Betting the Farm, page 8
And then there was the shower.
Now she understood what Fritz meant.
Kai kicked off her flats, slid the dreary tan vinyl curtain aside and stepped into the stall. It couldn’t have been more than a three-foot-square box. Fritz leaned his shoulder against the doorjamb and watched her twist and turn, his bottom lip clamped between his perfect white teeth, fighting off a grin.
“Wow, this is one tiny shower,” Kai said, trying not to sound disappointed or ungrateful. So she’d take quick baths. At least she’d save on hot water. On the plus side, she could prop her foot on the opposite wall to shave her legs and it’d be a breeze to clean. She eyed Fritz—tall, wide-shouldered—and frowned. “How’d you ever manage to fit in here?”
“I bathed in the hose.”
Kai giggled.
He tugged his boots and socks off and stepped into the stall with her, monopolizing the cramped space. She pressed her back against the wall. “Oh crap, now I know how a sardine feels, squished into that little can.”
Laughing, Fritz said, “Kinda reminds me of a vertical coffin.”
“Jeez, don’t say things like that.” Kai’s chest felt tight, like she couldn’t take a deep breath. “And when have you ever been inside a coffin?”
“I haven’t. I just imagine this would be what it feels like.” He ducked his head to kiss her. “You okay?”
“Uh-huh,” she fibbed.
“Good. Let’s experiment.”
“Experiment?” Kai asked, her voice rising to a concerned squeak. “Fritz, I’m already feeling a wee bit claustrophobic. You squeezed in here with me is not helping matters any.” Still, she rested her hands on his solid chest, and not to push him away. Beneath her fingertips, his heart beat at a steady thump.
“Relax, sugar. The door’s open. Take a few deep breaths—in through your nose and out through your mouth.”
Kai did as he suggested, although she felt ridiculous. When she realized Fritz was staring at her breasts, rising and falling beneath the soft cotton of her sundress, she punched his shoulder. “You’re bad, taking advantage of the situation like that.”
“That’s not taking advantage. This is taking advantage.” Grasping her wrists, he lifted her arms above her head and made her wrap her hands around the short expanse of pipe between the wall and the showerhead. He cocked one dark eyebrow in warning. “Keep them there.”
A shudder of arousal worked its way through her body, making her forget the smallness of the space. She loved it when Fritz took charge. When he went all alpha male, it seriously flipped her switch. Kai knew he would never hurt her or embarrass her in any way. She trusted him, and in that trust she’d found a whole new sexual awakening in herself. It was freeing to turn her pleasure over to someone else who knew what to do with it. Someone who would never violate that trust.
Fritz kissed her, slow and deep, his tongue sliding over the inside of her bottom lip, past her teeth to tangle with hers in a wet, hungry dance. Kai moaned into his mouth and pressed as close as she could without turning loose of the cool metal pipe. Instead, she tightened her fingers around it for support.
Her nipples grew achy and tight. Between her thighs her thong was damp. Fritz nipped her ear, then traced the shell with the tip of his tongue. When he blew softly across the wetness left behind, her skin prickled and she shivered.
Trailing his mouth down the side of her neck, he used the day-old stubble on his chin in a rough caress that had her whimpering for more. He worked the buttons free down the front of her dress, kissing every inch of skin he exposed along the way. When he reached her waist, he lifted his head. “Drop your hands for a second.”
Kai did as he said and he slid the straps of her dress down her arms then pushed it over her hips. He helped her step out of it before hanging it on a nearby towel hook. She raised her arms again, returning them to the pipe. Fritz smiled, cupping her hips in his palms.
“Good girl.” Her body grew even warmer with his praise. “You’re so beautiful, Kai. I love how soft your skin is. Here…” He trailed his fingertips across the sensitive flesh below her bellybutton, stopping at the edge of her panties. He unhooked her white satin strapless bra and dropped it to the floor. “And here,” he said, nuzzling the bottom curve of her left breast with his mouth.
“Fritz,” she whispered. The weak plea sounded much louder in the strangely intimate space. Every word, every breath, every moan amplified.
