LXXIV: Can I Shampoo Your Hair?
Blake
As the shower-head turned on, handle cranked up to the steamy-setting, Blake twitched, then smiled. She straightened, twisting in Liam's hands, and her smile deepened as her eyes drank in his naked form. His arms looked a bit bigger than usual, his muscles a bit more defined.
Probably still a bit pumped from working out. We'll have to do that more often.
His cock, already hard again, pressed against her belly, pulsing and warm.
She raised her hands to his shoulders, then drew her fingers down his torso, "This is a good look for you, you know. You should do it more often."
Liam grinned, hands moving to the hem of her tank top, "I think it's a better look on you."
Blake bit her lip as he undressed her, loving the feel of his fingers brushing against her skin, eyes tracking his as he drank in the flesh he revealed. She swore she could literally
feel
his eyes on her when he looked at her like that, caressing her in a way that sent shivers down her spine and jumpstarted her pussy. Not that it ever really needed that around him.
Does he feel the same when I look at him?
Within seconds, they both stood naked before each-other, clothes on the floor. Blake looked up, meeting Liam's eyes, and smiled, nodding toward the shower, "You first."
He raised an eyebrow, "And risk the freezing water?"
Blake shrugged, "I sucked you off."
Liam's mouth twitched in a faint smile, "So that's how this works? You make me cum, and I have to turn into a popsicle?"
Blake nodded, unable to hold back her own grin, "Pretty much. I'd also appreciate it if you eat me out later like you'd said back at the gym."
Liam stuck his tongue out at her, then pulled back the shower curtain and stepped in.
That was fucking adorable.
"Fuck!"
Blake giggled at Liam's hiss, "A little cold, still?"
"Yeah. Made the mistake of thinking your showers would get warm quicker than mine."
Blake snorted, "It's still winter, dude."
"Fair enough. It's...almost warm enough, now."
Blake waited a few seconds, then stepped in.
The spray was still a bit cold, but Liam stepped to the side, making room for her under the warm spray. Blake shuddered, smiling as the warmth spread through her. She closed her eyes as the water rained down on her, sufficiently warming every part of her, letting her hair get wet--it would have ample time to dry. When she opened her eyes, she drank in Liam's wet, naked form.
He'd told her he planned on gaining a bit more weight--something Blake had zero problem with--she didn't think he needed it. He was perfect as he was.
He could be a stick or a chubby bear for all I care. As long as I feel safe in his arms.
She let her gaze travel up Liam's body until their eyes locked. As usual, the desire in his eyes when he looked at her made her throb with need. He stepped closer, joining her under the spray, and his cock pressed into her stomach. Blake shivered at the way it throbbed as it pressed against her, insistent. Hungry. Blake reached out and rested her hands on Liam's chest for a moment, smiling when she felt his heartbeat. Then she moved her hands over his torso. Sex with him was phenomenal, but sometimes she just liked touching him, feeling all the different planes and curves and shapes of his body under her fingers. Her eyes flickered toward his a few times as she touched him. He just stood there, smiling.
Blake moved closer, snaking her arms under his so she could touch his back. She swore she could feel the warmth radiating from the muscles he'd worked so hard earlier. At some point, a desire to be closer to Liam overwhelmed Blake, and she gripped his back, pulling herself against him.
"I like this," she murmured into his chest.
His chest vibrated under her head as he chuckled, "Me, too."
Blake took another moment to just lean against him. Against her boyfriend. It felt like forever since she'd felt this way about someone or been able to think of someone that way. She almost didn't want to count the last person she had. He'd been what she needed for a time, but he hadn't even come close to being as amazing as Liam.
I can hear his heartbeat.
Blake sighed. For a moment, she just wanted to stay like that and drift off to the rhythmic thumping beneath her.
Then Liam's fingers moved down her back, creating lines of heat and electricity down her flesh even under the warm spray.
She looked up at him, smiling.
"Can I shampoo your hair?" He asked.
Blake's pussy twitched, and she stiffened at the memories and fantasies his words conjured in her head.
"Blake?"
Blake shook herself, "Sorry--I was just remembering. That night when you sat with me in here, Marie told me about how you would do that for her when you two showered together."
Liam blinked, "I promise you, there's no way I'll be thinking about her with you in front of me."
Blake gave him a tight smile, "I wasn't worried about that, silly. That was just--well, that night and her doing that to me was what eventually led to her and me...you know..."
Liam's eyes went wide, "That's what you guys did in the shower together?"
Blake nodded. She tried to move back a bit, but Liam held her against him. She opened her mouth to apologize, but he beat her to it.
"Fuck, she really did seduce you, didn't she?"
Blake blinked, looking surprised, "What?"
