Going Up!

Chapter Ten

Stripping myself of the black dress and gorgeous lingerie I had spent a small fortune on I stepped into the oversized shower. I reached for the body wash in the corner. Popping the cap I identified the smell immediately as Ben. I turned the bottle to see what it was making a mental note for later. 18.21 Man Made Wash in Spiced Vanilla scent.

Hmm sounds fancy, I thought as I squeezed some into my palm and lathered it along my body. I stepped back under the stream in of water and rinsed when I heard a knock at the door.

"Yes?" I asked through the door.

"May I come in?" He asked opening the door slightly but not coming in or evening peeking in for that matter.

"Ben you and I both peed in front of each other yesterday, I think there are worse things than seeing me in the shower." I laughed.

He popped the door open and shut it behind him. Stopping immediately as he entered letting a curse out. "Fuck, I wasn't ready" he clutched his hand to his chest.

"Too bad I don't have time. We're already going to be late." I laughed through the glass wall of the shower.

"Is now a bad time to say I seriously need a shower too?" He asked huskily as he started to work at the tie around his neck.

"Ben, don't do it." I giggled from inside the shower holding the chrome handle of the shower door firmly.

He slowly started to unbutton the buttons of his dress shirt one by one and I watched entranced as he slid it from his body. He pulled his undershirt over his head and my breath caught in my throat and my thighs clench together at the sight of his chiseled torso. The man was ripped. Like absolutely shredded.

Get a grip Rey.

He looked up at me a gave me a half cocked grin, his eyes never leaving mine as his belt was pulled from its loops. Then in one smooth motion he unhooked the button on his dress slacks, slid the zipper down, and kicked his shoes off as he stepped out of them.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. I was utterly drenched. And not from the fucking shower.

"Rey, is there room in the shower for me?" he was bending down to take off his socks as he looked up at me. I shook my head no. "Really?" He gave me puppy dog eyes as he removed his second sock.

"Fine" I huffed releasing my grip on the shower door handle.

He grabbed it and quickly stepped in under the stream of water pulling me to him. "You should get out." He murmured before kissing me softly.

"I haven't even washed my hair yet." I said moaning into his mouth as he deepened the kiss, his hands sliding around to grip my ass.

"Turn around." He said. As he popped his hand down on my ass cheek and I yelped.

"You've gotta stop doing that!" I said turning my body, but not really meaning it, because to be honest every time he did it my muscles inside my pussy clenched tighter and I got a little wetter.

"You seem to enjoy it or I would." He chuckled, as he reached for the shampoo lathering it between his palms before working it into my scalp.

A deep moan came from my throat that was enough to give him pause mid scalp massage. He pulled my head backwards and with our height differences our eyes connected with me looking at him upside down. "You good?" His upside down smirk knowing just how good his fingers felt against my head.

"Uhh, huh." I said. Taking a step backwards pushing him out of the stream of water and me underneath it to rinse the suds from my hair. I reached for the conditioner and plopped some along the shafts of my hair before stepping forward allowing him to step into the stream.