Rock Starred: Love My Way by Karen Booth Read Free Book Online Page A

a welcome invitation.
    I laughed quietly and kissed his shoulder, his skin salty and sticky, a sensory delight. "Are you serious?"
    "No. I just like saying loofah." He grinned when I giggled, sweeping my hair to the side, exploring my neck with his velvety lips.
    We stepped into the bathroom, leaving on only the light in the hallway, which cast a warm glow across the white marble floor. Peter reached into the glass enclosure and turned on the water. His jeans and boxers were gone in seconds as I tossed my blouse on the floor before wriggling out of my jeans.
    He snaked his hands around my waist, his erection sandwiched between us. "I can't wait to cover you in soap." He didn't hesitate to unhook my bra and pop each strap off my shoulder. "Much better."
    My breasts flooded with warmth before he even touched them. It was such an unfamiliar feeling—that Peter and I already had a tiny sliver of history and I wasn't panicking, I only wanted his hands all over every inch of me. He poked his thumbs beneath the waistband of my panties, pushed them past my hips and we stepped into the spray.
    I sought his lips, resting my arms on his broad shoulders and combing my fingers into his now-damp hair. The hot water battered my back and trickled over my shoulders as the bathroom air became balmy and thick. His hands slicked down my back and over my butt, gently squeezing, drawing my hips closer to his. He sucked my lower lip into his mouth and our tongues swirled together in an endless loop.
    Peter kissed his way along my jaw, down my neck and across my collarbone. He dipped his head to my breast and I watched his tongue circle the hardened tip of my nipple as water cascaded across the side of his face and rolled over his jaw. He held my rib cage firmly and dragged his tongue to the other breast, leaving a tingly trail in his wake. He took my nipple into his mouth as if he couldn't get enough of me. I dropped my head, grappling with how insanely good it felt.
    I reached for the bar of soap and pressed it into his hand.
    He unleashed a sly smile and snickered. "I didn't want to say anything, but your boobs are filthy."
    "Very funny. You're the dirty one."
    He built the lather with his fingers while the hunger in his eyes made me quiver. His sudsy hands sank against my breasts, his palms into my nipples, spreading the silky bubbles in circles. His eyes flickered as he watched my reaction, our eyes connecting while the temperature continued to climb. I gasped as he plucked at my puckered skin with his fingertips and began to gently twist, every turn sending a sizzle between my legs.
    "You like that?" he asked, a satisfied smile across his face. He continued to roll my nipples between his fingers, building pressure in my belly.
    "Yes," I whispered, struggling to force words from my body. The only instinct I had at that moment was to find a way to have him inside me as quickly as possible.
    He slipped a hand between my legs and I popped up onto my tiptoes. "You're so wet," he mumbled and took a nibble of my ear as his fingers went to work.
    "I want you so bad," I replied, surprising myself with the honesty of the admission. I reached for his rock-hard cock and he groaned as I stroked and curled the tips of my fingers under his balls. The heel of my hand worked against him as he backed me against the shower wall. As hot as it was in the room, the marble was icy against my back, causing me to arch into him.
    He dropped to his knees and his hands separated my lips before he nestled his face between my legs. His tongue flickered against my clit as he drove two fingers inside, rougher than before. He grasped the back of my thigh with his other hand and hooked my leg over his shoulder. My head began to swim as this new position gave him the perfect angle to go even deeper and suck my skin voraciously, his lips hungry and eager. I steadied myself against the wall, clawing at the hard stone, knowing I might collapse like a rag doll when he was