Free Rumor Has It by Leela Lou Dahlin

favorite part when he stopped her and stripped the soap from her hands.
    “My turn,” he said as he spun her away from him.
    There must be a reason he didn’t want her to handle his most intimate part, and it made her extremely upset. She wouldn’t go into it now, but if they were going to continue, she wanted as much freedom to explore his body as she gave him to explore hers.
    He picked up the bodywash she loved so much and smelled it.
    “Hmmm…this is why I always want to take a big bite out of you. Vanilla-rose sugar scrub. That sounds delicious, but your pussy tastes better than anything I’ve ever put my mouth on.”
    “Thanks.” She tried to smile but knew it wasn’t her best effort.
    “How do you usually put it on?”
    “With the net scrubby that’s behind you.”
    He turned to look at the net ball and turned back to her. “I think I’ll do it my way.”
    HE MOVED TOWARD her and rubbed his hands together before placing them on her breasts. The small circles he was making with the sweet-smelling foam was mesmerizing, and then he made bigger circles, engulfing more of her body with each swipe. When her whole body was covered with suds and she was moaning with every glide of his hands across her body, he was satisfied. He enjoyed every pluck of her nipples, and every time he got near the pulsating bundle of nerves between her legs she shuddered and moaned.
    He brought her back to the water and kissed her as he rinsed them both of the suds they’d rubbed on each other.
    She was so hot, he thought about turning the water to cool, but then he’d have to let go of her body, and he wasn’t prepared to do that.
    He knew she was upset he hadn’t let her have as much fun with his cock as she wanted to, but something about her made him supersensitive. Watching the reverent expression cross her face and the excitement he felt just by being around her was too much. Chill out for a few days and let this rest; that was what needed to be done. He’d told her not to expect more than one night, but he was the one who’d initiated this shower of doom.
    Staying was what he desired, but the decision was made and he was going to stick to it. He was going to relax her in the best way he knew how, tuck her in, and then say good night. That should be something he could handle. In his mind it was settled; he’d come up with a good plan, although his body did not seem to agree. His arms ached to hold her, and he wanted nothing more than to lie with her—smelling her hair, touching her body, and starting the cycle of drive Raina wild.
    Stopping the kiss, he turned her so she would be able to rinse off the front of her body, then sneaked his hand down her body to the bundle of nerves that would relax her and make him feel better about what was going to happen. She’d been aroused the whole time they’d been in the shower. They both had, but he knew this climax was going to be good and loud. She was practically purring as it was.
    “You have such a pretty kitty, Raina. Open up and let me stroke it.” He placed her leg up on the built-in seat, giving him lots of room to work.
    Raina turned her head to get a kiss, and he obliged her as he tried to stimulate as many hot spots as possible. It didn’t take long before she let go of his mouth and let out a loud, shaky groan that almost made him erupt just from hearing it. She was pretty limp when she finished.
    He turned off the water and got out first to get her one of the fluffiest towels he’d ever seen. He wrapped her in one and watched her dry off as he did the same.
    “How was that?”
    “Perfect. I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed a shower more,” she said with a huge smile that was as sexy as it was coy. He didn’t want to say that he didn’t either, so he smiled back at her.
    He watched her become slightly self-conscious, which was funny since he’d not only seen her body but had spent the better part of an hour touching, rubbing, and tasting it.
    He put on his