Riley reached up and took my hand, guiding it so I could feel the correct pressure and angle.
“Just like this,” he said quietly, but his eyes were telling me he was thinking of something else entirely. He guided a few more strokes until I got the feel of it and then he let me take over.
His hands were resting on my thighs as I continued carefully shaving his face, then ever so slowly he started running them up and down my thighs, getting higher and higher.
“You’re distracting me,” I scolded him teasingly. I exhaled heavily and bit my bottom lip, trying my hardest to concentrate.
“You’re distracting me,” he retorted just as teasingly, watching my mouth. “Let’s see how well you perform under pressure shall we.”
His hands continued caressing my thighs then they slid higher under my skirt, his fingers gently pressing into my hips as he pulled me closer into him. He ran his thumb over the silky fabric of my thong until he found the spot he was searching for, then gently started stroking me.
I took my eyes off his neck to look directly into his eyes. I was trying so hard to concentrate on the task at hand but it was becoming increasingly difficult.
“I’m nearly finished, just give me a minute,” I breathed as the pressure of his thumb increased slightly. I closed my eyes for a moment and shifted my hips subconsciously, a soft moan escaping as I exhaled, before looking back at his face.
His eyes were glowing with passion and I could see his chest rising and falling more rapidly, as he tried to stay still.
“Are you finished?” he asked huskily.
I dropped the razor into the sink. “Finished.”
“Good.”
His free hand was in my hair holding me in place as his lips enthusiastically met mine. His tongue searched my mouth before pulling away slightly and lightly biting my bottom lip. His lips made their way over my jaw, down my neck to my shoulder and I dropped my head back and closed my eyes, finally able to relax.
I ran my hands through his still damp hair and over his smooth cheeks then down his chest. His body felt amazing, his lips on my neck and shoulders felt incredible. He ran the tip of his tongue up my neck to just below my ear, and then nipped my earlobe.
I sighed, partly for the sensation on my neck and ear, and partly for what my palms were caressing, his glorious body, every muscle clearly defined.
He slid his thumb inside my thong as it continued its onslaught before reaching down and opening his towel, then effortlessly lifted me and pulling my thong to one side, lowered me down onto him.
I moaned deeply at the sensation of him inside me as I wrapped my arms around his neck, then set the balls of my feet firmly on the floor to get my balance.
Riley’s hands were on my hips as they started moving me back and forth setting the rhythm and depth. I kissed him passionately on the lips, our tongues seeking each other’s out as our pace fastened and the intensity grew. I was breathing heavily as I sat back and rested one hand on Riley’s knee for balance.
He groaned deeply through clenched teeth and growled, “Oh fuck babe...” as he gripped my hips more forcefully, every muscle in his arms and chest tensed as he moved me back and forth, his eyes locked with mine.
I couldn’t hold on. I dug my nails into his knee as my body tensed and I cried out. His release soon followed, his eyes never leaving mine until he finally pulled me into him and rested his forehead against mine, our hearts still racing.
“God I love you,” he said breathlessly.
I smiled and rubbed the tip of my nose against his. “I love you too.”