Page 192 of Never Say Never
“Oh my…”
“I know, Avie. Let go.”
I tremble as he increases his speed again. He must feel me tighten around him because I hear him grunt.
“Fuck.” His motions become more erratic as I feel the warmth of his cum hit inside me.
He keeps going until all of his release is emptied, and it adds to my own pleasure to know he’s been so undone by me, by us.
When we both finally stop, he glides his big hands from my hips to the top of my back, as if to make sure I’m real.
“You okay?” His voice is full of adoration, affection.
“Very.”
“Good.”
“And I don’t think any water got on my hair at all, so thank you,” I tease.
He chuckles. “Anything for you.”
He pulls out of me, and I can feel more keenly the wetness he’s leaving behind. So can he apparently, because when I turnaround to face him again, he’s studying the evidence visible between my legs.
“I—” he starts to say, but then stops.
“What?” I ask softly.
He doesn’t respond with words, instead rubbing two fingers where our combined pleasure has mixed together against my skin. Then he brings those fingers to his mouth, and sucks.
“Oh—” The sound ofmegasping fills the shower.
He draws his fingers out of his mouth.Blushing.
“I wanted to see what it tasted like. Us.”
New kink unlocked, I guess.
“It’s hot, Rawley,” I reassure him.
“Oh, yeah?—”
And then he’s on his knees, head leaning toward my dripping core, before…
I feel his hot tongue lick more of the mixture painting my thighs, my pussy.
Holy crap.
My nerve endings start lighting up again, and I bring a hand to his brown curls, now damp.
Knock, knock.
Crap, someone’s at the locker room door.
“This is security, is anyone in there?” comes a man’s voice.
“Oh shit,” Rawley says to me as he pops back to his feet and slams the water off.
I realize that since this is the women’s locker room, I’m the one who should probably answer.
