"You coming Jake," he heard over running water.
Well that seemed to make his decision a heck of a lot easier. He smiled as he walked toward the bathroom. He didn't realize how much he wanted her until that moment. Being this close was driving him slowly crazy.
His breath caught in his chest as he saw her figure in the shower. She was a true beauty. The curve of her hips, the way her breasts seemed to beg for his hands, his touch. Jake felt that familiar tug on his groin.
He began removing his mess of clothes. He was finally naked when he moved to the glass stall. Opening the door he stepped in with a smile. She had yet to turn and look his way but he certainly spent time to devour her with his gaze.
***
Erikah had called out to Jake, offering the chance to further what they had with this shower. She wondered if he'd take her up on it. After giving him her portfolio last night she hoped he would. Her eyes closed and she let her hands travel up over her wet body.
She rinsed her hair, running her fingers through it and turned around. It was then she saw him. Her eyes ran over his form. She knew from the beach that he had a great body but hell the man looked good. She blushed as she gazed upon all of him.
"You decided to join me," she asked in a voice that was rough.
"How could I resist with such a tempting sight," he said as his hands closed around her waist.
His head leaned down; his lips touched hers softly at first. It was a slow exploration. His tongue began teasing and tasting her. Jake couldn't believe how perfect she was for him. His hands moved down cupping her soft and perfect ass. He pressed his hard body against hers.
Erikah groaned as he kissed her. Her hands moved into his hair, running through it. The touch of him was electric. It stirred something deep inside her. That fire pooled in her stomach, that burning furthered when his hard length pressed against her. She turned them, letting him under the water.
It fell over them both, droplets clinging to their skin. Jake pressed his lips along her jaw, down her neck. He lingered over her collar bone giving her just a little nip. Erikah let out a moan, a soft whisper of yes. He moved lower, licking at the droplets as he pushed her back against the wall of the shower.
He reached her perfect breasts, so perky. Her nipples were already hardening, expecting his touch. His tongue ran over first the left, then the right. He heard her sharp intake of breath, her hands clutching at his head. He couldn't stop, he was like a man starved, only she could quench his need.
He began sucking, tasting her. Her nipple puckered and hardened even more under his touch. He rolled the other between his fingers. Jake was playful, he nipped and teased. Then he would suck deep, make her almost whimper. Then he switched to the other breast. He paid the same delicate attention to it as he had with the other. When he felt he'd tortured her enough he moved back up, kissing her lips again.
Erikah's hands slipped between them, covering the length of him. She moved on his cock slowly at first, testing him. She heard his groan against her lips and knew that she had him. She was quick to turn and let him feel the cool of the shower tile as she kissed along his chest.
She made her way down, finally reaching what she wanted. Her tongue slipped out, flicking over the head of his cock. She saw him take a deep breath. Then she ran it along his length as she looked up at him.
He was hard and yet his skin was soft. The taste of him went straight to her head. She closed her lips around him finally and took him deep inside the warmth of her mouth. Her hands pulled him into her as she moved on him slowly. Erikah heard his groan, felt his hand tangle in her hair. She continued her teasing him, sucking him into her mouth, feeling him hitting the back of her throat before she pulled out.
"Yes Erikah," he groaned, it was too much.
She could feel the tension in him. It was building, ever closer to the edge. Suddenly she was up against the wall. She looked at him, a wicked smile on her lips. He kissed her; it was hard, deep, and full of passion. He lifted her, positioning her right above him when there was a loud beeping.
Jake shook his head. "What the hell was that," he thought to himself. He lowered her back to the floor and opened the door. That's when he smelt it. The pizza, it was burnt. The smoke detector was going off. He grabbed a towel, wrapped it around him and went into the kitchen.
***
The timing was the worst he told himself entering the smoke filled kitchen. He turned off the oven, pulled out their pizza. It was done, overly so. He sighed as he opened the French doors, letting the breeze pull out the smoke.
"What perfect timing," he said in a soft whisper shaking his head as he leaned against the counter.
"What happened Jake," she said as she looked around seeing the burnt pizza. "Oh no, it's burnt."
