But there’s moments like this—admiring the sexyredhead stepping into a warm shower—and knowing the plans I have for her will require us to be quiet.
I toss my sleep shorts in the hamper. Wearing nothing more than a lazy smirk and the silver day collar she gave me, I step in behind her.
“May I join you?”
She pouts. “But I smeared all that cum on your stomach last night. You’re just gonna wash it off?” she teases.
I lather body wash onto a loofah and chuckle. “You know how weird the goats get when they smell cum. I don’t need them eating my shirt during the photoshoot today.”
We’re having a professional photographer come to the house for family Christmas pictures—and I mean everyone in the family is coming over. Ever since Renée and I have made it official, I’ve been obsessed with having pictures. Every season we have a little photoshoot, and I’m perpetually taking pictures of my ladies.
I’m just so proud of them. And I’m proud of me. This whole family man thing is frickin’ sweet—like, Igetwhy Rafael loves it. Seeing joy on the faces of my little Ladybug and Shortcake... it makes all the hard stuff worth it.
Renée hums a laugh and angles her head to kiss me. Lips locked in a lazy adoration, I begin to soap up her curves. Slippery, sweeping strokes up and down until every inch has been polished. I lather her hair in coconut shampoo, and it makes me smile because she has no idea I’m taking them to Tulum over Christmas break.
I kiss her neck while rinsing her hair, and apply a liberal amount of conditioner and let it soak in. When she thinks she’s finished, I push her against the tile wall dick-first.
“Don’t you want me to wash you?” she asks breathlessly.
“Not yet,” I murmur, then bite her earlobe. “I’m gonna get a little dirtier first.”
“Oh,” she gasps when I slide my fingers through her sex. She’s already canting her hips and standing on her toes inoffering.
“Such a needy thing,” I growl.
“Mhmm.”
Me initiating and being in control was not something Renée wanted until recently. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t complaining, but it is so very delightful when I am. Being in control of her body like this is a massive turn on. But knowing what it has taken for her to relinquish control—to trust me like this—it’s something money can’t buy.
I am so proud of her.
I dip two fingers deep inside her channel and collect that warm, delicious heat. “Baby, look how wet you are. I bet anything you’re still carrying my cum inside you from last night. Such a little slut, aren’t you?”
She shudders. “Yes.”
“It would be so easy,” I drawl, notching the head of my hard-on against her opening. “So easy for me to slip right in and claim you again.”
Technically she claimed me last night. Shoved a plug in my ass, rode me like a cowgirl, bred me within an inch of my life, and rubbed her semen-filled pussy against my stomach when she was done.
But y’know... new day, new scene.
She moans and holds tight to my shoulders, but one hand slides to my necklace—my day collar engraved with her name—and she fists it. “Please fuck me.”
I lift her leg to place one foot on the shower bench. “I woke up so hard for you,” I say, my voice dangerously low. I push the wide tip inside her. “I watched you undress in here, and Ineededthis perfect pussy immediately.” I inch further inside and lift her breasts, pressing them against my body. “I wanted these tits soapy and slippery.”
She mewls. “You feel so good, baby.”
I pump into her, deep and slow, adding an extra hit of pressure each time I bottom out. Renée’s doing her best tostay quiet, but her face speaks volumes. Jaw slack and eyes hooded, she matches my rhythm until we’re a frenzy of hips and lips. I grab her delicious fat ass, forcing her to take an impossible amount more. I get lost in the sensation of her hot cunt and the way her entire body jiggles when I slam into her—so,sosoft.
I cannot get enough of this woman.
Her grip on my collar tightens and we’re panting in each other’s mouths, inhaling and muffling the sounds the other cannot.
I add a thumb to her clit and slam my groin against it. Between each thrust, I rub fast and within minutes, her head falls to my chest and she’s coming around my dick.
“Yeeessss,” I purr. “Oh, that’s it. Come all over me. Come all over your man’s cock. Yes yes, show me how long you can hold it.” One of the many things I love about her is how long she can sustain an orgasm. It’s truly incredible.
“Please don’t stop,” she silently cries.
