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“Turn around,” I say.
I lean her forward against the shower wall and reach around her to run my fingers between her pussy lips. As I hoped, they’re nice and slick. I rub my cock against her ass while I play with her clit. She bends further forward and reaches back between her legs for me.
Positioned at her opening, where she’s perfectly lubed up, all I can think about is driving deep inside her. But I know to take my time, that it will be better for us both, so I squeeze my eyes closed and tell myself to calm the fuck down.
She holds me in position and slowly backs into me. I hold her waist while I slip inside, and start to pump.
“God,” she moans, arching her back to take more.
Once I’m fully seated, I pump with long, leisurely strokes. Her head bobs, the shower water bouncing off her back, and she starts to slap one of her hands against the tile wall.
“Please,” she begs in a breathy voice. “Please, Rake, fuck me hard.”
Her pussy is soft and velvety and gripping the shit out of me, but I can’t come yet. I won’t. I want to hear her cries.
I don’t have to wait long.
“Oh my God, yeah, like that… keep going.”
I increase my speed, shower water streaming down my face.
“Fuck!” she screams, her pussy gripping me as her whole body stiffens and shakes. She’s throwing her head back and forth, pounding on the shower wall, and she keeps pushing back on me like she wants more, more of my cock, more of my fucking.
Seeing Petal come undone, vulnerable and yet crazy sexy, has got to be one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen. She’s not like other women I’ve been with, who lie there like they’re half alive, who I used to enjoy fucking just because they chased me down and made me feel like a big swinging dick.
I’m with a real woman now, who likes a real fucking, and with one more drive deep into her pussy, my balls tighten and my erection starts to gush. I don’t know why, but I think back to the first time I rubbed one out knowing Petal was on the other side of my bedroom wall, and how happy I am to be doing the real thing now.
39
PETAL
I brushpast a couple reporters in front of Twisted Hearts, hoping that Tina is not yet fed up with the attention my predicament has drawn to the place. I know it has meant an increase in business for her, but that hasn’t come without a cost. All sorts of people have been coming in, not just customers, and that’s been a strain on her and our regulars, who have to navigate the crowd to get their romance fix on.
The security guys Rake hired have done a good job keeping things calm and civilized, but they can’t ask the reporters to hit the road, much as I would like them to. For the life of me, I do not understand why anyone gives a damn about my private life, who I’m sleeping with, or who I did or did not marry. It’s truly baffling.
“Running out for coffee, Tina. Can I get you the usual?”
On the phone with a customer, she throws a thumbs up my way.
I know the minute I step outside, the reporters are going to start lobbing questions at me. Rake’s security guys make surethey don’t get too close, but that doesn’t stop them screaming at the top of their lungs in my direction.
So far, I’ve pretty much just pretended they weren’t there. But I wonder if I did answer some of their questions, would they finally leave me alone? At least for a little while? I decide to play nice and pause in front of the coffee shop.
I smile in their direction. “What can I do for you guys?”
They waste no time pushing their mics in my face, and because they are shouting all at once, I can’t tell what they saying. So I hold my hands up. “C’mon, one at a time. I can’t answer ten questions at once,” I say, forcing myself to chuckle.
I can’t let them know they bother me. Rake told me that’s rule number one.
I bounce in my shoes a bit to look like I’m happy and carefree. But that comes to an abrupt stop when I finally hear one question, loud and clear.
“Petal, what do you think about Rake Hanson’s being traded? What will that mean for your ‘marriage’?” he asks using air quotes.
Trade? Like to another team? I don’t know much about sports but would think it’s a good bet that if you go to another team, that means you have to move to wherever they are.
As in, leave San Francisco.
Think fast.
