The kitten yowls downstairs as my lover stirs. “Daaammnn. What time is it?”
“Six in the fucking morning.” I put the pillow over my head and he pulls it off.
“Gawd almighty.” He opens his gorgeous brown eyes and my heart skips a beat at the beauty.
“Want me to make coffee?”
“What?” His mouth forms the words but I can’t hear a thing.
I mime drinking from a mug, for a split second the noise stops, so I talk fast. “I’ll find out who they are. I’m pretty sure construction can’t start until seven or eight.”
“Shit. That’s loud.” Naked, he stands in the center of our bedroom loft, the only place his head doesn’t hit the ceiling.
Grinning, despite the rude awakening, I admire his amazing body. “Welcome to Brooklyn. It shouldn’t last more than a week.”
“What?”
I have to yell to be heard. “I said they should be done in a week or two!”
“You shittin’ me?” I find my clothes and spiral down the iron staircase into the bathroom where the shower’s white noise drowns out the hammering.
He joins me, hogs all the spray, and laughs as I try to duck under his arm to stay warm. His cock jumps to attention so I reach out and grab it.
“Sugar, you keep doing that and we’re going to need a bigger hot water tank.” He steps in closer and when he cups my breasts, my clit swells, still sore from last night.
“We could take shorter showers.”
“Not an option.” His hand slips between my thighs and my knees go weak.
“Suds, honey, I have to go to work.”
“We woke up early, darlin’. We might as well put the extra time to good use.”
He steps behind me and whispers in my ear. “I could fuck you all day and never get tired of it.”
I turn my head and nip his lower lip. “We’d freeze to death.”
“And I’d die a happy man.” He places my hands on the wall and slides his thick cock between my lower lips while his index finger does its magic. “Damn, you feel fine.”
Squirming, I reach to the liquid soap, and one-handedly pump into my palm. Then, I circle my fingers around him, thumb on his tip.
“Sugar…” His groan sends a chill down my spine. “You are so fucking beautiful.”
Strong wet legs on either side of mine, he leans me over and plays with my clit’s rising blossom.
Pressure builds as he circles my nub and caresses my breasts. When he pinches one nipple and applies a little more force below, I erupt in this amazing orgasm.
I’d fall but he holds my hips, bends his knees, and thrusts up.
“Holy shit!” I try to push back to meet him but all I can do is hang on for the incredible ride.
Again and again, he dives deeper. No him and no me, we’re one as the water sprays around us. He sends me higher until I go off and scream in pure delight.
At my noises, he grunts and swells. Shouting, he explodes inside of me.
We both pant, hearts racing until the water turns lukewarm.
“Ten, nine, eight...” I squirm to break free as our shower grows chillier but he won’t let go.