When his mouth closed over her nipple and he sucked, Kai squeezed her thighs together, trying to ease the growing ache in her sex. Fritz took his time, laving her with his tongue, grazing her with his teeth, molding her pliant flesh in his calloused palms. The way he blended the roughness and the softness together felt wonderful.
He straightened again and kissed her thoroughly, saturating Kai with his potent flavor, before he stripped his T-shirt over his head. Kai gripped the pipe tighter since he wouldn’t let her touch him. With every movement, his sinewy muscles bunched and flexed. There was so much raw power coiled in that impressive body, earned the old-fashioned way with hard manual labor, yet he was utterly tender with her.
Fritz dropped to his knees on the floor of the shower. Kai’s heart began to race when his lips grazed the top of her thigh. His fingertips traced the lace edge of her thong before he stripped it down her legs and off her feet. He adjusted her stance the way he wanted her, soles planted a foot apart with one of his knees between her ankles.
He looked up at her. Kai’s hair fell across her cheeks as she stared back in wonder at this beautiful man crouched at her feet. His own cheeks were flushed with color, pupils slightly dilated with desire. He lifted his hand, palm up, and pushed his middle finger through her damp slit.
Pleasure shot through her body, forcing her head back and a needy moan to escape her throat.
“You’re so wet,” he said gruffly. “Like warm honey on my fingers.”
Her clit felt hot. She needed him to do something about the burn. “Please.”
He continued to stroke her, so slow, back and forth with that one long finger. Pleasure sparked in tiny jolts from her clit outward. “Tell me, baby.”
With his free hand he palmed his erection, then ripped at the button and zipper of his jeans, reaching into his briefs to free his straining cock. It arched up toward his belly, the head ruddy and smooth as a ripe plum, the shaft thick and dark red. His hand stroked up and down a few times, rougher than what she would’ve thought tolerable. Kai licked her lips, mesmerized, wanting to taste him again. To relive the unbelievable restraint he’d shown when he’d fucked her mouth, then see ecstasy soften his masculine features as he came.
He glanced up, waiting for her to do as he asked. “Kai?”
“I want…” She swallowed and tried again. “I want you to make me come, with your mouth and…your fingers.”
“There, that wasn’t so hard, now was it?”
Yes. She shook her head.
Fritz leaned forward and blew across the wet folds of her pussy. Kai found herself subtly pushing her hips forward, eager for his mouth to make contact. She watched as his tongue replaced his finger and realized she’d been holding her breath. At the first firm stroke, she groaned her approval.
Fritz released his cock and used both thumbs to part her labia, exposing her clit to his direct assault. The blast of pure delicious sensation was almost too much to take. Her knees threatened to buckle.
Fritz pulled away.
“No, no! Don’t stop.”
“I’m not stopping, baby. I was giving you time to back down. I’m enjoying this as much as you are, but if you go off like a rocket in thirty seconds, where’s the fun in that?”
She gave him a crooked smile. “How gracious of you.”
“I aim to please, ma’am,” he drawled, tipping his head.
When his tongue stroked her again, Kai murmured, “Oh, how you please me, cowboy.”
His mouth covered her pussy, bringing the intensity with it. His fingers were nice, but his mouth was the next best thing to his cock. Fritz had one talented tongue. His fervent exploring pushed her toward that pinnacle again. When she’d get ever so close, he’d back off, kissing her thighs, tracing the juncture of her hip, delaying the blissful gratification.
“God, Fritz, I can’t take much more.”
“Yes, you can,” he said.
His hand stroked his cock once, twice, and Kai shuddered at the erotic sight. A fine coat of perspiration coated his neck and chest, making her mouth water for a taste of his salty skin.
His middle finger pushed through her folds again, slid inside her. Pleasure coursed through her, feverish and insistent. A mind-melting orgasm hovered close, if he would just give her a little more of what she wanted.
His dark head dipped to taste her again. A jagged sigh slipped from her throat when his tongue flicked her clit. His hand moved, pushing two fingers deep. “Oh, that’s…God…so good.”
