Author: Jaci Burton

“I’m on top and I’m in charge here now,” she said with a sassy grin.

“Is that right?” In an instant he was upright, still inside her, and walking toward the house. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, but didn’t fight him.

“You just think you’re so tough, don’t you?”

If he was tough, he wouldn’t be doing this with her. She really had no idea how much of a freakin’ marshmallow he really was where she was concerned. “You bet I am.”

“Hmph. I know martial arts. I could take you down right now if I wanted to.”

He paused and looked at her, their noses practically touching. “And do you want to?”

She shrugged. “Not particularly. I’m hot, I’m sweaty, and my muscles ache. And I need a shower. I’ll kick your ass later, after I’ve had a chance to cool off, clean up and rest a little.”

He tilted his head back and laughed. “That’s my practical girl.”

He carried her into the house and didn’t let her go until he had deposited her in the upstairs bathroom, turned on the shower, then dragged her under the water with him. She laughed when he pulled her beneath the wide spray.

After she was wet, he grabbed her shampoo and poured it over her head.

“What are you doing?”

“Washing your hair.”

“Oh.”

He massaged her scalp, loving the way the silky strands felt in his fingers. His buddies would laugh at him for doing this. Not quite manly, but anything he could do to put his hands on Lily was fun for him. He didn’t really care whether it was a guy thing or not. And the rewards for doing it were substantial.

She sighed, made moaning sounds, and she was utter putty in his hands. He tilted her head slightly back to rinse her hair, then applied the conditioner that women seemed to think was necessary after shampooing.

After he was finished rinsing that out of her hair, he picked up the bottle of body wash and poured it into his hands, rubbing his palms together to make a lather. He spread it over her back in slow circles.

“Mac.”

“Yeah.”

“That feels…”

He waited, but she didn’t continue. “That feels what?”

“No one’s ever bathed me before.”

Her voice was so soft it was almost a whisper. He shook his head, unable to believe no man had never catered to Lily. She deserved more than this—more than he could ever give her, that was for sure. A woman like her needed pampering by some rich guy who could give her luxuries, entire days at the spa to be catered to. A maid, servants to cook and clean for her. He smiled, thinking how easily she could slip into that lifestyle. Hell, she’d grown up in it—it suited her.

Not hiding out, being shot at and constantly on the run. That was his life, not hers.

He moved his hands down the curve of her back, slipping his soapy fingers between the crack of her ass. She shivered, then bent forward, casting him one hell of a hot look over her shoulder, one filled with promise.

One part rich girl, the other part biker babe. She was a mix of contradictions, and the only woman he’d ever really wanted. The only one who’d gotten under his skin and hadn’t let loose. How was he ever going to let her go? How could he not? His life wasn’t for her and the best thing he could ever do for her was to cut her loose.

Which was going to happen soon, if all worked out according to plan.

That wasn’t what he wanted to think about right now.

Now he was sliding his hand between the sweet cheeks of Lily’s ass, and she wasn’t pulling away—she shuddered and clenched her butt in a way that made his dick twitch. So he kept his fingers there, skimming up and down the little hole.

“Mac.”

He leaned against the shower wall, sweeping aside the wet tendrils of her hair to nibble on her neck. “Yeah, baby.” He continued to play with her anus, letting her grow accustomed to his touch.

“That feels so…incredible.”

He smiled and played with her a little more, cupping her sex with one hand while he continued to tease her ass. He wanted her focused on sensation, on pleasure. He wanted her relaxed so she could enjoy this play. He toyed with her clit, patting it, giving her teasing caresses and ratcheting up her need. Her panting breaths, puckered nipples and the way she kept backing into his finger, then thrusting forward against his hand, told him everything he needed to know. She liked what he was doing at both ends.

She was making his dick rock hard. Damn, after the rousing session they’d just had outside, he couldn’t believe he was hard and aching for her again already.

He took it further now, coaxing his finger just past the barrier of her tight muscled entrance. She gasped as he pushed through, then she moaned as he slid his finger in further and pulled it almost all the way out.

“Yeah. Just like being fucked,” he whispered.

“Oh. Oh, God.”

She wasn’t looking at him now. Her eyes were closed, her head against the wall and her palms flat against it. He watched her hips thrust forward and back against both his hands. She was lost in it, now.

Christ, he wanted inside her, wanted to share that sensation with her.

“Have you ever had anal sex, Lily?”

She turned her head and opened her eyes, sucking in her bottom lip. She shook her head.

“Do you want to?” Because this had to be her call, her choice.

“Yes.”

No hesitation whatsoever. She wanted it. With him.

Goddamn.

And that look. Innocence, curiosity…and sexual heat.

His cock twitched and he leaned against her hip, pinning his throbbing shaft between himself and her soft flesh as he continued to prime her. He wanted all of Lily, wanted to be inside every part of her, especially where no other man had been. The thought of sliding his cock inside her tight, hot hole made his balls quiver.

But he had to ease her through this first time, wanted to make it pleasurable for her. And he didn’t want to halt this moment, but he sure as hell wasn’t going in her this way.

