I took off my clothes and stepped into the shower, letting the water fall onto my shoulders. It washed away the thought almost as quickly as it had come.
Princess replaced it immediately.
It wasn’t just how she looked that turned me on, though she was fine as fuck. It was the way she moved, the way she carried herself that I found the sexiest. She was the only woman who’d ever challenged me without even trying. She could be soft one moment and fiery the next, sassy with a sharp tongue that used to always keep me on my toes. My energy always grew when we were together. She always knew how to make me think, make me pause, and make me quiet. It had been so long since I had that, before she came back into my life.
The water continued to run down my back as the realization settled. I loved her—not the idea of her or the comfort she brought, but her. The thought of her body followed naturally. The way her titties sat up just right, how her natural shape gave her a tiny waist that led into her firm, round ass that felt like the softest place on earth. My dick rose again at the thought. My breath deepened, and my mind reacted before it could catch up.
Suddenly, I felt a hand pressed against my back.
I jumped and spun around instinctively, my heart racing.
Princess stood there, naked, with water splashing from the stream onto her body. She tilted her head and smiled out of one corner of her mouth.
I blinked a few times before I realized she was really there.
“Prin, what you doi?—”
Before I could finish, she reached up and placed her finger on my lips.
“Shh . . . Don’t speak,” she said.
I did as she commanded. She grabbed my arms and took a step forward. The water from the showerhead poured over her hair and dripped down her face. The way she stared at me told me there was no more pretending. She wanted me as badly as I wanted her. She wrapped my arms around her waist and stood on her toes. With her hands around my neck, she leaned into my face and pressed her lips into a kiss. I leaned down and met her halfway with mine.
Somewhere between her hands that caressed the back of my head and my tongue swirling inside her mouth, everything that made me nervous when I thought of what this moment would feel like again, to have her in my arms again, stopped mattering. The first moan she made into my mouth broke that barrier.
I slid my hands down her back slowly. When I reached her ass, I grabbed both cheeks, cuffed them, and lifted her into the air. Her legs wrapped around me instinctively, and I pressed her back against the wall.
We stayed that way a moment longer, our kisses deep and passionate. When she moaned again, I gently let her down and spun her around. With her face toward the wall, she slowly bent over and touched her toes. I took a step back and admired the view. With her ass in the air, I slapped her right cheek and whispered, “Damn, baby.”
“Fuck this pussy, daddy.” She groaned in response.
That was all it took for me. All thoughts about protection and being careful flew out the window. I remembered every curve, dimple, and mole. I remembered the slope of her waist and how she’d reach around to grab my wrist when she was about to cum. From the day I took her virginity, that pussy was mine. I didn’t care about anything else.
With one hand around her waist and the other on my shaft, I slapped it on her ass a few times before I rubbed it across her clit. When I felt the juices on the tip of my dick, I gently easedinside of her. She breathed in deep and reached for a handle on the shower wall. It felt like I had walked into an ocean. I thrust my hips back and forth in a steady rhythm. Princess whimpered and slipped out expletives with each stroke.
“I missed this dick, baby,” she uttered between breaths.
“I missed this pussy,” I replied.
With every stroke, I felt her kitty tighten. It felt so damn good. I was on the verge of an orgasm, so I slowed down and took a deep breath.
“Let it go, daddy.”
“Naw, not yet,” I said. “I want this to last.” I pulled out then and exhaled. “Whew!”
“You always do that.” Princess laughed. She stood up straight and turned around. “You always jump out when you about to cum.”
“You gon’ get yours before I get mine,” I joked back. “I promise that. It’s just been a while since I had you. I’m excited.”
She smiled.
“Let’s get in the bed,” I said.
Princess walked out of the shower. I cut the water off and followed her. With her eyes locked on mine, she slid into bed and lay on her back. Her gaze never left mine when she spread her legs and welcomed me.
I remembered how missionary was her favorite. It was something about wrapping her legs around me that she loved the most. I didn’t mind it; I could give her anything she wanted. She always knew how to seduce me.
When I walked to the bed and climbed on top of her, she leaned forward with her elbows and met my lips. She kissed me and grabbed the back of my head with her hands as she lay back.
