A few hours later I woke up feeling slightly better and with the need to get out of bed. The aches were gone, but I felt drained, lethargic, and God help me… aroused.
Very aroused.
Deciding Ruger’s saltwater pool would do wonders for me, I slipped on my bikini to go for a swim. Ruger would be at the clubhouse, so I had the house to myself.
Heading into the kitchen, I was about to open the back door when something out of the window caught my eye.
It was Ruger and he was rinsing off in the outdoor shower.
Naked.
Like he’d just stepped out of my fevered sleep.
I froze, unable to move as I drank him in. I could see all of him. His body. His bare ass.
His cock.
I swallowed thickly and bit down on my lip, utterly fascinated by the view.
By his nakedness.
By his broad shoulders.
By his thick biceps and how they moved and flexed as he soaped up his gleaming skin.
My eyes were riveted to him, mesmerized by how fucking beautiful his body was. Spellbound by the way the shower water rolled through the dips and grooves of his six-pack in glistening rivulets, and snaked down the soft trail of hair to his big cock. It was long and thick, and swayed when he moved.
Despite never actually touching one, I knew what an erection looked like. But this wasn’t one. This was relaxed. And it was so fucking big. I licked my lips and willed him to touch it and soap it up. I wanted him to stroke it. I wanted him to make it hard. I wanted him to start breathing quicker as he slid his hand up and down the length of it and made himself come.
My lips parted with a gasp. I was so tight with need I was about ready to snap. Weeks of longing came to a head. My stomach started to spasm and lust made me reach down and slide my fingers beneath my bikini bottom.
Just one brief touch.
I was wet, soaking wet, and watching him in all his naked glory was making me wetter. I flinched at my own touch but imagined it was Ruger and his beautiful cock which made my body cream and pulse with pleasure.
I gasped. This was going to happen. A brief touch wasn’t going to work here. I needed something to give in me before I went crazy with want. A release. Something to put an end to the insane desire.
He turned to face the stream of water and dipped his head back, rivulets of water trailing down his broad, muscular back. His ass was rock hard and flawless, his legs powerful and strong, everything about him was driving me wild.
My eyes fluttered as pleasure began to swell at the very beginning of me. I’d never felt a man there, but I was ready to come at the thought of him running his cock through the wet folds of velvet flesh and around my aching clit.
My heart gathered speed in my chest and my breathing became ragged as I watched him turn his back to the stream of water and his cock swung back into view.
I licked my lips, my fingers slick as they teased my clit. I started to pant, watching his cock and wanting it inside me.
It was the thought of him pushing into me that unraveled me. I started to come and had to bite down on my lip and press my hand to the wall as a delicious, warm bliss spread through me. My pussy pulsated against my fingers, wanting more, aching to be filled by all of him as it throbbed with my climax.
Breathless, I fell against the wall and let my gaze fall to the man who had me burning with a fever.
He turned off the shower and picked up a towel, wrapping it around his narrow hips as he headed for the back door. I realized there was no way I could face him after I’d just made myself come watching him take a shower, so I willed my boneless legs to work and ran back to my bedroom where I pretended to be asleep. I would wait a while and then wander out, disheveled from sleep. If he were still home, I would pretend I’d just woken up and do everything in my power to not think about him naked, or how much I wanted him to touch me and make me come again.
RUGER
The beautiful brunette grabbed me by the cock and pressed her luscious body against mine. Before I could stop it, her lips were on mine, her tongue sliding into my mouth, her big breasts pressing into my chest.
We were in my bedroom at the clubhouse where she had taken me by surprise when I’d walked in.
She pushed me backwards until I was on the bed and she climbed on top, moaning against my mouth as she started to grind her barely dressed body against my lap. Her lips tasted like vanilla and cherry, and felt glossy as they moved enthusiastically over mine.