She gasps. “Yes.”
Need courses through my body. I want to make her first time in the shower really damn good.
I kiss her as I massage her tits in my hands. She’s clawing at my chest and moaning into my mouth. I slide my hand between her legs, grunting when I feel how slick her pussy is.
I pivot the two of us so she gets most of the water. The suds rinse off her body, and I lower my head to her nipple. I tease my tongue over the sweet bud softly, relishing the desperate noises she makes.
I move my mouth to her other breast and work her candy-pink nipple in my mouth. The whole time, I’m teasing her pussy with my fingers.
“Oh god, Blake,” she gasps.
I trail my mouth up her chest to her neck, chasing the water droplets that fall down her throat. I kiss the hinge of her jaw and slide my fingers into her pussy.
“Do you know how many times I’ve fantasized about you while I was taking a shower?”
A cute smile dances on her lips. “How many?”
“I lost count.”
She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, still smiling. But a second later, it fades away when I press my palm against her clit.
“Oh…” she rasps, her legs wobbly. Gently, I push her back against the tile wall.
For a long moment, I watch her unravel at my touch. My pulse hammers in my ears as I stare at her, mesmerized. Everything about her is gorgeous. The red flush on her skin, herpouty little mouth, the pleading look on her face, the way her nipples harden and turn pinker the more turned on she gets.
“I love seeing you like this,” I growl as I lick and kiss her collarbone.
My pulse hammers in my ears. I’m so hard it hurts.
She grips her hand around my wrist, and her eyes roll back. After a second, her gaze focuses, and she flashes a naughty smile.
A rough noise falls from my lips. “Be careful, naughty girl. You keep looking at me like that, and I’ll never let you leave this shower.”
She grins wider. I press my fingers against her front wall, and her smile fades instantly. That adorably panicked look flashes in her eyes.
“Oh, god. Blake.” She closes her eyes and swallows. “I need more. I need your dick. Please.”
My cock bounces. Arousal ignites my entire body, hearing her beg for my cock.
“You want your boyfriend’s dick, naughty girl?”
She nods. “Please. Yes.”
I pull my hand away from her, then drop to my knees. “I’ll give you my dick right after you give me an orgasm on my tongue.”
She cries out when I swipe my tongue over her slit. I groan. She tastes like hot water and sweetness.
“So fucking good,” I groan into her pussy.
I swirl my tongue over her clit in that steady, teasing way that always makes her crazy. A low, breathy moan falls from her lips, and her legs start to shake. She’s already so close.
I grab her hand and place it on my head.
“Pull my hair and scream my name when you come.”
She tugs her delicate fingers through my wet hair, hard. When I feel the burn against my scalp, I growl.
I run my tongue over her sweet little clit, all slow and teasing. Above me, she’s whimpering and moaning and begging. She says “please” and “more” and “yes.” Her sweet noises bounce off the shower walls, surrounding me.
