“I’m so glad I impressed you,” she mumbled, her mind blurring with the desire burning through her.
“Me, too.”
He picked her up, turned around, and set her on the washing machine. Automatically, she spread her legs, and he stepped between them, his cock pressing into her lower abdomen. Her muscles contracted, eager to have him inside of her and something to clench onto.
She looked quizzically at him. “Shouldn’t it be on, you know, so it’s vibrating?”
“I’ll have you vibrating soon enough.” He winked at her, pulling her hips forward.
She felt his cock positioned at her opening, sitting in the fresh wave of her hot juices.
“Is that right…” She ended the sentence in a gasp of pleasure as he thrust himself into her. “Oh.”
He drew out slowly, her muscles going wild with contractions trying to hold on to his cock and keep it inside of her. Then he plunged deep inside of her.
She gasped sharply, a flood of pleasure thundering through her.
Raven leaned back and put her hands on either side of the washing machine to keep her balance. All she could do right now was hold on, which included Ben too. Her legs wrapped around his waist, securing them together as their bodies moved in a quickening rhythm.
“Oh…” She couldn’t help the noises escaping from her mouth as he moved in and out of her. Her body tingled as if the pleasure vibrating through her was taking hold and lifting her to her peak. Her breath came quick and shallow. She felt his body tighten. He groaned, and his movements became more deliberate, which spiked the heat in her body as he pounded her, pushing her with him toward their peak. Her body convulsed with the orgasm, and he moved in and out once more, then reached his orgasm as hers took hold. She called out his name, her mind spun with the dizzying vibrations he had indeed coaxed from her.
“Hmmm.” He pulled her into his arms and nuzzled their noses together.
Raven wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. “Now I really do know that you’re impressed with me, and you know you didn’t need the washing machine on.”
“I told you.” He kissed her.
“And, um, you don’t smell either.” She winked at him.
“You’re getting cheekier the longer you stay here.”
She smiled at him. “I’m learning from you.”
“Don’t go blaming me.” He grinned at her, reached out and moved his hands lovingly through her long hair.
She chuckled. “How about that shower and massage?”
“You’ve not had enough?” His eyes widened in surprise.
“Oh, you’ve satisfied me very well. I just want to keep you to myself for a little longer.”
“Well, in that case.” He lifted her from the top of the washing machine. “Shower, it is.”
The sound of a car door slamming caused them both to freeze.
“Did you hear that?” whispered Raven.
“Shit, yes.”
“Who do you think it is?” Raven couldn’t think properly, not after the wonderful session they’d just had.
He cleared his throat. He didn’t need to say because Raven’s mind finally grounded, and she realized who it was likely to be.
“Quick,” he said, dragging her toward the hallway.
“My clothes…”
“Don’t worry about that,” he said. He tried to push her toward the hallway.
