Christening (13 page)

“True.” His eyes moved slowly over her naked body beneath the scented bubbles, in what felt like an erotic caress. “But I want to watch you.”

Despite her lingering, dry amusement, Erin was starting to feel a thrill tighten low in her belly. “It’s not very sexy. I don’t make it a big, elaborate process. It’s mostly just for efficiency’s sake.”

Seth didn’t look discouraged at all. His eyes smoldered as he replied, “Don’t put on a show for me. Just show me what you do when you’re alone.”

Already feeling tingles between her legs, and her body already relaxed and content from the warm bath, Erin saw no reason to object to this plan, other than the brief flare of self-consciousness. “All right,” she agreed, taking the sponge and turning it on. “But I’m warning you. It’s not going to be anything like watching porn.”

Seth exhaled an appreciative laugh and raised his eyebrows as he waited.

With a half-shrug, she sank lower into the fragrant bathwater and brought the sponge to her belly. Although she’d told him she wasn’t going to try to turn him on, she did stroke the pleasantly vibrating sponge up her belly to her breasts. Arching her back a little, she circled her wet nipples, which had tightened into hard peaks.

Glancing over to check his reactions, she saw that—although there was still a flicker of amusement in his eyes—most of his expression was engulfed by pure, primal heat.

It made Erin even hotter.

So she lowered the sponge down her body and between her legs, turning it on to its highest setting. It was strong enough and she was sensitive enough that she didn’t need to bring it into direct contact with her clit. Instead, she pushed it gently against her intimate folds, rubbing until she found the spot with the best stimulation.

Sighing in pleasure, she closed her eyes so she wouldn’t get too self-conscious from being watched. She rubbed the sponge in little circles, causing tight, tingles of pleasure to pulse through her center.

It didn’t take as long as normal for the vibrations to coalesce into a swelling pressure between her legs. Erin could feel her orgasm take shape quickly. Her eyes squeezed shut as she breathed in fast pants.

She stretched her legs out until she could push against the opposite side of the slick tub. The muscles in her belly and thigh had tightened dramatically, and the rich vibrations now sent jolts of lush sensation toward the power of her growing orgasm. Her neck twitched, and she could feel the warm water moving against every part of her skin.

“Are you going to come?” Seth asked thickly.

At his voice, she opened her eyes enough to see him. He looked almost as tight as she felt, and his hands gripped the side of the tub as his hot, hungry eyes devoured her.

The sight of his obvious lust built up the momentum of her orgasm even more. She pushed the sponge even harder against her pussy to get as much sensation as she could.

“Yeah,” she gasped. Her eyes fell closed again, and she jerked her head to the side, until her cheek was nearly touching her shoulder. “Oh, yeah, oh, yeah,” she mumbled urgently, the breathless words spilling out against her will.

Her climax was going to be stronger than usual, and she knew it was because Seth was watching her. Her leg jerked up a little, out of the water, and she slammed her foot against the tub, pushing against the solid surface as hard as she could, feeling her body tighten like a coil.

Then the pressure released itself in delicious spasms. Her back arched up from the water, and her mouth fell open in a silent cry of pleasure.

She was gasping as she came down. With a sated smile on her face, she switched the vibrator off. It had been an excellent orgasm, but nothing overwhelming or unusual. “And there you have it. Pretty thrilling, wasn’t it?”

When her eyes focused on Seth’s face, she realized he was already pretty far gone. While her performance hadn’t seemed particularly sexy to her, he’d clearly had a different reaction.

His face was flushed, and his knuckles had whitened from gripping the tub.

Before she could say anything else, he had taken the sponge from her hand. Switched it on again and moved it back to where she’d been holding it before.

She gasped at the renewed stimulation against her sensitized flesh, and her hands flew out to hang onto the sides of the tub. “Seth, I usually only go for one.”

He’d raised himself up on his knees and was leaning over the bathtub so he could get into a better position to pleasure her. At her comment, he asked hoarsely, “Why only one?”

Erin arched up again as she felt another swelling pressure start to coalesce from the new vibrations. “Never seemed…worth the…trouble.”

Seth must have been paying attention earlier because he was rubbing the sponge in little circles against her pulsing flesh—just the way she did herself. “Ah!” she cried, trying to swallow over the involuntary sound. “Oh, God!”

She was already sensitive from her first orgasm, and—since Seth was the one with the vibrator—Erin felt far more out of control than she normally did. Her muscles were starting to tense up again, and she clutched the sides of the tub for dear life.

She was going to come again. Come even harder than before.

Seth altered the rhythm of circling the sponge, and Erin had to bite her lip to stifle her response.

She writhed in the tub, and it felt like something had changed. Her skin was swallowed by a different kind of stimulation, but one she was too distracted to identify.

Whimpering helplessly, she let the uncontrollable vibrations finally push her over the edge again.

She choked out frantic cry of relief—one that sounded like “Eh heh”—and she felt the orgasm overtake her, pulsing from her center and then through her entire body.

She was desperately gasping for air as she came down, and she groaned in relief when Seth turned off the vibrator. Then suddenly she realized that she was a little chilly.

And she was no longer soaking in water.

Seth must have drained the water out of the tub while she was otherwise occupied.

“Wha—“ she mumbled, her eyes popping open, just in time to see him climbing into the tub in his clothes.

Then Seth was gathering her wet body into his arms. And she was clinging to his hard, familiar strength. And they were kissing hungrily, urgently—Seth positioned over her in the mostly empty bathtub.

When she finally broke out of the kiss, she was shaking and no longer chilly. “God, Seth. That was good.”

He was rubbing his body against her, as much as he could in this position. “The kiss or the orgasm?”

