My heroine and her morning shower - on WIp it Up Wednesday #wipitup #amwriting

Shifting from our hero to Erik. She's just locked down her club after the hits on the other clubs. She spent the night sleeping in her office.

Warning - a bit of sexy heat in this excerpt.



As regular as clockwork, Erik’s eyes popped open at eleven. She yawned, stretched and grabbed her cell phone. After connecting to the security system, she scanned the club with the security cameras and sighed. Everything looked normal. She unlocked her office door and headed upstairs to the private apartment. After entering, she clicked on her TV and crossed the room to the bathroom. A phrase from the news broadcaster made her turn and pause. Darien Scott? The Delicious Turmoil World Tour Darien Scott? At the Black Dragon? Was he killed?With the news shifting to the attack on the Purple Peacock, Erik continued to her bathroom. If only Darien Scott would visit the Pink Flamingo. What a catch he'd be. Awesome for business. Better for me. I'd tie him up in my safe room and have my way with him. She chuckled and shut her bathroom door.She loved the spa-like shower in the club apartment. It was big enough for her to do a yoga workout in if she wanted to. Eight nozzles sprayed water from different positions and a rain like shower poured down from above. The sandstone colored tiles made her long for back home. She shook her shoulders. Bangkok, Thailand is where I live now.Turning on the tap, she let the water run while she undressed. A vision of a tied-to-her-bed post Darien Scott flitted across her mind. The things I'd do if I could get my hands on that man.She stepped into the steamy shower and grabbed her Jasmine scented shower gel and peach colored scrubbie. After lathering up the washing poof, she inhaled the exotic aroma of fresh tropical flowers and closed her eyes. She was momentarily transported to a tropical island with white sandy beaches, azure blue water and half-naked Darien Scott. No, change that, a fully naked and aroused Darien Scott.She stroked the scrubbie along her arms, neck and throat, wishing it was him touching her skin. Circling the washing poof down her heaving chest, she lingered over her breasts, stroking the scrubbie back and forth across her areolas and firm nipples. With her free hand, she rolled a soapy nipple between her fingers and with the other hand lathered her stomach.An itch began to tingle between her legs. She pressed her thighs together and squirmed. Slipping the scrubbie between her legs, Erik moaned when it slid over her pubic bone and across her sex-starved nubbin. Back and forth, she stroked, grazing her clit as softly as a butterfly wing's touch. She leaned back against the shower wall, enjoying the sensations of her caressing hands, the poof and the hot water streaming down her body.While her left hand alternated teasing each nipple, the right dropped the scrubbie and she entwined her fingers in her trimmed bush. She shuddered as her middle finger moved lower and brushed across her clit. Inhaling and slowly exhaling, she skimmed her finger across her button, at the languid speed of her breaths, barely allowing it to touch her super-sensitive flesh. Reaching down to the base, she flicked her finger upward with gentle strokes on the underside of her clit. Each touch deepened the ache growing inside her.Erik maneuvered a finger into her soapy pussy and strummed her nub with her thumb. With water cascading down her breasts, she thrust her finger in and out pushing herself toward sexual bliss. Moans and groans of delight escaped her lips. She focused on the fantasy of Darien Scott pounding into her, shouting her name and begging her to climax.


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