Water sloshed as she moved, her knees rising above the water. Slowly, I slid the washcloth up her thigh and then draped it over her knee.
“Good, now keep them spread to the side of the tub,” I muttered, moving my head to the corner of her neck and her ear.
Sinking my free hand back into the water, I trailed along her stomach, following the darker line that ran down the center of her swollen belly all the way down to the juncture of her thighs.
I groaned roughly when I found her soft heat.
“There’s that needy cunt. So puffy and ready for me.” I stroked over her clit, and her arms shot off the sides of the tub and latched around mine like they were a life raft.
“Max!” she cried out.
“Relax, baby,” I husked, teasing the swollen bud before dipping into her entrance, sinking into her muscles with a rough groan. “Fuck, you’re tight, Daze.”
I pushed one finger inside her, her muscles revolting.Damn. She was going to need at least one orgasm, if not two, before I even had a shot at fitting my cock in here.
“Max…” My name hitched a ride on every sigh and moan that left her mouth, and I was addicted to the sound of it. Addicted to the feel of her.Addicted to her.
“You feel so good, Daisy,” I praised, slowly pumping my finger into her as my thumb brushed a merciless rhythm over her clit. “Better than all my dreams. So much better.”
She whimpered and clenched around me.
Gritting my teeth, I worked two fingers into her. “Need you to relax for me.”
She quivered, and I thumbed her clit faster.
“God, Max, that feels…” She dug her nails into my arms, her hips rising now to meet my hand.
“Tell me.”
Her head swayed. “I need more. Please.”
She felt fucking combustible. Shaking. Begging. Straining.
“I’m going to make you come, Daze,” I growled into her ear, my other hand starting to tease her nipple again. “And then I’m going to fill this tight cunt with my big cock.”
“Please,” she panted, gasping not for air but for release. “Please.Please.”
“Is that what you want?” I moved my fingers faster, feeling her clit swell against them. “You want to come for me?”
“Yes.”Water splashed over the side of the tub as her hips bucked into my hand.
I swirled her clit harder, feeling her fingers claw into my arm. “Show me how good you can come for me. Let me feel how good you’re going to come for me,my little wife.”
“Max!” She shattered—and sent a wave of water crashing onto the bathroom floor as her body bucked and bowed with release.
Black spots chewed at my vision as I pushed two and then three fingers through her clenching muscles, preparing them for what was coming.
“Perfect,” I murmured over and over as she came back down, her breath slowing, her trembling starting to still. “You are perfect.”
“Max, that was…” Slowly, her head turned, wide, glazed eyes sinking into mine. She was beautiful.She was mine.
“Just the beginning,” I rasped, attempting a playful smile, but my cock was too damn hard for anything about me to come off as playful right now. Sliding my hand up her body, making sure I left no curve untouched, I cupped the side of her face.“You don’t know what you do to me, Daisy…what hearing you scream my name does to me.”
“Max…” Her lashes fluttered, her eyes suddenly searching for anywhere to land that wasn’t on me.
“Daze.” I framed her chin in my fingers, forcing her head up and scouring her expression. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
Her lips peeled apart, and a deeper color stole over her cheeks.