He closed his lips and sucked. Kai flew apart, pressing against his mouth while he braced her legs to keep her from collapsing. Her soft cries bounced off the shower’s walls. The orgasm went on and on, making her tingle from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.
Fritz released her. She watched as he tore open a condom. Standing, he rolled it over his cock, giving himself another firm stroke before he pulled her against him. “Drop your hands.”
They landed on his shoulders. He moved her so she wasn’t pressed against the shower controls and lifted her up, cradling her ass in his hands. Kai buried her face in his neck, licking at his sweat-dampened flesh. He groaned when he thrust inside her, burying himself deep in one long stroke.
Her pussy contracted around the welcome intrusion, still quivering with the aftershocks of a sublime orgasm. Another built on its heels, spurred on by the sure, steady drive of Fritz’s hips. The position spread her apart so the dense nest of hair above his cock teased her clit with every thrust.
His mouth nuzzled beneath her ear. A shiver rocked Kai. When his teeth closed over the cord of her neck, the sudden mix of pleasure and pain sent her crashing into another wickedly strong orgasm.
Deep breaths skated across the overheated skin of her shoulder. Kai slid her hands into the thick hair at the back of his head, tugging with increasing pressure. He groaned and thrust harder, his cock pulsing inside her as he came. The movement of his hips slowed to short glides, then stopped.
When he lifted his head, his irises were the color of slate as they met hers. “Now every time you take a shower, you’ll remember what we did in here and forget how small it is.”
Oh man, how could I not love him?
Covering her mouth with his, he gave her a tender kiss that made tears burn her eyes.
When he released her legs to allow her feet to touch the floor, Kai’s muscles protested. She slumped against the shower wall. Everywhere she and Fritz touched felt sticky and warm. Where she hadn’t noticed it so much before, the humid, still air of the bathroom now felt stifling. Sweat trickled down her spine and between her breasts.
“Fuck, it’s a hundred degrees in here,” Fritz said, mirroring her thoughts as he braced himself away from her.
Kai laughed out loud. “Gee, I wonder why? Cramped space, two warm bodies, hot sex.”
Fritz grinned. “It was damn hot, wasn’t it?”
“Incredible.” Kai scooped her hair up off her neck, fanning her face with her other hand.
Kicking his jeans off after taking care of the condom, Fritz said, “Let’s take a real shower to cool off.”
“I’d rather go swimming, but since we’re already in here, why not. Are there towels?”
He peeked around the corner. “Two, so we’ll try not to get your hair wet.”
Kai slid the shower curtain closed, then shrieked when Fritz turned on the faucet full blast. Icy water pelted her feverish skin. She ducked behind him, using his bigger body as a shield until the temperature became tolerable.
“That’ll kill a hard-on faster than the thought of granny naked,” Fritz mumbled. Kai began to giggle, then laughed harder when he shoved her under the spray. Water sluiced over her face and filled her mouth, making her sputter.
“So much for not wetting my hair, jackass.”
His palm connected with her wet bottom in a loud smack. Kai squawked in surprise as the sharp sting turned into a pleasant throb between her thighs. A soft gasp slipped from her lips before she could stop it.
And wouldn’t you know—Fritz’s sharp ears caught the sound.
* * * * *
“You liked that, didn’t you?”
Despite the cool water bathing their bodies, Fritz’s dick stirred. How was that possible after coming so hard his eyes had crossed not five minutes ago?
“Maybe,” Kai murmured, avoiding looking at him altogether.
There was no maybe to it. She’d liked the sting of his hand on her ass. That information would be used against her in the future, Fritz vowed.
Her mouth brushed across his chest, sipping the water from his skin, while he pushed her hair back so he could kiss that irresistible spot where her shoulder curved into her neck. He felt her warm sigh across his arm.
They took their time, touching, exploring, tracing scars and kissing freckles. Enjoying the slick slide of skin on skin until the water turned too cold to tolerate, forcing them from the confining shower stall. Not that he minded having a wet, naked Kai pressed this close, cold or not.
