Matt releases my clit and goes back to a leisurely glide of his tongue up and down, lapping at a combination of water from the shower and me. He removes my leg from his shoulder and carefully sets it down, not once stopping the movement of his skilled tongue.
He finally pauses and pulls back, staring directly at my pussy. He bites his lip and looks up at me. God, it’s like the best porn I’ve ever seen.
“Do you want to switch to the bed?”
I rock my head back and forth slowly from where it rests against the tiles to tell him no. I’m committed to hot shower sex, shaky legs be damned. Matt nods and stands up, his hands going to my waist.
“Stay put,” he orders.
I frown in protest and hear a chuckle as Matt turns. I close my eyes and listen as the shower curtain is pulled open and to the side. Curiosity has me snapping them back open.
He leans out and grabs something before turning back to me. “Can you wrap your legs around me?” Eyes never leaving mine, Matt puts a condom packet between his teeth and picks me up by my waist.
I wrap my legs like he asked and rest my hands on his shoulders as he presses my back into the shower wall. He leans his head in toward mine, angling slightly so the condom packet is right in front of my parted mouth. The packet is pushed in between my lips so I instinctively bite down to keep it from going farther. Matt releases it and leans over to my right ear.
“Good girl,” he says before gently tugging my earlobe with his teeth. Chills break out all over my skin. He leans back and focuses on my face with barely concealed amusement. “Don’t drop it, okay?”
I nod and feel my heart thudding at the anticipation of what’s going to happen next.
Matt’s dark hair has turned inky-black in the water, the color emphasizing his Superman likeness. I watch that hair disappear from view as he leans forward and licks a path from the hollow of my neck to the base of my ear. He starts to suck on my sensitive skin as his grip on my thighs moves to my ass. Those large hands knead my flesh as he leisurely makes his way to the other side of my neck. I feel heat pooling down low as more than just water drips down my center.
“You. Taste. So. Good.Everywhere,” he groans, sucking and biting my neck, no doubt leaving marks.
I angle my head to the side, trying to give him further access and moaning at the barrage of sensation.
Matt breaks his connection to my skin and shocks me as he leans over to my mouth and rips the condom packet open with his teeth. Keeping one hand under me, he uses the other to remove the condom from the packet my teeth are still holding.
I spit the empty, now wet wrapper out onto the shower floor and watch Matt freeze. Shoot, that was probably not a sexy move.
Matt drops his head to the wall beside me and shakes with quiet laughter.
I can’t help but laugh along with him, my body physically moving from the vibration of his. “I was sick of it in my mouth!” I explain with another laugh, water dripping down my face.
Matt leans back and gives me a full, heart-stopping smile. Ugh, even his teeth are attractive. Pearly white with slightly longer canines and a chipped incisor, the imperfections making them that much more appealing.
Keeping me pressed against the shower wall with his body, Matt uses both hands to roll the condom on and then angles my hips to notch himself at my entrance.
He nips my mouth before licking into it, sucking my tongue and totally invading my senses. I squirm against him and try to sink myself down his hard length.
“Good?” he asks, his breath tangling with mine and teeth bumping into my own.
I nod my head frantically and feel him push in slowly.Oh god.I didn’t get a proper look at his dick before, but it feels way bigger than I remember a dick feeling.
Matt gently pulls at my bottom lip with his teeth, tugging harder until I feel him bottom out. He releases my lip and I drop my head back against the tiles.Oh fuck. The stretched and full feeling…Holyshitthisfeelsgood. This is definitely better than I remembered.
“Fuuuckkk.” Matt’s forehead falls to my shoulder. “I’m going to embarrass myself,” he lets out in a huff.
I test out a squeeze of my muscles and Matt curses again.
“Ellie,” he groans. “Give me a minute.”
“Mmk. Sorry,” I force out.
Matt lifts his head off my shoulder and nudges my nose with his. “C’mere,” he says against my mouth. He captures my lips with his, seeking entrance with his tongue.
I open for him and slowly…lose…my…mind. I could kiss Matt?—
“What’s your last name?” I ask, pulling back.
