She bit his upper back in retaliation.“Do not rush me, pet.”
“I’m sorry, mistress.”And he was, really sorry, when Wayla pulled back, and even the pressure at the base of his cock eased.“Really, I’m sorry.I won’t rush you.Please, precious.”The name slipped, but Wayla didn’t seem to mind.The water once again tightened around him, and Jarred moaned.
“Now, hold still,” she admonished him, before continuing her slow, soapy exploration.
BythetimeWaylawas satisfied and set the soap away, Jarred was ready to plead and curse and beg.Every inch of his body was squeaky clean.She had played with his balls, soaped up his dick, and washed him between his ass cheeks.
Humiliation had danced at the edge of his mind at that, but Wayla’s quiet, pleased humming had kept it at bay.Now she was kneeling behind him, dropping small kisses and gentle bites all over his ass cheeks, while the strands of water grew thicker around his ankles and wrists.
Gently, she pulled him apart and started kissing her way closer to his anus.Soft kisses that barely registered over his anticipation.
“Mistress, please,” he moaned, not the first time, but finally, Wayla gave him mercy.Her lips and tongue made contact, and Jarred would have fallen if not for the ropes of water holding him in place.
“Good pet.Feel what I’m doing.Does it feel good, pet?Do you want me to continue?”Her voice was soft and wicked and held a needy edge, like she desperately wanted to keep going but was holding back.
“Please, please, please,” Jarred chanted.
Wayla wasn’t tormenting him anymore.She rimmed his backside, and a hand formed of water wrapped around his cock.As her tongue probed him, the hand pumped, and the cock ring of water tightened.
“Come pet,” Wayla suddenly commanded, the hand and the ring disappearing at the same time as her teeth sank into his ass cheek.
White lights flashed in his vision as Jarred came, shouting her name.Wayla kept murmuring praises until he caught his breath back, and then he felt her lips turn up in a smile, still pressed against his ass.
“Very good pet.Now, are you ready to take my finger up your ass?”
Jarred shuddered, his cock jerked, and, with a trepidation he had never felt before, he nodded.
“Yes, mistress.”He might die in this shower, but what a way to go.
Chapter 38 – Wave
WavemanagedtomakeJarred come two more times before the Powerhouse mansion ran out of hot water.By the time she released Jarred from her ropes, he was almost feral, and Wave found herself tossed on the bed in the blink of an eye.
Jarred attacked her pussy with the determination of a dying man, not asking for permission or needing any instructions as he licked and sucked her clit.He drove her from one orgasm to another with his fingers, until they all blended together and Wave floated in a sea of endless pleasure.
Only once she was boneless and chanting his praises, did Jarred roll them over.Hazily, Wave blinked at the man lying beneath her, his cock, once again hard as a rock, prodding at her entrance.
“Please, precious.I need to be inside of you,” Jarred growled.
Wave didn’t hesitate.She needed him inside of her too.Jarred held himself in place as Wave lifted up and then, with a groan deep from her gut, slammed down, taking him in all at once.Her tissues were swollen, and the stretch of his thick cock burned, but all she could feel was yet another orgasm breaking her apart.
Jarred’s roar proved that he was right there with her.Wave slumped over Jarred’s chest and nuzzled his neck.The sound of his heartbeat racing for her lulled her to sleep.
It was morning by the time they roused enough to stumble back into the shower.Jarred hissed, his cock way too sensitive, and Wave used her skills to wash him with almost icy water.When he complained, she pointedly reminded him of the ice packs.That shut him up enough that they managed to crawl back to bed and sleep some more.
Wave’s growling stomach forced them awake, and as soon as Jarred’s stomach heard the rumble, it started its own concert.She tried not to laugh, but Jarred’s cranky expression proved to be too much.
“I got something for you,” Jarred said suddenly.
Wave blinked and lifted her head from the pillow to look.Jarred was rummaging through his nightstand, then turned back with something held inside his fist.
“A butt plug,” Wave joked and then stretched her body.
Jarred snorted.“No.”
“Then what?”Wave got curious and rolled over to face him.Jarred’s expression turned a bit sheepish and he hesitated.
“It’s nothing special…”
