Sweet Naivety

Chapter 71: Too Much Attention

Chapter 71: Too Much Attention

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I woke up to a chill in the room. After rubbing the sand from my eyes, I realized that I was alone in the bed and the balcony doors were open. With a yawn, I focused my attention to see that Grimmjow was leaning against the railings, dressed in his usual, black, silk pants and smoking a cigarette. The sun was shining brightly, and I grabbed my phone to look at the time, seeing that it was already past noon. With a groan, I set my phone back down and stretched in the bed.

"Morning, babe." Grimmjow called from the balcony, realizing that I was awake.

I smiled, sitting up as I answered him. "It's not exactly morning, anymore." I honestly couldn't remember the last time that I had slept in so late.

He shrugged, putting his cigarette out in the ashtray that he kept out there before coming back inside. "It's morning for us."

At least I knew that he hadn't been awake long. I finally shuffled out of the bed and began making it back up again. "I'll make us breakfast then, I guess."

"I already ordered take-out." He chuckled when I looked questioningly up at him. "I didn't know how long you were gonna sleep. And I'm fucking hungry."

I shrugged, still not awake enough to really comment further. I groggily wandered into the washroom, planning to take a shower. Just after I had gotten in, reveling in the hot water as it washed over me, I heard the glass door slide open and felt Grimmjow slipping in behind me.

My eyes widened and my body froze. "G-Grimmjow!" I spluttered his name, too nervous to turn around and look at him.

He laughed, not even hesitating to run his hands up and down my body. "Hope you're in the mood for shower sex, babe."

My stomach lurched with butterflies and my heart hammered in my chest. "Wh-hat?!" I was already hot from the water, and now I had a full-body blush that felt like fever spreading over my skin.

He kept laughing as he placed his mouth to the bare skin of my shoulder. And then he began to nibble as his hands swept toward the front of my body, one landing on my breast and the other between my legs. I was stricken speechless, not knowing what to say, as he began his campaign on my body. I fell back into his sturdy form, giving into his ministrations, as the pleasurable feelings overwhelmed me. The moans were slipping freely from my lips as he circled the swollen bud between my folds and tugged at my nipple, all the while nipping at the sensitive skin on my neck. The steam from the water was rising around us, making it hard to breathe. I felt faint and completely pliable in his arms.

"Ah... Grimmjow..." I called out his name as I struggled to catch my breath, reaching back to steady myself against him.

His muscular frame felt so powerful behind my quivering form. He chuckled, running his tongue over my skin before plunging his finger into my core. I would have collapsed if it hadn't been for him holding me up. I nearly screamed, my eyes watering as he stroked over that special spot inside of me.

"It's so easy to get you worked up, babe." His voice was low and sultry in my ear. "Tell me... who are you so wet for?"

I was a moaning mess against him. But still, somehow, I managed to answer. "You, Grimmjow..." I cried out as he continued to stroke over that spot, now applying pressure to my clit with his thumb, as well. "I'm wet for you!"

He let out a deep groan as he turned me until my back was against the shower wall. And then he lifted my trembling legs around his waist and plunged himself into me. I screamed, clutching onto his slick shoulders as he set the pace. I looked up to see him grinning down at me, his sky-blue eyes lit with desire as he pushed and pulled in and out of me, his hands firm on my ass to hold me up between him and the slippery tiles of the shower wall. I desperately clung to his moist skin as the hot water continued to rain down on us, finding purchase on his muscles. The warmth inside of me was swirling into a tight pressure. And I knew that I would come undone soon.