He chuckles. “You serious?”
“Yeah. I was a baaaaaad girl, right?”
“Oh fuck, babe, so bad.” He spanks me again and my lady lips swell to the quiver point. My internal moisture flows and mixes with the shower water.
“Damn.” He swirls his index finger around my nub, front to back, and inside.
Close to hyperventilating, I writhe, about to come but he backs away. My disappointment is total until the tip of his cock returns to my opening.
“Come for me. Right here, right now. Do it.”
Pressure builds as one of his hands slides up my chest and he tugs on a nipple.
“Oh my God.” With my palms planted on the tiles, my muscles tense, and I fucking shatter.
Moaning, he plunges into the waves of my giant orgasm. His fingertips dig into my hips as he pulls out and in until my legs give out.
On the next go round, he spins me to face him. “Wrap your legs around me.”
Attached, he walks me out of the shower stall until my back rests against the bathroom door. His eyes roll up as he leans on his elbows. Curling his abs, he bangs me into oblivion.
I dig my nails into his butt cheeks and clamp my inner wall. His pace quickens, he widens inside me, and I hold on for the ride of my life.
“Yeah, sugar. Give it to me. Fuck, you feel good.” His back tenses as the door rattles in the jam.
Then, the heavens open up, stars explode behind my eyelids and as he empties into me, a growl emits from his chest.
Me? I died and went to heaven. At some point, I descend to earth, he slides out of me, and carries me back to the shower as the hot water heater runs cold.
Laughing, we dry off, kiss all the way up the spiral staircase, and make love in the loft until we fall sound asleep.
