“We’re doing a quick shower and then I’m fucking your ass, my cum receptacle.” He opens the faucet.
I’m delicate and dainty in his arms, back against the wall as he gently wipes the water from my face, rubbing the pad of his thumbs over my eyelashes and removing droplets of water from there too.
His soft gaze maps my features, darting all over my face.
I feel it too.
There is a wave of peace that washes over us and while my bones are weak, I feel empowered, worshiped, and safe.
“Are you okay?” traces of concern lace his deep, sensuous voice. “Did I hurt you?”
“Yes, I’m okay,” I reply softly, rubbing my thumbs along the sides of his neck in soothing circles. “No, you didn’t hurt me,you jerk,” I flash a tiny smirk at him.
He mirrors me, brushing his lips over mine, and says, “Right back at ya’.” He kisses me softly, taking my lips between his and rubbing his lip ring erotically.
Those tingles inside me buzz again.
As lukewarm water cascades down our naked bodies, his teeth dig into my neck, leaving fresh marks on my sensitive skin. He grows thicker inside me, stretching my pussy once more.
My muscles relax as the minutes float by.
“Is it possible that under all that rough exterior you’re a softy?” I ask.
He covers my mouth with his large palm and pulls my hair hard enough that I hiss. “Is it possible that under all that strong appearance you just want to feel weak in someone else’s arms, even for a moment?”
My pussy clenches around him.
His eyes pursue my reaction, shimmering as identical desire as mine project.
Why is it always so passionate with him? So consuming? So enticing?
My breath mingles with his. “Possibly.”
“Probably.” He answers back.
He pins my hands over my head and thrusts inside me. I match his rapid strokes and grind against his cock, rolling my hips in circles.
I suck a speck of flesh over his elongated neck and kiss it.
The way his cock slips inside me, reaching that spot thatmakes my eyes roll, consumes me. He decreases the pace, taking me slow and deep, dragging out each thrust that I feel myself opening up even more. I’m aroused by something deep within. Each nerve ending feels like it’s on fire.
“Coat my cock with your cum, baby.” He growls the words in my ear before he slams his mouth to mine. I spasm out of control, swallowing him deeper and coming hard on his cock as my body lights up for the hundredth time.
Cleaning me from head to toe, he washes my hair with my pineapple-scented shampoo and sniffs it into his lungs. “You’re always walking around with that smell.”
“Is that a problem?” I arch my curved eyebrows.
“No.” He shakes his head. “Smells good.”
“Good, now wash my hair,” I whisper in his ear.
He dries my skin with a towel once we’re done and throws me back to the mattress.
“Have you been taken in your ass before?”
“No…” I hesitantly answer yet I’m not ashamed I haven’t. It didn’t feel right to me and I wanted to be ready once I did.
His eyes study mine. “Do you want to?”
