AN: This part does contain adult subject matter. And I haven't mentioned this before, but thank you all so much for your continuous replies. I look forward to reading them every time I post a chapter. :)

Prompt:Fireworks

Part Twenty-one

Pulling back the shower curtain with a hard yank, Elizabeth froze with wide eyes at the sight that greeted her.

Heart beating wildly against her chest, body shivering, mouth dry, and breathing stopping all together, Elizabeth stared at the man whom she had been lusting after since the moment she laid eyes on him stare back at her. Before she even thought about it, her eyes left his and traveled down his body just as the water from the shower head was.

She knew that Jason had to have an amazing body, but nothing prepared her for this. Not the lingering touches she stole as she kissed him. Not the way his shirt stretched against his chest when he moved, hell, when he breathed. Not even the glimpse she got of him at the lake where he only wore his briefs prepared her for this.

His body glistened as the water continued to pour over him. His chest was completely bare of hair; making her wonder if he might shave his chest. Her eyes roamed over his well defined chest and lower to the hardest, most bitable abs she had ever seen.

Her tongue darted out to lick her dry lips as her eyes traveled lower. Her gaze lingered on his belly button making her want to dart her tongue out again and taste him. Her eyes still wandered lower following a light, almost invisible trail of blond hair from his belly button to his…

Hello!

What the hell was she doing?

Face aflame with embarrassment, Elizabeth spun around, almost tripping over her towel that was at her feet.

"I am… oh my god, I am so sorry. I didn't…" pulling the towel over her to cover her body, Elizabeth glanced over her shoulder then closed her eyes shut tight and lifted her hands to cover her face, dropping the towel once again. "I didn't know you were taking a shower." She quickly spoke as she bent to grab the towel once again. "I didn't even know you were home. I'm just," Blowing out a harsh breath, Elizabeth pointed towards the door, her back still to him. "I'm just going to go."

Before she could take one step she felt a wet hand lightly grasp her arm. She stared down at the fingers wrapped around her arm then slowly lifted her eyes until she was looking at Jason under lowered eyelashes, still too embarrassed to look at him.

What she saw caused her to stop breathing again.

His usual light blue eyes were dark and heated. His eyes bore into her with so much sexual passion she thought she would melt right then and there. No one had ever looked at her the way Jason was just now. It did something to her, it caused something within her to stir and allow her to turn around and drop her towel without feeling any more of the previous embarrassment.

Jason swallowed hard as the towel fell from Elizabeth's body. It seemed like the damn thing was moving in slow motion it took so long to reveal her beautiful body before him. It had been a shock for him to hear the curtain pull back and see Elizabeth standing naked before him. His first thought was that someone had managed to get inside his penthouse and was going to try and kill him. What he hadn't expected was to see Elizabeth standing there.

He got over the shock just as fast as it came upon him once he started to gaze over her body. He became instantly hard the moment he realized she was naked, but his erection only became more painful as he saw the gentle swells of her breasts, nipples erect and awaiting his lips. He had held her naked breasts in his hands once, tasted them while they swam in the lake. But that wasn't enough. He needed to taste her again, feel the slight weight of her breasts that fit perfectly in his hands.

He moved his eyes over her, from her breasts to the flat smoothness of her belly and even lower to the very heat of her. He was so consumed with need that he hadn't even realized that she had turned away from him and was rambling with embarrassment. When she had finally pulled the towel over her the second time—concealing one of his most favorite parts of Elizabeth, her ass—did Jason finally snap out of his daze and stop her from leaving.

There was no way in hell she was going to walk out of that bathroom without him.

Their eyes had locked, blue on blue, and Jason knew that she could see the need in his eyes.

It matched her own.

He pulled her into the shower with him, his hand on her arm still the only part of their bodies touching. Jason lowered his head, his lips a whisper away from hers. "Turn around."

She didn't hesitate in turning around, facing the water. She could feel him behind her, his heat penetrating her back while the hot water splashed against her breasts and stomach. The sensation completely arousing.

Elizabeth tried to lean back but his hands one her shoulders held her in place. She wanted to touch him, feel him against her, but he wouldn't let her. The man was hell bent on torturing her.

His hands slowly lowered down her arms, curling slightly around her wrists, lower until they gripped her waist. His hands spanned her waist, his thumbs rubbing up and down her back finally coming to rest on the small of her back. She felt his breath against her neck. He was so close she could practically feel his lips against her neck. She waited with baited breath for him to kiss her but the kiss never came.

She felt his breath move up from where her neck met her shoulder, higher until it stopped at her ear. Her lips parted, her eyes closed, a whimper escaped her lips as the very tip of his tongue traced the shell of her ear.

Elizabeth's hands were resting on his forearms, her nails biting into his skin as he continued with his delicious torture. Her eyes snapped open as his one hand left her stomach. She tilted her head back to look up at him and found him reaching for her soap and loofah that still sat atop the sink. He looked back at her and smiled at her confused expression.

"You were ready to take a shower."

"Yes, but I—"

He lowered his head towards hers again, his lips a whisper apart once more, and he still didn't kiss her. "Let me help you." He whispered huskily.

Oh god, she was going to die if he didn't touch her, really touch her soon.

She watched mesmerized as he squeezed the body wash onto the loofah. She didn't dare tell him that he used more than necessary or that he should lather it before beginning to wash her. The man could do whatever he pleased at the moment. She was completely at his mercy.

