Both of us groaned, freezing as his cock pressed into my pussy before sliding up to press into my stomach as his secondary hands gripped under my thighs to raise my legs around his hips. The water only misted us here, allowing for more friction.
“Ah,fuck, Rema,” I moaned, leaning my head against the shower wall. He was hot against me, his cock harder than the stone I was pressed against where it lay wedged between us. My mind stuttered on the fact that we were aligned exactly how we would be if we were fucking, and his gods blessed cock was past my damn belly button. The math wasn’t mathing, but that had never stopped me before. I wriggled against him, shifting my hips so that my pussy rubbed up and down against him. Those piercings were going to feel sogoodinside me.
“Don’t move, Patty. Please,” he breathed, his body starting to tremble again with the effort to not fuck me. His emotions had gone volatile, scorching my tongue with the depths of his frustrated arousal as it flared white hot around us.
“I can’t fucking help it, Rema,” I said through clenched teeth, my voice coming out an embarrassing whine.
This had been a really good, but horrible idea. As if we were ever going to be able to just shower together and not touch. It was laughable.
I yelped when my body became suddenly weightless as Rema let go of my wrists to toss me a good foot into the air, sliding my body upwards along the wall until his hands caught me by my thighs and waist.
And then the evil male spread me wide, hooking my calves over his shoulders, my feet brushing the curve of his wings, and met my wide eyed stare with a look I’d never seen on his face before. One part worshiping, and three parts evil. Smug male arrogance emanated from him, mixing with his desire until my mind felt like it was stuffed with cotton balls.
“You are so pretty here, Patty. So pink and wet for me. Where do I begin? What feels the best? I have a reward to extract from you, remember? I won our little bet.”
He ran his nose through my folds without giving me a chance to answer, breathing in deeply and all I could do was whimper. “It’s so soft. Ah, by the Mother, you smell delicious. I have to taste you.”
“Rema… don’t— ohfuck!”
His tongue licked my pussy from bottom to top, a hum of approval vibrating against me as he paused at my clit.
I braced my hands on his wrists where he had a tight grip on my waist. “There! Right there, Rema!”
He chuckled softly against my skin, and then his lips sealed over my clit, sucking it lightly into his mouth where his tongue flicked firmly.
My hands flew to his hair, digging into the wet strands like a lifeline as I bowed over him. “Harder,” I panted, my hips tilting to grind into his mouth in desperation.
Rema adjusted his grip on my legs, pulling me into him more securely, and his tongue pressing harder on my clit with each pass.
I tightened my hold on his hair when he got the perfect rhythm and pressure, pushing my shoulders back into the shower wall so I could press into him harder, my eyes closing as pleasure spiked and deepened. “Just like that! You’re doing so good, Rema. Don’t stop.”
His arousal flared higher at my words, and my lips stretched into a smile through my panting. Rema’s praise kink was confirmed.
One of his hands dropped from my thigh, and then his finger was sinking inside me. My eyes popped open, my mouth falling open with a moan as he curled it, rubbing along my walls curiously before pulling out to add a second finger, scissoring them to stretch me open as he did so. My legs were shaking now, heat settling low in my belly.
Two wasn’t going to be enough, no matter how good it felt. His cock was too thick. He was going to have to stretch me more.
“One more, Rema. Add another.”
A third finger speared inside when he pulled out again to thrust his hand forward. The sting of being stretched added to the pleasure he was piling on me as his tongue and lips worked my clit. He never let up the pressure, or changed the rhythm, keeping a steady tempo, his long, thick fingers thrusting harder and harder into me.
Tension coiled low, heat spiraling out as he worked me. Cracking stone sounded behind me right as Rema added a fourth finger, practically fisting me with how stretched I felt, and then his teeth scraped my clit, his mouth sucked harder, his tongue picked up speed and the orgasm exploded. My back bowed, hips grinding down against his hand and mouth, a shouted moan bursting out of me as the wave of pleasure crested higher.
He kept licking and thrusting his fingers while I rode through the pleasure, until I fell limp in his arms, my hands loosening their death grip on his hair to dangle at my sides, my breathing fast. I opened my eyes to look at him when his face pulled away from my pussy with a final kiss, and found him staring up at me, his dark pupil filled eyes luminous.
He pulled his fingers out of me and I shivered at the loss.
We stared at each other for a long moment before he gave me a crooked smile.
“Did I please you?”
A breathy laugh was all I could manage in answer as I swept a shaky hand up my face, pushing my wet hair back.
Rema pulled my legs from his shoulders, letting them drop into the crook of his arms as he lowered me down again, then moved his primary arms out of the way one at a time so that my legs fell to his secondary arms so he could pull them around his waist. His primary hands moved to hold me up by a firm handful of my ass. When I was snugly secure against him, he lifted me away from the wall, my hypersensitive pussy pressing against his stomach so that when he moved us back under the falling water I rubbed against him with each step, little aftershocks of pleasure hitting me with his movements.
I let my head fall to his shoulder, my forehead pressed against him, and closed my eyes to keep from moaning. He chuckled anyway, shifting me so my ass sat on his crossed lower arms, while his upper arms circled behind my back, one hand splaying out over my ribs, his fingers brushing the underside of my breast and his other spreading across my shoulder blades, hugging me to him.
I shivered as the water cascaded over the skin of my back.
