Rory's body shifted slightly and I heard him yawn. I closed my eyes again so he wouldn't realize I was awake yet. I wasn't ready for this moment to end.
He put his fingers through my hair and then ran his thumb along the back of my neck.
I gulped. He likes studying me too.
His fingers wandered over my shoulder and traced my collarbone. I could feel him getting more erect beneath my cheek. I smiled to myself. I wanted for us to continue where we had left off the night before, so I pretended to yawn. Rory immediately pulled his hand away.
I rolled onto my back and looked up at him. He had more scruff on his face than usual. Probably because I hadn't let him shower last night. And his shirt was still off, revealing his perfect abs. It took every ounce of restraint in me to not trace my fingertips along the lines of his six pack.
"Hey," he said and smiled down at me.
"When did we fall asleep?" I asked.
"You fell asleep right after Ryan Howard hit a homerun. You said something along the lines of seeing what a guy can do with a baseball bat isn't nearly as fun as seeing what he can do in bed."
"I did not," I said and sat up.
Rory laughed. "No, you did. And then you said if skills in the bedroom were somehow related to baseball, that I'd be hitting homeruns in every game."
"No. In front of your friends?"
"You become very honest when you've had too much to drink. You passed out after your confession."
"But I didn't even drink that much." I put my arm over my eyes and leaned back against the couch.
Rory put his arm around my shoulders. "Yeah, I know. I'm just messing with you."
"Rory!" I shoved his chest. But I didn't move my hand away. I let it wander down his chest and abs.
"I'm in serious need of a shower. You are welcome to join me though." He stood up and put his hand out for me.
I quickly grabbed it and he pulled me to my feet.
"None of that friendship shower shit, though." His eyes were smoldering. Whenever he looked at me with his hazel eyes I got completely lost.
"Sorry, what?"
He laughed and picked me up over his shoulder.
"Rory!"
He spanked my ass and carried me into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind him.
"Rory, put me down!"
He spanked me again and turned on the water.
"Rory I haven't even brushed my teeth."
He slowly lowered me down, keeping my torso pressed against him. "If you insist." He let go of my hips and grabbed his toothbrush. I looked down at his erection pressing against his athletic shorts. I quickly grabbed my toothbrush and began brushing my teeth. He looked at me in the mirror and smiled.
I turned around and rested my ass against the sink. He was staring down at me with even more intensity. I put my hands down on the counter and lifted myself up so that I was sitting on the sink, and continued to brush my teeth. He spit into the sink and placed his toothbrush back into the holder.
But I wasn't done yet. It was fun making him wait. I spread my thighs. With my free hand, I traced my fingers up my inner thigh
"Okay, that's it." He grabbed my waist again and lifted me over his shoulder.
"Rory! I'm not done!"
"Too bad." He slapped my ass as he pulled back the shower curtain. I tossed my toothbrush in the sink as he stepped into the shower. I was still fully dressed and he was still wearing his shorts.
"Rory!" I screamed and started laughing as the water fell on my back.
He lowered me down again once I was completely soaked. "Now this is a good look on you." His eyes wandered away from my face.
I looked down and saw that my nipples could be seen clearly through my wet, white t-shirt. "Someone told me that I shouldn't wear underwear. I wasn't sure if that included a bra or not."
He looked so sexy with droplets of water falling down his face. Beads of water were even forming on his eyelashes. It made me want to kiss every inch of his face.
"It did," he said, grabbing the side of my shirt and pulling me against him. Our lips met under the cascading water. And he kissed me like he never had before. It was like he missed me and hadn't seen me in weeks.
I ran my hands through his wet hair. It was hard to breath under the water but I didn't care. I didn't seem to care about anything but him anymore.
He pushed my back against the cool tile wall and unzipped my jean shorts. "I don't like when you make me wait. Especially when I need to be at work in twenty minutes." He slid my shorts over my ass and down my thighs.
Oh crap. Not getting him last night had been torture. I didn't want to wait all day. "So there's no time..."
"I never said that." He grabbed his wallet out of his shorts, pulled out a condom, and tossed the wallet out of the shower.
"So what...are you going to punish me or something?" I swallowed hard. That's what I wanted. It was fun getting spanked with a spoon, but I wanted to know what it felt like to have the handcuffs on his bedpost attached to my wrists.
He grabbed my waist and thrust himself deep inside of me.
I groaned and pressed my cheek against the tile. I wasn't ready for him. Fuck. But I was so aroused that after a second it didn't matter. I didn't need foreplay with him. I just needed him.
He grabbed my chin and tilted my face back to his. "I am going to punish you." He tilted his hips, making my back slide up the shower wall. "But I only have a few minutes. And since you've been really bad, I need a lot more time than that." He slammed his cock into me again, harder than before, pressing my ass firmly against the tile. A quiet groan escaped from his lips. "So right now, I'm just going to make you come faster than you ever have before."
Holy shit. I bit my bottom lip to prevent it from trembling.
He moved his hand to my thigh and started fucking me even harder. Harder than he ever had before.
And I loved it. I loved that he was rough with me. He knew how much I could take, and he wasn't afraid to push me to my limit.
His fingertips dug into the sides of my thighs. "If you don't come in thirty seconds, I'm going to leave you here, wanting me all day."
"Rory," I moaned. "Please don't stop."
He pulled out of me and then slammed into me deeper still. "This is one of the many places that you teased me, you know. I'd love to leave you dripping wet right here."
"Rory, please." I grabbed a fistful of his hair. I was so close.
His hips began to move faster. With each thrust my back slid slightly against the sleek wall.
"You have ten seconds, Keira."
Oh God. I could feel myself climbing higher and higher.
"I want to feel your tight pussy clench around me." He lightly nipped my earlobe. "Come for me, Keira."
His words were my undoing. "Rory!" I squeezed his strong shoulders. I had been so wound up all night. To finally find my release was the best feeling in the world. My toes curled as I came crashing down.
"Fuck," Rory groaned as he slammed into me again.
I felt his cock pulse inside of me. He leaned down and kissed me hard. I never wanted this kiss to end. He grabbed my ass and pulled me off the wall, letting the water fall down on us. With him still deep inside of me, I could feel myself wanting him again, wanting to feel that release over and over again. No one had ever made me feel like this. He groaned into my mouth and slowly pulled out of me. My body slid down his. I was still wearing my t-shirt, and it clung to my rock hard nipples as I stared up at him.