“Tastes even better,” Maegan said. She wasn’t trying to be coy or sexy, but I couldn’t help but equate her words with the way I felt about her pussy.
Down, boy!My dick had its own agenda, but I was mature enough to ignore it. The last thing Maegan probably wanted, or needed, was to be mauled by me. She needed comfort and care, not a douche bag who couldn’t wait to part her legs and slide into her hot, wet….
“Do you mind if I take a shower?” she asked.
I nearly moaned out loud just thinking about her standing naked in my shower, water streaming down her luscious body. “Of course not,” I managed to say even though my mouth suddenly felt as dry as the Sahara Desert.
“Care to join me?”
“I… uh…”
Maegan smiled because she knew she had me by the balls. The lady was no shrinking violet. She knew what she wanted and went after it. She walked around me and turned off the microwave before she circled back around to hook my belt loop with her index finger. Maegan started walking backwards, but she didn’t have to pull me. In fact, I scooped her up in my arms and took the stairs two at a time.
Maegan laughed gleefully over my exuberance until I flipped on the bathroom light. She gasped and covered her mouth in surprise. I looked around the room to see what caused her reaction and caught her staring at the huge clawfoot bathtub in the corner.
“Oh, Elijah! It’s magnificent.”
“I’ve been told that a time or two,” I told her.
“Yes, your cock is amazing, but that bathtub is… just wow.”
“Would you like to take a bath instead of a shower? I can go downstairs and wait for you.”
“Or you can get in that tub with me,” she suggested.
“I’m not much of a bath guy.”
“Do you have any idea of the things I could do to you in that tub?”
“Let me grab some clean towels,” I said, setting her feet on the bathroom tile.
“And condoms!”
“Oh, hell yeah.”
Maegan had already stripped her clothes off and was running water in the tub when I returned from my bedroom. I stood in the doorway and raked my eyes over her toned legs and perky ass. My dick throbbed, demanding attention, but all I could do was stare. She looked over her shoulder and winked at me, and damn, it was all I could do to keep from mounting her right then.
“You’re about to become a bath guy, Elijah. A big fan.”
“Okay.”
“Take off your clothes and bring that box of condoms with you. I like your preparedness. Let me guess; you were a Boy Scout.”
I laid the towels on the closed toilet lid and brought my right hand up to salute her. I confess my eyes didn’t stay locked on hers, but how could they with her beautiful body on display. I whipped my shirt off at the same time I toed out of my shoes.
“Let me help,” she said when I reached for my belt. Maegan closed the distance between us and knocked my hands out of the way. She sank down to her knees, unfastened my jeans, and pulled them down to midthigh along with my underwear. “You are magnificent,” she said when my cock sprang forward.
“I just want you to know that I wasn’t expecting sex when I invited you to stay here tonight.”
“I know.” Maegan slowly licked her lips like my cock was a treat she couldn’t wait to devour.
“Just because I have a dick doesn’t mean I am one,” I said, trying not to push said appendage toward her parted lips. “We don’t need sex tonight.”
“Your cock doesn’t agree.” She wrapped her fist around the base of my dick and pumped it a few times.
I groaned in ecstasy then said, “You’re naked, Maegan. Of course, he’s hard and eager to have you. If this doesn’t feel right then we won’t do it.”
“I’m eager for him to have me.” She looked up into my eyes and I saw certainty in her green irises. “Nothing has ever felt so right.”
I cupped the back of her head in my head and said, “Then let me love you.”
