Free Heartless: Episode #3 by J. Sterling Page A

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    Daniel opened the shower door and walked in. His hands encircled my waist, and he turned me to face him just like I had imagined. He leaned forward and kissed my shoulder before moving to my neck. “Did I do this?”
    “Something like that,” I said before craning my neck to the side, giving him all of it.
    “What about this? Did I do this?” he asked before moving down to my breasts.
    Water ran down them and onto his lips.
    I moaned in response as he pulled my nipple into his mouth and circled it with his tongue. His hand massaged my other breast, and he licked and sucked at me before switching sides.
    Water drenched his face, and I leaned forward, licking it off his lips, before he disappeared again, burying his face in my other breast. As he tugged the nipple between his teeth, I pulled his hair, enjoying the brief shock waves going through my body. He wasted no time in dropping to his knees.
    He looked up at me, his hazel eyes shining. “I bet this was part of the fantasy, wasn’t it?”
    I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth and pulled it between my teeth as his tongue entered me. My hips bucked against his face in response, and his grip on my waist tightened as he held me firmly in place. Staring down at his wet dark hair, I watched as he devoured me, his mouth eating me like we were at the dinner table. His tongue lapped at my wetness, both from the shower and from my own excitement.
    “You taste so fucking good. I love it.” He glanced up at me before diving back in.
    I fisted his hair in one hand and pressed his head against me, not wanting him to stop, as each lick elicited more and more pleasure from me. His tongue moved at a fevered pace, licking and sucking, and my body started to quiver.
    “Oh God, Daniel. Don’t stop. Please don’t fucking stop,” I begged.
    He continued, each strong stroke making my breathing increasingly erratic. Waves of heat and ecstasy ripped through me, causing my body to jerk in response. I pulled his head away, needing the reprieve, as I came down from my high.
    “Did we get that far in your version?” he asked, his face smug.
    “If we got that far, I’d probably be fired.” I managed a laugh before dropping to my knees. “Your turn,” I warned before grabbing his manhood with my hand.
    “Elizabeth, you don’t have to,” he started to say.
    I took him into my mouth.
    “Nothing. Everything’s great here,” he said.
    I had to stop myself from laughing.
    I continued to take him farther and farther into my mouth with each stroke until I could not take him any deeper. The moans escaping from his mouth told me he liked what I was doing, and I loved the way it made me feel. Knowing that I was the one bringing him this kind of pleasure made me feel powerful. His hand tangled in my hair as he softly pulled me toward him. It wasn’t a demanding tug like I’d heard about from other women, but it was more like he wanted to be involved somehow and couldn’t resist touching me while I pleased him.
    “That feels amazing. You’re so good,” he groaned.
    I worked him in and out of my mouth. His hips started to thrust against me, taking care not to push too hard or too deep, and I knew he was on the brink of coming undone. My hand stroked him as my mouth sucked simultaneously, and his head dropped back, water spilling down all around his body.
    “I’m gonna come, babe,” he breathed out before pulling out of my mouth and emptying himself on the shower floor.
    “You didn’t have to do that,” I tried to argue while part of me was thankful for the save.
    “I wasn’t sure what you preferred. One step at a time, right?” He smiled. “But that step was fucking incredible.” He helped me to my feet. “You do know we’re in a drought.”
    “I know. We’d better hurry up and get out of here.” I tugged at my partially wet and tangled hair.
    Daniel turned the bottles on my built-in shelving, so he could read them before grabbing the one labeled Shampoo .