I could've sworn I not only felt, but heard, the fire being extinguished in her as soon as she stood trembling under the cold water.
Looking at her soaking wet had me pushing her farther into the shower and stepping in behind her.
Might as well cool some of my own flames while we were at it.
I'd been with a lot of women. But nothing had turned me on harder or faster than having Kiema kiss my chest. Every hesitant graze of her lips shot fingers of fire to my cock. Every timid lave of her tongue had tightened my balls. I hadn't been lying when I told her that she could come check out if what she'd done was okay with me.
I closed my eyes as I imagined showing her, all fucking day and night.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
I opened my eyes, shot her a wry smile "Except for my balls turning to icicles, yeah, peachy. Why?"
She giggled. "You look like you're in pain."