“We’re going to be sharing a bed?”She nibbled her lip, because this felt different from last time.
“I know, and we’re going to be sharing a shower.”
She let out a scream, because she hadn’t been expecting him to pick her up, but in the next second, they were already walking into the small shower room.There was no bathtub, and you could reach from one wall to the other.There was a shower in one corner, a toilet in the other, and a sink between the two.
He chuckled.“I didn’t say we were going to have a lot of space,” he said.
George reached over her head and quickly turned the shower on.The cold spray cascaded down, and he reached out to touch the water.“Fuck me, that’s cold.”
She chuckled.“Maybe, once we’re undressed, it will have warmed up a bit.”
He reached for the zipper at the back of her dress and started to pull it down.The dress fell to the floor, as did her swimsuit, and she worked on getting his shirt and jeans off.George took over, kicking off his boots, and she reached to test the water, finding it warm, and she stepped inside.He followed her in, and it was a tight space.
He tilted her head back and kissed her, even as the water rained down around them.With his other hand, he banded it around her waist and tugged her close.This felt so real.It felt right.
She moaned as he ran his hand around her ass, gripping the flesh as he pulled her in close, and she felt how aroused he was.
“They have soap,” he said, reaching behind her.
It was in a bottle, and he opened the cap, squirting some onto his palm and rubbing it against her flesh, using his hand as a sponge.There was a sponge available, but Larissa didn’t want to think of all the other people it might have touched.
George washed her body, touching and exploring, making her crazy with need as he stroked her.She couldn’t think, and when it was her turn, she reciprocated.His cock seemed to get thicker, and the tip was swollen.Then he took over shampooing her hair, and she did the same.
It was a lot of fun, washing one another with no fear of being disturbed.Once they were done in the shower, they looked toward the towels and were both a little hesitant.There was nothing wrong with the motel room.It was clean, with no sign of bugs, but she couldn’t help recalling all the horror stories she had heard over the years about stuff like that.
George lifted her out of the shower, and without drying each other, they went to the bedroom.
“What are you doing?”she asked.
He pulled out his cell phone, and there was a dance tune filling the air.It wasn’t one she recognized.
“There are other ways to dry.”
This made her laugh and it was so unexpected as he twirled her forward and back, working his magic as he did so.Larissa did the same, holding his hand, trying to get him to twirl, and he only did so when he was damn good and ready.
It made her laugh, as they came together in all arms and limbs.His hands were everywhere, and as he pushed her to the bed, he didn’t let her go far as he pulled her to the edge and spread her legs.
“Look at that sweet, virgin pussy,” he said.
She opened her mouth and then closed it, only to open it a second later as his tongue danced across her clit.
“One day, Larissa, my dick will be deep inside you, and I’ll make you come while you’re on my dick.I’ll have you screaming my name from the fucking rooftops.”
She hated how good that sounded.
“However, right now, I have another idea, because I know you’re not ready, and the truth is, you’re not going to lose your virginity card here.”
He was everywhere but she watched in confusion as he lay on the bed.“I want you here.”
“What?”
“Your pussy, right here, right now,” he said.“Knees either side.”
This made her mouth fall open again.
“And then, you can have your mouth on my dick at the same time.”
Okay, now she was starting to get it.Larissa didn’t know how she was going to ...move over his face.That looked so erotic and dangerous, and so ...freaking good.
