Always Fraser by A. Steel (electronic reader .txt) 📕

to be a lot more to still explore.” He takes the body wash off the shelf, lathering it in his hands, washing himself. His hands run over his chiselled chest and arms. His body is seriously ridiculous. I could watch this all day.

“Your turn.” He squeezes more of the body wash in his hands, lathering up again. “Turn around.” I do what he says, and his hands roam down my shoulders and back, massaging as he goes. It feels so good on my sore muscles. His hands move around to my front, over my breasts and stomach, cleansing and massaging every part of me as I lie my head back on his shoulder, relaxing into him. I don’t want him to stop. It feels so good on my sore muscles from yesterday.

“I guess I can see the appeal in your long showers now,” he says.

I giggle. “They're not normally that exciting,” I say sleepily, as he shuts off the water.

We hop out of the shower and dry off. “Bed now,” he says, wrapping me in a massive fluffy towel. I hope Blake isn’t home. This is going to get weird if he is. I make my way quickly down the hall to Fraser’s bedroom with my towel tucked tightly to my chest. Fraser’s close behind me, totally nude, without a care in the world. As soon as we're in his room, he takes my towel, drops it to the floor, and wraps his arms around me. He pushes me back onto his bed. As his lips meet mine, he kisses me roughly, swiping his tongue through my open mouth and biting my lip. He’s different tonight, like a wild animal possessed.

“That, in the shower, Elly, was too much. I need more of you now.”

"How are you ready to go again?"

"Always ready when you're around." He kisses down my neck, roughly grabbing my breasts in his hands. “On all fours, gorgeous. I want to see that arse when I fuck you this time.”

I roll over and he slaps me on the arse. “Ouch, what did you do that for?”

“Because I felt like it. Your arse looks hot up in the air like that.” He slaps me again, then slides two thick fingers into my waiting pussy. I moan and dig my fingers into the sheets. It feels so good. What is he doing to me? This feels fucking amazing. He pumps his fingers slowly in and out, warming me up for him. He pulls out his fingers and I can hear him tear the foil packet.

His hand is back on my hip, steadying me, as he pushes into me in one move. He reaches his hand around to grip my breast as he slams into me again.

“Are you okay, gorgeous?”

“Yes, don’t stop,” is all I can get out as he pumps into me again and the outside world fades away. All I can focus on is his hard, fast thrusts as he fucks me from behind. It's rough, but I fucking love it. I feel alive in a way I have never felt before, leaving my whole body tingling with the anticipation of the next time he thrusts into me. His fingers dig into my hips, and I grip onto the sheets, trying to stop myself from collapsing under his weight.

“Fuck, Elly, I’m going to come.”

I nod my head as I feel one last pump as he bites down on my shoulder. I let go completely as he rips the most incredible orgasm from me. It feels like an out-of-body experience to someplace I have never been before. I’m shaking and I collapse into him as he pulls me close to his chest and rolls us over. He cuddles into me from behind, pulling my body as closely into him, placing kisses on my shoulder as he strokes my hair.

“Oh my god, Fraser, that was fucking insane! You're insane.”

“Are you okay?” he asks, stroking my hair. “I just lost control. I was worried I hurt you.”

“No, you didn’t—well, not in a bad way. I just never experienced anything like that before. I think walking is going to be an issue tomorrow,” I say with a little laugh.

“Good, I’ve done my job then. You won't go anywhere else if you know you can get the best from me.”

“You know I’m not going anywhere else,” I mumble sleepily, hugging his arms closer into me. I close my eyes as blissful sleep takes hold.

I wake up a couple of hours later to a ping. I check my phone and it's not me. It must be Fraser’s phone. I sneak out to use the bathroom, and on my way back, I hear another message ping on Fraser's phone. I can't help but glance over to see who'd be messaging him at this time of night. It’s that bitch Shea. Of course it is! What could she want? I can only see the first part of the message. “Hey, sexy, looking forward to seeing you on...” before it cuts off and I would need his pin code to see more.

Damn! When is she seeing him? It's probably just work-related, but why would she message at this time of night, with “hey sexy” if it's work-related? Grrr, there’s no way I’m going to be able to go back to sleep now!

Chapter Eleven

Fraser

Elly is still fast asleep. She looks so angelic with her hair fanned out on the pillow around her. I could wake her and go for round three, but she looks so peaceful. I’ll leave her a bit longer and attempt to make breakfast before she wakes up. We don’t have much in the way of breakfast food. But I've got sourdough and avo, I'm sure that will be all right. I’m really not very good at this kind of thing.

Normally I don’t let girls hang around for breakfast. If you let them stay that long, they get all clingy and want a second date. But Elly's not any girl. She can stay as