He slid one hand over her ribs and belly, then between her legs to cup her sex. “South.”

She shifted, rising up to sling each of her legs over his, widening, giving him access. “Good spot. Touch me and make me come. I’ve had a hard day and I want you to make me scream.”

She tilted her head back and he leaned in to kiss her, at the same time sliding his fingers inside her. Here she was hotter than the water surrounding them, her body welcoming his fingers by squeezing him, pulsing around him. He ached to be inside her, his dick arcing against her butt in search of her.

He could wait for his needs. Right now it was all about Stella’s pleasure, coaxing her body to respond by sliding his hand over her plump lips, then tucking his fingers back inside, feeling her clench around him. He took his time, not wanting to rush things. He wanted to build this up slow and easy for her, making each second count.

Her skin was like silk under the water, her body rippling against his as he took his time, making gentle motions with his hands, his fingers gliding in and out of her. And each time he tucked back inside of her, she clenched, gripping him, sucking him in like a vortex, demanding more.

He knew when the time was right to increase the pressure of his hand, to slide his fingers over the tight knot of her clit. When she rose against him, when her moans grew louder, when he felt her entire body tense and shudder against him, he knew she was almost there.

He kissed her shoulder, took a little nibble of her flesh there.

“Trick. Dammit, Trick. I need . . .”

“Shhh,” he said. “I know what you need. I’ll get you there.”

He shoved his fingers in her, no longer gentle. He knew her body now as well as he knew his own, felt the spasms and pressed down harder with the heel of his hand, rocking it with just the right tempo until she shattered.

“Oh, yes. Oh, God, yes.”

He loved the sound of her coming, the feel of her body as she let go. He wrapped an arm around her and held tight to her, licking the side of her neck and lapping up those goose bumps with his tongue as she shivered against him while she came.

When she quieted against him, he held her, kissed her throat and ached for her.

She finally turned to face him, tracing his jaw with her fingertip. “That was an epic orgasm. Thank you.”

She kissed him and wrapped her legs around him, sliding her sex against his throbbing cock.

His fingers dove into her hair and he was lost in her taste, the scent of sex blooming around them.

She pulled back. “Stand up.”

He arched a brow. “You ready to get out of the tub?”

“No. I’m ready to suck your cock and make you come.”

He wasn’t about to turn down an invitation like that.

She slid off of him and he stood, water dripping off his body. He looked down and Stella moved to the edge of the tub, finding a spot on the ledge to sit.

“Now, come closer and bring that fine cock of yours with you.”

Seeing her naked, her body flushed from the hot bath and her even hotter orgasm, made his cock lurch upward.

She reached for him with her hands, circling his shaft with both of them.

She looked up at him. “The things you do to me make me hot, Trick. And wet. You make me come like no one else ever has.”

He had to admit he liked hearing that. His lips curved. “Good. And I like your hands on me. Keep doing that.”

She stroked him, starting at the base and curving her hands over him, all the way to the tip, where she teased her thumb over the crest. And when she leaned forward and flicked her tongue over the head, he could have exploded right then. Touching her and having his fingers inside her had primed him. He was ready right now, but he wanted to enjoy every second of Stella’s hands and mouth on him, so he intended to delay his orgasm.

Until she took him in her mouth, swallowed him whole.

“Fuck,” he said, leaning forward to palm the wall.

The heat of her mouth unraveled him, the way she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. Her mouth was wicked temptation, crushing him, making him want to erupt. He looked down at her, watching her cheeks hollow as she gave him pressure, her head tilted back so he could see her eyes while she blew his goddamned mind.

She was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, and she was ripping him apart with every flick of her tongue. And when she slid his cock from her lips, only to stroke him, lift his shaft, and take his ball sac in her mouth, he thought he’d fucking die from the pleasure.

He sifted his fingers through her hair. “You’re killing me, Stella.”

She rolled his balls around in her mouth, then let go, gave him a devilish smile, and took his cock again, this time relentless as she sucked him hard, giving him no mercy, her head bobbing back and forth over his shaft.