"My sexy friend," she said, her voice thick with growing desire, "you are exquisite to look at. Hot damn."
He grinned, even as lust made his blood roar in his ears and race through his veins. "Could you take these off for me?" he asked, low and deliberate as he stepped closer. He stared down at her as his cock strained against the cotton. "Friends help each other, right?"
"Of course they do," she murmured playfully. She reached out to slip her fingers into the waistband. Her touch made his heart hammer in his chest. As she pushed down the briefs, his hard cock sprung free. She grasped it and ran her thumb over the head, diluting the drop of pre-come there, making him suck in his breath and groan.
"I'm not going to get through a shower if you touch me like that," he said, his voice strangled.
She let him go. "Hurry up, then, handsome. I want that inside me."
He gripped her shoulders and lifted her to her feet, kissing her hard, consuming her mouth, possessing her. She whimpered into his mouth as she kissed him back, arching against him. Then she pulled back and gasped out, "Shower. Go."
It took all his willpower to turn away from her. He made sure the water was warm, not hot, per her instructions. Through the glass, his eyes met hers. Sure enough, she was watching him. Arousal coursed through him as he soaped up his body, as her intent gaze never left him. Her eyes followed his hands, lingered on his raging erection, hungrily tracking his every movement. He was done in two minutes, unable to believe how wildly turned on he was just from her watching him. Her eyes on him had the same stimulating effect as if she'd actually touched him. He toweled off as quickly as possible, then grabbed her hand and yanked her to her feet.
They kissed passionately, grabbing at each other, groping and panting as they fell to her bed together. He rolled her onto her back, undid her robe and pushed it open, then stopped breathing for a second. She wore red and black lace, a matching bra and panties set. "Jesus Christ," he whispered, then ran his hands over the lingerie, over her body. "You're so damn beautiful." He wanted her so bad, his hands were shaking. "I'm too far gone," he warned her. "First time's going to be quick." He hooked his thumbs into the lace at her narrow hips and dragged the panties down her legs. "Second time will be longer. But I can't wait, and you don't need me to, so . . ."
"Do it," she said, her face flushed and heavy-lidded eyes dark with desire. "Take me quick and hard."
His mind reeled. Almost frantic, he positioned himself over her and drove into her, slamming hard. They groaned together, limbs intertwining. She was so wet, ready for him. He leaned up on his elbows and pumped hard and fast, no holding back. She held on, meeting him thrust for thrust, both of them lost to mindless animal lust. Panting, clawing at each other, his demanding hips rocked as he possessed her. Her nails dragged down his back, grabbing his ass and pushing him deeper inside . . . He came with a loud groan, his whole body stiffening as he felt himself empty inside her. Eyes squeezed shut, mind gone, the waves of intense sensation crashed over him and dragged him under.
His climax spurred hers on; her legs tightened around his waist as she cried out, holding on, her nails biting into his back. He opened his eyes to look at her, her head thrown back and mouth open as she shattered beneath him, and he crushed his lips to hers to swallow her moans.
Their bodies trembled as they kissed and rode out the aftershocks. They worked to catch their breath. A light sheen of sweat covered their flushed, naked bodies. The kisses slowed, their breathing evened out, and he sank down on top of her.
"Oh my God," she finally gasped out. Her eyes held his. "That was . . . What the hell was that?"
"The quickest but hottest sex I've ever had?" he offered.
"Me too. Holy God . . ." She stared at him in wonder. "I've never been so turned on in my life."
"Same here." He kissed her, then looked at her lips. "Your mouth's a little swollen. I got a little rough at the end. I'm sorry."
"Don't be," she said. "I think I left marks of my own, though."
He grinned down at her. "Fine with me, tigress."
She snorted at that. "You were horny when you got here."
"Yes, ma'am. Thought of this all day."
"Me too," she admitted. Then she shifted beneath him. "Gotta raise my hips."
He pulled out and rolled off of her so she could swing her legs up over the headboard. He helped position a pillow under her hips, then kissed her mouth and smoothed her hair back. She was still wearing the bra; in his crazed state, ravaging her desperately, he'd never even gotten that off of her. He reached out to touch the lace. "This is hot as hell." He ran his fingers over her breasts and she sucked in a breath. "Still sensitive?"
"Yes."
"Good. We're going another round tonight. I want more."
"Fine by me." She smiled and reached up to play with his beard, the way she often liked to. "Could you please bring me some water?"
They lay side by side in bed for almost half an hour, quiet and relaxed. He loved that they didn't always have to talk. She wasn't one of those people who felt the need to fill a silence with chatter; she was comfortable enough in her own skin to not have to do that. It was one of the things he liked most about her, actually. Her being so at ease with herself made it so easy to be with her.
But as always, he couldn't keep his hands off her for long. He ran his fingers over her soft skin, paying particular attention to her red and black lace-encased breasts. "You're stunning."
"Thank you. You like the set?"
"I almost came right when I saw it, almost blew it like a horny teenager."
"You were really fired up." She grinned. "I have to watch you shower more often. That was a major turn-on for both of us."
"My naughty little voyeur," he murmured, taking her mouth in a sumptuous kiss. "Who knew?"
"I didn't know!" she said with a laugh, eyes bright. "That was new for me. I just thought about watching you shower . . . and I wanted it." Her fingers sifted through his hair as she blushed. The light in her eyes made something spark and kindle inside him. "But something about this whole scenario . . . It's different. It's kind of been . . . freeing for me. Even in bed. Is that weird? Does that make any sense?"
"It makes total sense. It's been like that for me too." He kissed her again, letting himself drown in the feel of her. "I want you again. Ready?"
"Yes."
It was a slow and leisurely exploration this time. His hands, lips, teeth, and tongue canvassed every gorgeous inch of her, a sweet and sexy discovery, and she reveled in his body the same way. When they were ready, she sat up and nudged him to lie on his back, then straddled his hips. He guided himself inside as she slid down slowly onto his hard shaft, both of them moaning softly at the amazing feel of joining.
She rode him slowly at first, taking her time, clearly reveling in every sensation. He gazed up at her, watching her grind into him, as her long curls tumbled over her shoulders, her breasts, all around her. Her eyes closed, her head fell back, her pelvis ground into him sinuously . . . He felt drugged by passion and her beauty.
They moved together in perfect sync as he drove up into her. He felt himself getting closer; trailing his hand from her breasts down her body, he found her clit and rubbed it with his thumb, making her cry out and grind harder. He picked up the pace, thrusting up into her faster, with more power, until she cried out his name and shuddered. Her orgasm brought on his roaring, mind-bending release as he panted and held on to her hips.
She sank down to collapse onto his chest and he held her close, then rolled her onto her back. Still breathing heavily, her eyes stayed closed as she murmured, "I'm like jelly. I can't move. Ohhh my God."
With a satisfied grin, he reached for a pillow and lifted her hips for her, sliding it beneath her in the necessary position. She whispered thanks. He pressed a kiss to her mouth, then flopped down beside her. They lay side by side for a few minutes as their bodies quieted. When he started to almost doze off, he made himself push up onto his elbows. "I better get going, or I'm going to pass out here."