“Fucking hell, you’re irresistible,” I grunted.
I lapped her puckered peak into my mouth and sucked. A sound erupted from the back of her throat as her head fell against the wall, and it seemed as if her body had given itself over to me. I swiveled my hips, feeling her jump and gasp as my coarse hair raked along her swollen nub. I felt it poking out. Wanting attention. Needing to be touched, just like the rest of her.
So, I crashed our lips back together before jamming my hand between our bodies.
“Oh, Fangs,” she whimpered.
I slid the tip of my thumb quickly along her clit. “There’s the spot.”
Her body tightened and released around my dick. “Shit, shit, shit. Fangs. Holy fuck.”
I still had her hands pinned above her head with only one of mine holding them in place. “So fucking juicy for me. So wet.”
Her walls swelled around me. “Fuck. The things you do to me. Fangs. Oh, Fangs. Oh, fuck!”
My fingers teased her swollen nub as she bucked ravenously against me, seeking her end along my body in any way she saw possible. I slowly slid out, watching her face as it contorted in pleasure, and as I slammed back in the way her tits bounced for me held my gaze hostage.
“Fuck!” she choked out.
“That’s it,” I growled as I slowly fucked her tight hole, “unravel for me.”
“Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.”
“Jesus, I love a woman who makes sounds.”
I lost myself in her. I fucked her senseless, pounding into her body as her juices sprayed along my pelvis. She coated me in her mark, my arousal dripping down my balls as the hot water continued to batter my back. Her curves held me hostage. The softness of her tits cradled my face. I left hickeys all along her breasts, marking her with my teeth as she moaned and groaned for me. I committed her sounds to memory, my balls pulling up into my body as her pussy walls collapsed around me.
And as Julia fell over the edge in ecstasy, she pulled me right along with her.
“Holy fucking Christ,” I choked out.
I slammed my hands into the shower wall and fell against her. She draped her arms haphazardly around my neck, trembling and quaking for me as her orgasm crashed through her body. I rutted against her like a wild fucking animal as her juices sprayed against my skin. She soaked me, drenching me in her mark, and as our intermingled scents swirled together, a smile tugged its way across my cheeks.
“Such a dirty girl for me,” I grumbled.
And when Julia sighed with relief, I was ready to go another round.
“Just for you,” she whispered.
She kissed the shell of my ear, causing my legs to collapse from beneath me. The touch was so soft, especially after what had just transpired, and I couldn’t take it any longer. I was weak for her. Whether she was with us or against us, I had no idea. And in that moment, as I slid both of us to the shower floor, I honestly didn’t care.
I didn’t care how dirty she felt, or how much she smelled. I didn’t care what her hair looked like, or what her experience had been.
All I cared about was her.
And I had to make sure she made it out of all this intact.
“There we go,” I groaned as I eased her into my lap, “that’s better.”
She trembled in my lap as she tucked her head beneath my chin. “Wow.”
I chuckled as I wrapped my arms around her. “My words exactly.”
She sighed heavily. “That felt… good.”
I grinned. “Yes, it did.”
She cleared her throat before reaching for a washcloth. “So, what’s the plan for you and your guys tomorrow?”
