Under Pressure(31)

Pulling her closer to him, the water falling on her back now, he rubbed more soap over her stomach in lazy circles and over the soft curves of her hips then switched directions as he knelt down and lifted one of her feet and massaged it before placing it on his bended knee. He felt a surprising jolt of lust surge when he saw her pretty little toes colored a bright pink. She braced herself with a hand against the shower wall as he continued his journey over her body, rubbing her calf muscle slowly with long, sure strokes while kissing her bended knee. He slowly rubbed his hands higher up to her thigh, using soft caressing strokes that were meant to tempt and sooth.

Bella was panting now, waiting for his hands to move just a little higher. But they didn’t. He put her foot back down on the floor and started the whole process with her other leg, and she closed her eyes, just enjoying the feelings flooding through her.

When both her feet were back on the floor, Jason didn’t get up but moved to push her body against the wall and circled his hands around her to cup her ass, bringing her lower body closer. Her eyes sprung open in surprise as she watched his magnificent body kneeling before her.

“Lean back against the wall, baby. Aye, just like that.”

Bella watched the water droplets mat his hair against the side of his face and hit his back to trail down his bronze skin. His hands held her hips, his thumbs running lightly over the scars left on her lower abdomen. He moved closer to her and pressed a gentle kiss on her mound, stroking his fingers lightly through the soft curls guarding her entrance.

“You are so beautiful, lass. Let me, just let me taste you. I need to taste you.”

He parted her thighs wider and slowly sank a finger into her depths, and she moaned, letting her head fall back. He started to stroke the inside of her channel with his finger, already slick with her cream. He then used two fingers, touching that magical spot deep inside her over and over again. She closed her eyes and leaned back, letting the feelings come in waves of pleasure each time he used his fingers to penetrate her body.

Her body was so primed by his seductive touch that when Jason leaned forward to lightly suck on her clit, she came, sending shock waves coursing through her body as her soft cry echoed off the walls. Pleasure careened through her system, making her legs shake, muscles tightening until she could barely hold herself up.

Jason hummed in pleasure as he continued to stroke his fingers inside her, drinking her down, loving the sweet taste of her. He gently continued to stroke his tongue over her clit, prolonging her pleasure, holding her steady when her legs buckled. He ran both hands between her legs to feel her cream mix with the falling water.

Bella watched as a tremor went through Jason’s body as his slowly stood, staring at her with such intense eyes she couldn’t look away if she tried. He rose gracefully, his body tight with lust, his silver eyes watching her like a predator stalking his prey. To her surprise, she wasn’t frightened at all. Instead, seeing the lust gleam in Jason’s eyes made her hot all over. She felt excited that this gorgeous man in front of her wanted her, despite what he had found out about her, as was evident by the large erection pulsing against his belly.

He stood there before her, looking like a pagan god, eyes hot sexual promise, golden skin shimmering with water drops over corded muscles. Her gaze drifted down over his broad shoulders to watch the muscles flex in his chest, making her ache to touch him. She grabbed the bottle of bodywash, poured some into her own hand, and reached out to rub her hands over his chest. He took her wrists in his hands gently, stopping her.

“Bella, this was for you.”

“Please, let me. Help me feel normal. Give this to me. I want to touch you. Please let me touch you,” Bella whispered back.

God, when she said please like that, he could deny her nothing. Feeling like a selfish bastard, he let go, his arms falling to his sides as braced himself for the pleasurable torture of letting her explore his body with her small hands.

Bella lathered his broad chest and shoulders and noticed a number of scars on Jason’s body. Some small, some much bigger than her own. His body was tense, his muscle rippling as he strained for control. She felt him strain under her hands and could feel his self-restraint as he held himself completely still for her to explore. She moved him, and he turned so the spray of water struck his chest as she continued her exploration over his back.

She saw what looked like an old scar from a bullet on his lower right shoulder and leaned in to press her lips over it. Jason’s body shivered despite the steam as her lips pressed to the old wound. She continued to wash him and pressed small kisses over each of his scars that she saw on her way down his body. Oh God, he had so many battle scars that her heart hurt for him and what he had been through.