“Don’t move.” He withdrew and washed his hands, then hurried out of the shower, opening and closing drawers and cabinets in the bathroom, praying Tom had something, anything useful. He almost rejoiced with a loud whoop when he found a bottle of lube. Thank God Tom had a sex life. Then he grabbed a condom from his room.

He stepped back in the shower to find Lily leaning with her back against the shower wall, two fingers inside her pussy.

Her hot stare shattered him.

“Damn, baby.”

“I need you, Mac. Hurry.”

He placed the lube on the shelf and planted his hands on the wall on either side of her shoulders, then kissed her with the ravaging hunger eating him up inside. Her tongue thrust into his mouth and met his with wild abandon, her fingers tearing into his hair, pulling with hard yanks. He didn’t care.

He liked his woman wild and needy. He stroked her breasts, plucking at her nipples until she whimpered against his lips.

When he couldn’t stand it anymore, he removed his mouth from hers and flipped her around so her face was to the shower wall.

“Spread your legs and push your ass out at me.”

She did, but he wasn’t ready to plunge inside her ass yet. He wanted her screaming first, crying out and begging him to fuck her. As soon as she was in position, he knelt and spread her ass cheeks, smoothing his fingers along the soft crack.

Even here, she was beautiful. Pink and tiny, her pussy lips swollen and visible underneath. He leaned in and buried his face between her checks, snaking his tongue out to lick around the puckered hole.

“Oh, my God, Mac!”

Lily tensed, but Mac caressed her buttocks, leaning back a bit. “Relax, baby, Let me lick you.”

She shuddered when he forced her cheeks apart, then dove in again, licking around the rim with soft strokes. He slipped his hand around her to massage her pussy, wanting her concentrating on pleasure only. He licked her with alternating strokes—fast, then slow, long laps, continuing to play with her clit and pussy lips until she was writhing against him. Any hesitation she had soon disappeared and she was shoving her ass in his face.

Oh, yeah. Just where he wanted her. Wild and out of control. He stood and grabbed the lube, coating his finger and pouring it over the crack of her ass. He penetrated her with one finger, still using his other hand to maintain his rhythm on her clit, moving to her side now so he could maintain a rhythm, fucking her ass with his finger, embedding it deep inside her now. Her tight ass pulsed, growing accustomed to the invasion.

This was just the start. There was much more to come.

First, he wanted Lily to climax, then he was going to bury his cock deep in her tiny hole and take her virgin ass.

His cock twitched in anticipation. He could so easily take her right now, before she got off. But he forced himself to wait. He wanted her primed, wanted her pussy dripping wet, pulsing from orgasm. Then it would be his turn.

“Does it feel good?” he asked, tunneling his finger in and out of her in a slow, deep rhythm.

“Yes. Oh, yes. Give me more.”

“You like having your ass fucked.”

Her nails scraped the wall. “Quit. Quit talking. Make me come.”

He grinned at her irritation, but continued to tease around her clit, knowing it wasn’t going to take much to push her over the edge. “You want me to rub your clit for you baby?”

“Fuck you, Mac. Do it.”

“Oooh, you’re a little cranky when you’re horny, aren’t you?”

She grabbed his wrist and planted his hand firmly over her sex, holding it there, setting the pace and exact location she wanted. She turned her head, her eyes glassy and unfocused as she glared at him. “Shove your finger in my ass hard and make me come. Now.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said with a wink, though he doubted she even saw the gesture. He pressed his palm down hard over her clit and he felt the contractions as she climaxed. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes and let out a low moan. The muscles of her ass latched onto his finger and squeezed and he knew then just how damn good it was going to be when his dick was inside her. He held still, letting her ride the wave. He withdrew his finger, washed up a bit, then poured more lube over her ass.

He applied the condom, positioned himself behind her, kicked her legs apart a little more, and coated his cock fully with lube. He leaned over her, kissed the back of her neck and said, “Now, I’m going to really fuck your ass.”

Her shoulders hunched with her hard breaths. “Do it.”

She bent over even further, presenting her sweet buttocks to him. He held onto his shaft and pushed the soft head through the tight entrance, holding still while she hissed.

“You tell me to stop if it hurts.”

“I’m fine,” she said, pushing back against him, which allowed him to slide further inside her. He stilled, letting her body adjust to his thickness, letting her breathe through the burn. When she moved again, so did he, pushing forward inch by inch until he was fully seated inside her. When she was accustomed to him, he began to move, with gentle ease at first; then, when he sensed her need, a little harder.

“More,” she said.

He thrust with determination this time, and she groaned, tossing her head back, spraying him with water that flew from the ends of her hair. It was wild, untamed, as she bucked against him, pushing her ass onto his cock. She was like a vise inside. A hot, melting torture chamber, the tightest thing he’d ever felt. He turned the water temperature down because he was dying, inside and out. He closed his eyes and focused on the sensation of being surrounded by all of that heat, of being inside Lily’s ass, of being so intimately connected to her in this way. This was such a gift and he wanted to make it special for her. He wanted her to orgasm again, to feel her squeeze the come right out of his dick.