Free Step by Roxie Rivera Page B

anything like this. My body trembled wildly, and I felt that slick, pulsing heat throbbing between my thighs. I clung to his shoulders and tried to slow it down, even if just for a few minutes.
    "Wait," I panted in between frantic kisses. "Step."
    "What?" He teethed my earlobe, and I nearly slid off the counter and right onto the floor. The sharp little bite of pain traveled right to my pulsing clitoris. I hadn't felt a jolt like that even when touching and exploring myself late at night.
    "I've been working all day." I feebly searched for an excuse.
    "And?" His lips were on the swell of my breast again. "God, you have gorgeous tits. I have to get you out of this bra…"
    "Wait." I grasped his wrist. "I—"
    He held still and waited for me to give him a reason why we had to stop.
    I swallowed and licked my lips. "Um…I'm all sweaty?"
    "Is that what you're worried about? Hell, that's easy enough to fix."
    Without another second of warning, he stood up, collected me in his arms and tossed me over his shoulder like a freaking caveman. "Step!"
    "You're the one who wanted a shower," he reminded me, amusement filling his voice.
    Dangling upside down, I whacked his taut backside with both hands. "Put me down!"
    He laughed and kept on walking. The floor in my bouncing vision soon changed from hardwood to marble. He carefully lowered me to my feet and stepped away just long enough to turn on the walk-in shower. I only had a few seconds to marvel at his gorgeous bathroom before he was standing in front of me and tugging at my clothing. His wicked kisses made my head pound—and before I knew it, I was stark naked in front of him.
    Step breathed hard as he gazed at my body. He looked at me as if I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. "That's it. From now on, I shop for myself on my birthday because you are the prettiest fucking gift I have ever unwrapped."
    I blushed hotly, but he tipped my head back with his fingers beneath my chin. "Don't be embarrassed, Jem. You are gorgeous ."
    "I…"
    "You." He kissed my mouth. "Are." His lips danced across my breasts. "Beautiful." He suckled my nipple and released it with a noisy pop. "You are beautiful."
    He lifted his head and gazed into my eyes, and I felt all my inhibitions flee. I reached for his shirt and started to lift it up his chest. I was too short to pull it off of him so he took over and let me concentrate on his pants. Pushing aside my hands, he quickly peeled out of them and threw them across the bathroom. Naked and flushed, we stared at each other for a moment, both of us smiling nervously.
    "Come here, rybka ." He reached for my hand and dragged me into the shower. I closed my eyes and let him run his big hands all over my body. Pulling me back against his chest, he pointed at the tile in front of me. "Put your hands there."
    I did as instructed, mainly because I didn't know if could stand up straight without the help. Behind me, he lathered up his palms and spread soap along my curves. I tried not to hyperventilate when he cupped my bare sex with his sudsy hand and bit down on the curve of my neck. His fingers traced the seam of my pussy. "I can't wait to get my tongue right here."
    I nearly passed out when he said that. It was the dirtiest, most exciting thing a man had ever said to me—but he wasn't done yet.
    "I'm going to bury my face in your cunt until you come and come and beg me to stop." His fingers swirled around my swollen clitoris, and I clawed at the wet tile, my fingers squealing against the marble. "Then I'll let you ride my cock. I want to watch you bouncing on my lap while I enjoy these." He cupped both of my breasts and then pinched my nipples.
    I cried out and tried to catch my breath. My body was on fire now. I didn't know how much more of this I could take. Was this moving too fast? Did I need to put the brakes on? Maybe we needed a time-out. "We have to stop."
    "You're right." Step dragged me under the water spray and rinsed away the soap clinging