Chapter 24: Steam and Sin
Kayden
"Rhys, wait..." I started as Rhys pulled my hoodie over my head and tossed it somewhere on the floor. "We are..." He cut me off by slamming his mouth against mine again, backing me into the glass shower stall.
His hands were immediately all over me, fumbling with the button of my pants until they hit the floor and I was fully naked in front of him.
"We have to practice for tomorrow and..."
Rhys placed a finger to my mouth as he dropped to his knees in front of me, his hands gripping my hips so hard his fingers left marks. I gasped, my head thudding against the glass as he leaned in and took my cock into his mouth.
"Beautiful," he muttered before taking me into his mouth again.
"Oh, god... Rhys," I whispered, my fingers tangling in his messy curls.
The sensation was more overwhelming than last time because Rhys was sucking me hard. His tongue swirled around the head while he looked up at me with his blue eyes that looked predatory.
"Rhys!" I screamed out his name yet again. I was losing my mind and my pheromones were increasing and even all over the place. I reached out blindly and placed my palm against the cold glass wall to steady myself, but my hand slipped and hit the handle.
Suddenly, a spray of warm water cascaded down on us.
The water soaked us instantly, my hair sticking to my forehead and the water running down my chest in rivulets, but that didn’t even make Rhys stop. If anything, the water made it more intense. His hand found my ass and he gripped it, pulling me deeper into his mouth, sucking even harder as the warm spray splashed over his face and my trembling legs.
The heat of the water and the wetness of his mouth were too much for me and I couldn’t control myself as I let out a very loud, broken moan that echoed off the tiles.
The steam from the water started to get thick around us and I could barely see, but I could feel every inch of Rhys.
When he stood up slowly, he was grinning at me as the water slicked his dark hair back away from his face. His eyes didn’t leave mine for a second as he stripped. He pulled his shirt over his head, exposing those broad, heavy shoulders and the muscle of his chest, then he kicked his pants away until he was completely naked.
Rhys reached out and grabbed my hand, pulled it toward him, and pressed it against his broad chest. His heart was pounding hard just like mine, but unlike me who was shaking, Rhys looked like he was enjoying this. Rhys dragged my hand down over the ridges of his abs until my fingers were wrapped around his massive cock.
"Use your hands, Kay," he growled.
I obeyed. I did what he told me and my hand slid up and down his length while he grabbed the side of my face, forcing me to look at him, and he leaned in and kissed me again. This time he tasted like the warm water falling over us.
Rhys didn’t kiss me for long as his tongue moved to my neck, his lips biting and sucking at the sensitive spot, making me whimper out loud.
"Fuck, you are so reactive," he whispered against my ear. "I can smell slick on you. It’s everywhere. Or is it that you used the lube on the plane again? Or is it a condition?"
My heart nearly stopped.
He was talking as if he knew what I was already. Did he figure it out already? I thought. If he already figured out my identity, then he wouldn’t be asking, would he? I hoped it was the latter because neither Rhys nor the others should find out what I was.
"It... it’s both," I lied, my voice cracking. "I used a lube. I mean I always use a lube because of my condition."
Rhys let out a dark, low chuckle that sent shivers down my spine. He didn’t seem to care about the answer; he just wanted to claim me.
"Good," he said. "Because I don’t have any fucking lube right now."
"Wha—" I tried to say something but yet again, I was cut off by Rhys.
He grabbed my shoulders and turned me around, shoving me forward until my palms were slammed against the wet tiles of the shower wall.
I was bent over, my head hanging low as the water beat down on my back. I felt his heavy weight and his chest rubbing against my spine, and I knew there was no escaping him now.
One of his hands reached around to grip my hip, positioning me well while the other hand pressed me flat against the wet tiles right next to my head. I let out a loud, broken moan as he lined himself up and pushed. His cock entered into my hole in one slow, agonizingly perfect slide.
It felt like I was being split open and filled up all at once. This was the second time I had his cock filling me up and still I couldn’t get used to how massive it was. The stretch was intense, making me gasp out as my head thudded back against his shoulder.
"Fuck, Kayden," Rhys growled.
He started slow, pulling almost all the way out before burying himself back inside me. I was shaking, my fingers scratching the grout between the tiles as the friction started to build. The warm water was splashing everywhere but I didn’t feel that.
All I could feel was the massive, pulsing heat of him moving inside me.
Then suddenly, he stopped being gentle and slow. He gripped both my hips and thrusted in faster. The sound of the water was drowned out by the heavy, wet slaps of his body hitting mine. Every time he slammed into me, I let out a loud, high-pitched moan that echoed off the bathroom walls.