It makes her shine like a beacon with her fair skin and bright hair, one that I’d gladly follow anywhere.
The only thing left to do now is handle my own clothes.
Her breathing comes in shallow little pants, her eyes are wide, and her cheeks flushed as she watches me unbutton my shirt. I take my time, enjoying the way she watches me. For a girl so prone to blushing and shy, she sure doesn’t hide the clear lust she feels for us.
Her reactions are so fucking delicious that just watching her watch me is enough to make my already hard cock ache.
“Put your bedroom eyes away, Cherry. This is a bathroom.”
“Like you’ve never fucked me in a bathroom,” she says, rolling her eyes.
“Notthisbathroom.” I raise a brow at her and cock my head, daring her to argue. She can’t, and she knows it, but I enjoy it when she’s feisty.
Gives me a reason to spank her ass.
No, wait, this is not what tonight is about.
Her eyes blaze, and I get the feeling she knows exactly what she’s working toward.
Minx.
“Behave. Tonight is about relaxing, not me fucking you.” I unbutton my dress pants and push them down, taking my boxers with them. My cock stands proud at attention when I stand again, and Kat isn’t shy about the way she watches me.
“Why can’t it be both?” Her voice has taken on a sultry whine that makes my cock twitch, and her lips twitch in a smile.
There’s only one way to handle a brat.
I close the distance between us in just one long stride, standing between her legs, so close that our noses damn near touch.
“If I were going to touch you, it wouldn’t be about fucking tonight, Kat. You don’t need sex, you need love, and I intend to pour into your cup until it overflows, and that sadness I see inyour eyes is so far gone you can’t even remember what it was like or why you were sad in the first place.” Her mouth pops open, but she doesn’t utter a single word.
“And once it’s gone, I can fuck you until you can’t walk right.”
With that, I wrap a hand around her waist, and her legs automatically wrap around my hips, almost as if without thought.
Fuck, everything about her is perfect for me.
I lift her off the counter, letting my fingers dig into her plump ass with a groan.
I love her ass.
Walking toward the tub takes so much focus, with her ass in my hand and her wet pussy pressed to my throbbing cock.
I manage, even as every fiber of my body begs me to turn around and fuck her on that counter.
Later.
I’ll fuck her all over this room and mine another time.
I sink into the tub quickly. The water is still warm enough to make Kat hiss at the sudden heat, but she doesn’t complain. Not that I thought she would. I’ve showered with her a time or two; I’m well aware of just how hot she likes her showers.
Thankfully for me, it’s a little easier to handle when in a tub, almost like it’s a hot tub.
The tub is deep and long but still only so wide, which is perfect because that means she pretty much has to stay on my lap. It takes a second, but after she adjusts, she begins to move. I expect her to turn away from me, leaving us chest to back, but instead she turns toward me, and why hadn’t I considered this?
The extra room on my left and right is enough for her to fit both of her legs comfortably as she straddles my lap, letting her rest against my chest with a sigh that leaves her feeling boneless against me.
This is even more perfect than I’d hoped. Feeling her like this, with me. Knowing I’m the reason for her content little sigh.