“Both.” She was about to kiss him again when she realized she was wet and naked, both of them were covered by the remaining, cucumber-scented bubbles, and Seth’s trousers from the knee down and the front of his shirt were now soaking wet. “Maybe we should head for the bed so we can finish this,” she suggested, feeling the hard bulge of his arousal beneath his pants.

“No need for the bed.”

“But you’re wet,” she objected. “And your clothes…”

“What’s your point?”

She felt thrilled and newly aroused and a little bewildered. “In the empty bathtub?”

Despite his obvious urgency, Seth’s lips twitched up. “Why not?”

She certainly didn’t have a good answer to that one.

The fire smoldered back up in his eyes. “Turn around.”

Erin just blinked at him.

“On your hands and knees.”

His rough, commanding voice sent a jolt of hot lust to her throbbing center. Giving him a slanting, ironic look—to make it clear she was only doing it because she wanted to—she turned over and positioned herself on her hands and knees in the tub, bubbles clinging resiliently to her damp skin.

She was silently grateful they had such a large tub, since she wasn’t sure they could have done this in a normal-sized one.

When she glanced over her shoulder, she saw that Seth was already unfastening his pants. He didn’t even try to get the damp trousers off his legs completely. Just pushed them down to his knees and left them bunched there as he put his hands on her hips and pulled her backward into position.

“Are you wet enough?” he asked, his fingers stroking down the crease of her ass and then between her legs until he found what he was looking for.

“Yeah,” she admitted, a little surprised since the water usually washed most of her natural lubrication away. She must have gotten aroused enough after the water had drained out of the tub. “I think I’m good.”

He slid his finger inside her, apparently satisfying himself that she was wet and ready for him.

Then he lined his hard cock up at her entrance and drove it into her, causing her to cry out at the sudden, tight fullness.

He pulled back and gave a couple of short, experimental thrusts—as if checking to make sure she was comfortable. “All right?”

“Yeah,” she whimpered, squirming her ass against the sensations. “Yeah, it’s good.” She adjusted her hands, feeling them slip on the slick surface of the tub. “Just trying not to fall on my face.”

Seth had started to thrust, his motion matching the rhythm of his hot panting, but at this he paused. “If it isn’t good, we can—”

“God, no. It’s good. Just don’t push me forward too hard.”

“Agreed.” Seth gripped the soft flesh of her ass and started stroking into her again, until he’d connected with the spot inside her that sent out shudders of pleasure.

“Oh!” Erin gasped, bringing her arms up so she could support herself on the side of the tub and get more stability. Bumping her ass back against his pushes, she mumbled, “Oh, fuck, right there. Right there.”

She thought she might even be able to come again, even though her clit was still throbbing numbly from the stimulation of the vibrator.

Then Seth moved unexpectedly behind her. She felt him bring his arm around to her front and, before she realized what he was doing, she heard the vibrating sponge switch back on.

The powerful sensations slammed into her as he held the vibrator against her clit once more, getting it in position and then thrusting in hard, little pushes.

“Ah!” she cried out, far too loudly, since their daughters were sleeping down the hallway. Her vision was starting to blur, and she had to readjust her arms to keep from falling over as the sensations overtook her.

Seth was managing pretty well—leaning forward a little to hold the vibrator in place and bracing himself with one hand on the rim of the tub. He was grunting now, making erotic, primitive sounds as he rocked his cock against her g-spot.

The conflicting sensations of his thrusts and the vibrator made Erin’s head spin with pleasure. She managed to stifle her loud cries, but she was still whimpering helplessly as she bit down hard on her lower lip.

“Erin. Erin, baby, can you come again?”

“Mmm hmm,” she choked, pushing against the tub with her arms and against Seth with her ass. “Yeah, yeah, gonna come.”

“Yes, baby, come.”

The sound of his hoarse voice was another wave of stimulation. She breathed urgently through her nose as she tried to subdue the sound of her rising orgasm.

Her body grew tenser and tenser, the pressure swelling up inside her until it was almost unbearable.

With a frantic sob, Erin came again, convulsing in helpless shudders as the spasms of pleasure pulsed over her.

“Fuck,” Seth gritted out, trying to push against her clenching channel. “Ah, fuck.”

“Oh, God!” she gasped as she started to come down from her dizzying high. “Oh, God, Seth!”

But Seth didn’t lower the vibrating sponge. He still held it against her, the vibrations now almost torturous in their lush stimulation. And he kept up his thrusts against her g-spot, although his motion wasn’t nearly as controlled as it had been before.

Before Erin had even come down all the way, she felt another orgasm swelling up out of nowhere, slamming into her ridiculously fast.

“Fuck, Seth, again!” Her body shook desperately as her muscles started to tighten again. Her knees were pressing uncomfortably against the hard surface of the tub, but at this point she couldn’t even feel them.

“Yes, baby. I want you to come again.”

She was coming before she even knew to expect it, crying out in a broken voice and trying to hold herself up against the side of the tub.

There were a couple of tears streaming down her face as the orgasm pulsed through her body, and Seth let out a muffled roar of effort as her channel contracted ruthlessly around his cock.

His hand dropped, lowering the vibrator, giving Erin a moment of relief as the last of the spasms washed over her.

But Seth had managed to hold on, and he was still hard inside her.

Erin was almost wheezing, and she was only holding her head up by resting it against her forearm on the side of the tub. When Seth raised the sponge to her clit again, she sobbed as her vision almost whited out with the pleasure.

“Seth. Oh God, again.” Her body seemed to have lost its connection with her mind, and—despite the blurred chaos of her thoughts—her body still knew what it wanted.

“Yes,” Seth bit out, clearly on the edge of his control. “Yes. One more, baby. Come for me once more.”