One hand still on her hip, his body still behind her but not touching, Jason placed the loofah on her shoulder and slowly rubbed it in circles against her skin. He envied the damn thing at the moment, but he continued on with his menstruations. He wanted to linger this moment out for as long as possible.

He wrapped his arm around her stomach and pulled her back against him, they both groaned at the contact.

Jason moved the loofah along her collar bone, leaving a trail of soap bubbles. His hand moved down her arm, back up and across her collar bone again. He kissed her neck lightly before moving the loofah along her neck and back, then down her other arm.

He wasn't applying much pressure to the loofah, causing Elizabeth to groan with frustration and move restlessly against him. She arched her back, squeezed her legs, and smirked as Jason sucked in a harsh breath when her thighs squeezed around his erection that was nestled between her slightly parted thighs.

His hand continued to work slowly over her body. He came to her breasts, added even less pressure when he circled one mound than the other, avoiding her pebble hard, sensitive nipples that were begging for his touch. Finally, he grazed the rough material of the loofah against her nubs. She threw her head back on his shoulder; a deep moan tore from her throat as she squeezed her thighs harder.

His jaw tightened before his lips parted, grazing the side of her neck as the soap bubbles washed away. His hand holding the loofah moved over her flat stomach, down her sides, swirled around her belly button.

He released his arm around her stomach to continue washing her. He bent down, kissing the nape of her neck, the small of her back, as he washed her legs. Both hands moved down one, gently lifting it, causing her to bend her knee. Elizabeth had to reach behind her to grasp his shoulders. She needed something to hold on for she was sure she would fall.

Her senses were everywhere, driving her wild as he moved on to the next leg, repeating the same movements. He kissed the back of each thigh before he moved up her body. Jason had to take a step away to wash her back. He started at the back of her neck, moved lower, slowly rubbing circles with the loofah down the entire expanse of her back.

When he came to one of his most favorite parts of Elizabeth, he lingered. Many a days he spent watching as she walked up his stairs, her hips swinging back and forth, her round ass swaying as well. He loved the way it fit perfectly in her tight jeans, loved the feel of it against his palm as he kneaded it when they kissed. But nothing compared to feeling the soft flesh of her cheeks.

Soft skin against rough palms.

Dropping the loofah, Jason cupped each cheek in his hands. Fuck, she felt so good.

Feeling his hands against her, Elizabeth reached forward and planted each palm against the cool tile of the shower wall. She felt the warm water fall onto her head and neck, sliding down her back. His hands moved around her hips and over her stomach, pulling her back against him.

Wet skin slapped against wet skin. Elizabeth immediately turned her head, her lips searching out his. Jason met her just as quickly. His hands cupped her mounds, her ass moved against his rock hard erection.

Jason swiftly spun Elizabeth around in his arms. Their kiss broke, their lips a breath apart. He gazed into her eyes, hazy with passion. Her dark blue eyes were now violet she was aroused with so much passion.

Elizabeth slid her hands up his arms, around his neck. She spread her fingers through his hair, pulling his mouth the last inch toward hers. She kissed him gently, but the kiss quickly turned heated, passionate, hungry.

As Jason gripped her hips to lift her he knew he couldn't wait anymore. She was going to have to wash her hair another time because there was no way he could wait any longer. He turned them as Elizabeth wrapped her legs around his lean waist. Her back hit the cool tile, one of his large hands held the back of her head to soften the contact of her body hitting the hard wall. The now cool water pounded on his back as he lowered his mouth to her neck, sucking, nipping, licking.

Elizabeth spread her fingers through his hair and down his back. Her head was thrown back as she moaned his name. Her nails bit into his skin and scalp when he lifted his head and devoured her mouth with his own.

One arm wrapped around her waist to hold her to him, Jason curled his other hand around his sex and positioned it at her opening. He traced her before he moved slowly into her. He moved his hips slowly back and forth, allowing his member to enter her little by little, more and more each time he moved in. He finally plunged fully into her tight, wet sheath.

The kiss broke. Jason grunted. Elizabeth gasped.

She wrapped both arms around his neck as their hips crashed together at a frenzied pace. He placed his forearm against the cool tile over her head, his other arm still wrapped around her.

"Jason," she moaned, "please…" a gasp; she bit her lip, "please." She didn't know what she was pleading for. Whether she was pleading for him to never stop or to help her reach the throws of passion she didn't know. All she knew was that she had never felt anything as pleasurable as this in her life.

He was incredible.

She screamed his name as her climax overtook her. Her entire body shook as wave after wave of pure blissful ecstasy claimed her. She was still in the mists of her orgasm when she felt Jason pivot in and out of her with the speed of a man possessed before his body tightened under her hands and legs. She felt him explode within her causing her to climax once more.

It was a while before the thundering in her ears eased. She was still wrapped in Jason's arms as he was in hers. His head rested against her shoulder, his lips moving slowly against her skin. He lifted his head and moved back just enough to peer lazily into her face.

They both smiled. Elizabeth cupped his cheeks and brought his lips towards hers. The kiss was lazy, lips moving against lips, his tongue dancing slowly with hers.

"Where are we going?" She managed to say against his lips when she felt him step out of the shower.

He walked out of the bathroom, still kissing her as he mumbled, "To bed."

She felt him twitch inside of her. Her eyes opened with mock shock as he lowered her to the bed, never breaking contact. She smiled up at him as he moved them to the center of the bed. "That's a great idea."