Fritz squeezed the water from her hair with a towel before succumbing to Kai wrapping the remaining dry one around her body. He slung the used one around his waist and shooed her toward the bare mattress in the main part of the loft. They stretched out on their backs, her head resting on his stomach while his fingers sifted through the damp, darkened mass of her hair. The fans spinning above their heads helped to dry the remaining moisture from their skin.
The way she gnawed at her bottom lip told him she was thinking hard on something. Wasn’t long before he found out what it was.
“Is this going to be too much, Fritz? Me being here every day, morning and night, above your head?” Kai asked, and he wondered if the question was just as much for her own benefit as it was his.
He had to admit his mother was playing matchmaker with a heavy hand, offering up the loft and encouraging Kai to move in right away. Ruby was hard to refuse when she set her mind to something, and her mind had always been set on having Kai as a daughter-in-law.
Fritz had no qualms about jumping back into Kai’s bed, but that didn’t mean he completely trusted her with his heart yet. He wanted to. God did he ever. Being near her again had confirmed what he’d tried to ignore during the time she was gone—he’d never gotten over her. After the pain he’d went through when she left, if he gave her his whole heart again and she stomped on it, he might not recover a second time.
“You taking so long to answer my question isn’t very encouraging,” she said, rolling her head on his stomach to nail him with those sharp blue eyes, a hesitant smile on lips still bruised and swollen from his kisses.
Hell no it wasn’t too much, if it meant he got to see her every day. How could he ever get tired of looking at Kai? That would be like saying he’d tire of seeing sunsets. It just wasn’t going to happen. Even after he shriveled up to a worthless old man, his desire to be near her would never wane.
He brushed his thumb across her cheekbone and went with honesty. “Of course it won’t be too much. But I could ask the same of you. This is all happening rather fast, what with you just moving back. Ruby’s a hard person to say no to sometimes. If you’re not comfortable with it, say so and I’ll tell her to back off.”
“It’s not that. I just…” She chewed her bottom lip again until he tapped it with a fingertip, encouraging her to finish the thought. “I just don’t want you to feel like I’m forcing myself on you.”
“Have you heard any objections?”
“I don’t mean the sex, Fritz. I’m not trying to rush our relationship back to the place it was before I left.”
“Kai, we were both different people back then. And if you want to know the truth, I don’t want things back like they were.”
She frowned. “I don’t understand.”
“I’d like to start fresh, take our time to get to know each other as adults. I’ve done a lot of growing up since then, become a different person. I can tell you’ve changed a lot too.”
She grinned and turned to her stomach, dropping a kiss to his chest. “So what are you saying, Mr. Carter? That you’d like to court me?”
Her soft, sexy drawl had a way of melting his brain, taking with it the ability to think. His other head wanted to take over the task.
Fritz wound her hair around his palm and tugged. She crawled over him, putting body parts in perfect alignment. Before she could settle against him, he snatched her towel away so there’d be no barriers between them. The soft globes of her breasts pressed to his chest, nipples teasing his skin and his mind.
“Yeah, I think that might be what I’m sayin’. Except for the sex parts. When it comes to that, I think it’s safe to say we’ve already skipped over the more chaste aspects of courtin’.”
Kai laughed as she brought her mouth to his throat for a lingering kiss. Her hand made its way down his rib cage, under the towel to stroke his hardening cock. “Nothing chaste about this at all,” she murmured.
Fritz groaned when she squeezed him, thumb glancing back and forth over the tip. “We didn’t skip, we jumped,” she said. “And I’m fine with being courted. As long as you promise that you’re not gonna leave me on the doorstep with a peck on the cheek at the end of the night.”
Fritz rolled them over, pinning her beneath him, and proceeded to see how tight he could make her nipple pinch.
Right then, he wanted nothing more than to slide inside her with just heat and friction between them. Kai was the first woman who made him crave the loss of that latex barrier. He was healthy and he imagined she’d been safe too, but she might not be on the Pill. As much as he could see the two of them settling down together, raising a family, now wasn’t the time for that serious a conversation. Everything was too fresh and new, still fragile enough to break.
