N. Walters - Past Promises

His big body surrounded her as he slipped in behind her and pulled her back to rest against him. His erection pressed against the center of her back, a tangible reminder that he wanted her again.

“This is nice.” What an understatement. Linda had never bathed with a man before, never would have imagined even doing so.

Levi reached around her, plucked a bar of soap from the holder and began to rub it between his large palms. Bubbles poked out from between his fingers as he built a thick lather. Dropping the soap back into the dish, he placed his hands on her stomach and began to rub.

“This is very nice,” he agreed as his hands continued their lazy circles, moving steadily upward.

Linda let her head fall back against his shoulder and stared up at him. In the flickering candlelight, he looked barbaric and untamed with his hair flowing down to his shoulders. His expression was one of total concentration as his fingers skimmed the undersides of her breasts.

Her nipples tightened, puckering into pointy nubs. Levi gave a low hum of pleasure as he circled her breasts, coating them in soap and bubbles. His fingers slid easily around her nipples, not quite touching them.

“Levi,” she moaned, her hips shifting. The motion pushed her back against his erection. His hands tightened around her breasts. She could feel his shaft pulsing, hot and heavy.

“Not yet.” He plucked at her distended nipples, tugging gently with his thumbs and forefingers.

Lightning shot from her breasts to between her thighs. She tilted her head back further, wanting to see him better. Levi gave a growl of pleasure. His mouth came down to cover hers.

This . This was what she wanted. Hot, mindless kisses that went on and on. Tongues dueling. Twining. Levi tasted hot and male and absolutely perfect. She’d never met a man quite like him. He was so self-contained, but she’d always sensed the depths beneath the layers.

She reached behind her, gripping his hair in her hand and tugging him closer. One of his hands continued to tease her nipples while the other one slid lower. She parted her legs for him. Eager. Ready.

A sexy rumble came from deep in his chest as he stroked over her wet, soapy flesh. Linda gasped, breaking away from their kiss when he slipped two thick fingers into her snug channel. Yes, they’d had sex once, but she was still tight.

“Damn, you’re so perfect.” He stroked his fingers inward, curling them upward on the outward stroke.

Linda cried his name. He’d found her sweet spot. She whimpered, arching upward. She needed him deeper. Harder.

He pressed his thumb against her swollen clit and she bucked, sending a wave of water over the side of the tub. Levi gave a sensual, satisfied laugh and touched her clit again.

“Come for me.” He pressed his fingers deep. When he withdrew, he spread them apart, widening her, preparing her. “Give me everything.”

His voice was thick with need as he plucked one swollen nipple, then another. Back and forth he went, working his fingers in and out of her channel. Her pussy was on fire.

She needed to come. Had to come.

Breathing was impossible. She panted hard, sucking in air. Her hips arched upward and she cried out. More water sloshed out of the tub and onto the floor. Her entire body coiled. She came, hard and fast. Spasms shook her while she rode out the waves of pleasure.

Through it all, Levi was there with her, touching her, coaxing her onward. Her orgasm seemed to spin on forever. When it was over, she collapsed back against him totally spent.

He shifted her so she wasn’t pressing so hard against his erection. It was then it dawned on her that this had been a solo flight. He’d made it all about her.

“What about you?” Her voice was lazy. Sleepy.

“Not here. No condom.” He grabbed the cloth and began to wash her. A strange lethargy filled her and she let him clean her from head to toe. She grumbled when he set her away from him and stood. But then she realized what a wonderful view she had as he stepped to the other end of the tub and gave himself a quick wash.

His legs were like tree trunks, so long and strong. Muscles roped over his thighs and arms and he dragged the cloth over them. His chest was slick. Linda wanted to lick the beads of water that slid over his hard, brown nipples and down his abs.

But it was what was between his thighs that captured her attention the most. His cock was long and broad. The plum-shaped head was dark and smooth. His shaft was thick and engorged with blood. The sac below it was heavy and full.

Reaching out, she lightly ran her fingers over his length. Levi groaned, dropping the cloth into the water. It landed with a heavy plop, forgotten by them both. Linda went up on her knees in front of him.

“This isn’t a good idea.”

She ran her thumb over the crown, spreading the bead of moisture that seeped from the slit. The muscles in his stomach clenched.

“This is an excellent idea,” she countered, letting her hand slide down his shaft. His skin was so soft and hot to touch. She cupped the heavy sac and gave a gentle squeeze. Levi groaned. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, but he made no move to stop her.

Licking her lips, she leaned forward, blowing softly. His cock flexed and Levi shuddered. His hand cupped the back of her head, urging her forward. Linda leaned inward, wanting to taste him.

She circled her tongue over the head of his cock. He tasted slightly salty and musky. She liked it. Opening her mouth, she took him inside. His hips thrust forward. She took as much of him as she could, wrapping her hand around his shaft and squeezing.

Sucking, she began to move up and down his cock. Levi’s fingers tightened in her hair, guiding her movements. Linda was surprised by how aroused she was getting again. His pleasure was feeding her own.

He tugged back, his voice ragged. “Stop. You have to stop.”

She didn’t want to stop and kept sucking.

Levi groaned and tugged a bit hard. “I want to be inside you when I come again.”

She released him with a wet pop. Levi was out of the tub before she could blink. Reaching in, he hauled her out of the tub and into his arms. He paused long enough to blow out the candles before carrying her down the hall and into his bedroom.

The light from the streetlamp beyond was the only illumination, but it was enough for her to make out a king-size bed, a nightstand and a chest of drawers. Levi dumped her on the bed, following her down.

He leaned over her, arms braced on either side, blocking out the light. “You are so beautiful.” There was wonder in his voice as he peppered her forehead, cheeks and chin with tender kisses.

She knew she wasn’t beautiful. She was average and had some good features. She knew how to dress well for her body type and had long since stopped worrying about the rest of it.

Her mother had lamented the fact that Linda wouldn’t dye her hair or get surgery to correct the fact that her nose wasn’t quite perfect. All she’d heard while she was growing up was that she’d have to make the most of what little she had in the looks department. But Levi made her feel beautiful.

The comforter beneath her was getting damp as their bodies dried. She shivered. Not because she was cold, but because she wanted him again.

She’d already come twice and still she ached.

She stroked his powerful shoulders, feeling the muscle ripple beneath her fingers. “How do you do this to me?” she moaned.

“Do what?” He trailed kisses up the side of her neck before stroking his tongue over the whorls of her ear.

“That.” Her fingernails dug into his skin. “Make me want you so much.”

Levi stilled and then levered himself up, supporting himself on his hands. He stared down at her, his eyes smoldering with sexual tension. “That’s a dangerous thing to tell a man.”