And all it takes is that one single request and I am submitting to her fully.
Cora climbs onto my lap further, her knees going on both sides of my hips. She deepens our kiss and tangles her hands in my hair.
I reach into the water, gliding my fingers over her clit and down until I penetrate her. She whimpers and tightens around me and my cock reacts by pushing against my soaked dress slacks.
Cora breaks away to allow herself space to unbutton my pants and grab onto my dick. She licks her lips and strokes my length, climbing back in place and aligning my tip with her entrance.
Without allowing me to protest, to ask her if she wants more time to warm up, to make her climax at least once, she sits down onto me, my cock spreading her open.
"Fuck," I moan as I fill Cora's tight pussy. Careful not to hurt her, I don't thrust my hips, I just give her the reigns to control the depth and tempo. "You feel so fucking good, Angel. You take me so well."
Cora grins and slides herself up and down my shaft, her pussy so fucking taut around me. She looks me directly in my eyes as she says, "Pull my hair."
I reach up, slowly grabbing a fistful of those beautiful blonde locks and tug them. "Is this hard enough?" I ask her while continuing to refrain from thrusting into her. It's taking everything I can do not to shove her down onto me and slam into her.
"Harder," Cora says through gritted teeth. "Don't hold back."
Her words go straight to my fucking cock, and I do exactly that, gripping her hair harder and tilting her neck toward me so I can kiss every inch of it. I skim my teeth along her collarbone and maintain my grip on the fistful of her hair, dragging her face toward me and crashing my lips onto hers.
Cora rides me more aggressively, her body reacting to the change in dynamic.
I keep my hand in her hair and wrap the other around her waist and hold onto her as I buck my hips into her, fucking her deeper than before. Water splashes all around us and neither one of us seems to care about the mess we're making.
"Silver," she moans into my mouth and pushes herself down, burying me balls deep inside of her.
How her body can even handle all of me is a question for Mother Nature herself.
"I'm so fucking close," she whimpers. "Don't stop."
I allow our joined bodies to slip a bit further in the water, my back almost horizontal with the bottom of the tub, my grip on her waist and hair not letting up.
Our mouths don't break apart as I push us under the water, both of our heads completely submerged.
I maintain my hold on her and slip my one hand over her ass and find her hole, penetrating it gently as I don't let up on her pussy. Instead, I hope like hell she's able to hold her breath.
Cora doesn't pull away, instead, she goes completely along with my insanity and allows me to fuck her under the water, her pussy clenching around me. She continues to slam up and down my shaft, the movement bringing my orgasm closer and closer until I explode harder than I ever have in my entire life, my cock filling her full. Her climax follows a second later, her mouth still on mine, both of us no doubt dying for air as we orgasm onto each other.
I keep my hips moving as I shove against the foot of the tub to bring us above the surface of the water.
Cora gasps and I'm not sure if it's from being underwater or the orgasm itself.
"That was fucking intense," she says, her forehead against mine, her body still shuddering in the aftermath of what we just did. "Have you ever done that before?"
I rock my hips gently and revel in the warmth of her sweet pussy pulsating around me. "Never."
Our mouths meet for another round of heated passion and as much as I want to stay here with her, live in this moment forever, I remember that I came in here for a reason. The goal was to talk to her about communicating with Dominic regarding what's going on and move toward finding a resolution, sooner, rather than later.
But then I remember that she was crying...and I'm not convinced I want to dredge up any negative thoughts or emotions right now, not when she's already in such a vulnerable state.
"Have you?" I ask her, suddenly curious about all the things she has and hasn't done with a partner. A strange sort of jealousy rises in me, but I shove it away. She's allowed to have a past, as long as I'm part of her future.
Cora laughs. "No. I most definitely have not." She releases her hold on me and scoots away in the rather large tub.
I stand, ringing what water I can from my soaked clothes before stepping out of the tub and drying off. "I'll get you another towel since I stole yours." I return a moment later with a fresh one to lay next to the tub. "You okay?"
She nods with a fake smile on her gorgeous face. "I'm better now. Thank you."
I graze her cheek with my hand and stare into her eyes. "I care about you, Angel. I hope you know that. I hope you know you can always talk to me, too. Whatever it is. I'm here for you."
