My palms slid down to her ass, dragging her up just enough so her center pressed right against my long, thick cock.
She gasped into my mouth, her whole body jolting as I rolled my hips forward.
“Feel that?” I growled against her lips, grinding into her again, but slower this time to make damn sure she felt every inch of me. “That’s what you do to me, baby.”
She broke the kiss with a sharp inhale, her eyes dropping between us, panic flickering there. “Griffin, you’re…I don’t think that’s going to?—”
A rough chuckle ripped out of me. “Relax.” I brushed my thumb over her lips, watching them part under my touch. “Yourpussy was made to take me. I’m gonna make it feel so fucking good you won’t remember what you were worried about.”
Her breath stuttered, her body leaning into mine despite the uncertainty in her eyes.
“Trust me,” I added, my voice rougher now. “I’ve got you.”
Then I kissed her again, slower this time. I dragged it out until she melted into me, waiting for her hesitation to slip away so all that was left was heat.
When I pulled back, I gave her a crooked grin. “But first…” My gaze dropped between her thighs, hunger clawing up my spine. “I wanna taste you properly. See how wet I can get you. Or how fucking soaked you already are.”
Her cheeks flamed, but she didn’t step away.
“Good girl,” I murmured.
I walked her back slowly until her spine hit the tiled wall, right beside the built-in bench. The water streamed down over her shoulders, tits, and soft stomach, dripping lower and drawing my eyes right where I wanted them.
I dropped to my knees in front of her, gripping her ass firmly and pulling her closer, my face pressing right into her center. I inhaled deeply, the scent of her pussy hitting me hard.
“Fuck,” I groaned, the sound vibrating against her. “You smell so damn incredible.”
Her fingers tangled in my hair.
I spread her legs, my hands firm on her thighs, then paused for a beat to take her in. Her pussy was flushed, swollen, slick with need, and glistening under the spray.
“Look at this,” I muttered, more to myself than her. “So fucking pretty. Pink, swollen, and dripping for me.”
She whimpered, her hips shifting forward.
I lifted one of her legs, setting it on the bench to open her fully so she was completely exposed to me.
“Yeah,” I rasped, dragging my thumb through her folds and spreading her open. “That’s what I wanted.”
Then I leaned in and licked her, long and slow from bottom to top.
Her entire body jerked, a broken cry tearing from her throat as her grip tightened in my hair.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my cock leaking hard. “One fucking taste and I’m already hooked. Never gonna get enough of this.”
And I meant it.
I went back in immediately, dragging it out and building her up. My tongue worked her deliberately, learning every reaction and little movement that made her gasp or shiver. It didn’t take long for her to start moving against me, her hips rolling, chasing more.
“That’s it,” I murmured against her, my voice rough as I slid a finger into her pussy.
She clenched hard around me, so snug it made me pause for half a second.
“Oh fuck, yeah.” I pushed in a little more, and that was when I felt it.
I pulled back, looking up at her, my chest heaving slightly.
“You’re kidding me,” I growled, the realization slamming into me hard. “You’re a virgin?”
