediately adjusted it to my liking.
It made a weird groaning noise as the water was forced up through the pipes, then finally pushed out of the showerhead in one long jet stream.
Showers weren’t necessarily pleasant experiences, so I took them sparingly in the time that I’d been here.
Ridley frowned when he saw the state of the shower.
“That looks uncomfortable,” he admitted, walking forward.
Then he started fiddling with the head that looked to be so old that I wasn’t sure it’d hold up to his messing with it.
He, however, had no concerns about what he did to it and pried the head loose, turning it like one did the water hose attachment.
It filtered into the shower spray, and my mouth dropped open.
“So all I needed, this whole time, was a man?” I asked. “Seriously, this is ridiculous.”
He chuckled and waved his hand, sweeping it sideways in an elegant fashion.
“Your shower awaits, darlin’.”
I snorted. “Nice, Lee. Real nice.”
Ridley grinned. “I like it when you call me Lee. Nobody does anymore.”
I smiled timidly at him, remembering that I was still mad at him.
I sighed when the hot water sluiced over my shoulders, running down my body all the way down to my feet.
Ridley growled, and my eyes snapped open.
“What?” I asked him.
His eyes were on my breasts, however.
I looked down and smiled.
“Did I tell you that I got my nipple pierced while I was away?” I asked.
I had, too.
I’d gotten drunk with Kelsey one day last week and we both ended up at a tattoo parlor.
Kelsey had gotten her belly button pierced…and well…I had gotten one nipple pierced.
I’d intended to get both of them pierced, but I’d chickened out after I felt how badly it’d hurt with the first one.
It was still sensitive as fuck, too.
Luckily, when Ridley had lost control earlier, he’d gone for the nipple that hadn’t had the piercing; meaning, I got to experience the look on his face as he saw the newest addition.
“You let someone touch your breasts?” he asked deceptively calm.
My smile dimmed slightly.
“A woman did it,” I said softly, running one finger over the tip of the nipple. “I tried to get the other one done, but I chickened out after getting this one done.”
Ridley growled again.
“Is that so?” he asked.
I nodded. “Yeah,” I said. “I tried. She even got it ready to go, but I made her stop before she could finish. It hurt so bad. Not so much anymore, though.”
“Stop fucking touching yourself,” he ordered. “Otherwise we’re going to end up right where we started.”
I smiled at him and dipped my head back in the water, letting it saturate my hair and making it fall into a flat sheet straight down my back.
Arching my back felt good, so I did it some more, trying to work a kink out of it that I’d acquired sometime during the day.
All the while, I didn’t realize that Ridley’s control was slipping.
In fact, I didn’t know anything at all was affecting him until I felt my body pulled up against his.
I gasped, lifting my head back up to stare at him in surprise at his abrupt entrance.
I hadn’t even heard him move.
“What are you…” I started to say.
His mouth stopped me when his tongue circled the tip of my pierced nipple.
I moaned loudly, and my legs started to weaken as pleasure ripped through me.
“If I went back with you,” he said. “Would you get the other one done?” he asked between licks.
I nodded. “Y-yes.”
He growled, the vibration of it tickling my nipple as he did.
“B-but only if y-you got yours done, too,” I bargained.
He chuckled. “You need to know something about me.”
I licked my lips, arching my back, trying to get closer to him.
The tip of his hard cock kissed my sex and I about lost my footing once again.
“Fuck me while you tell me what I need to know,” I said, pulling his hair back.
He let me move him away from my nipple, turning slightly so I could get past him.
“Come ‘ere,” he said gutturally.
I moved, turning to the side so I could slide past him.
“To answer your question from earlier,” he murmured as I passed. “I did notice your piercing. However, I was already trying to keep it under control, so I chose to keep my mouth shut until I felt I was in control enough not to blow up.”
His dick hit my hip and bent as I moved past him, and I couldn’t help but run my hand along the length as I moved.
“Okay,” I panted slightly. “Now what?”
“Now,” he said, backing me into the wall by moving closer to my body. Reaching over my head, he picked up the showerhead from the wall and turned it so he could warm the wall up. Once done, he pushed me back. “We fuck.”