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And honestly, her using a nickname for me makes the remaining anger vanish in a cartoon-like poof. It’s nice to see the evidence of me melting her frigid walls.
“Hmm…” I continue to run my hands over her ass. There’s a chance I might be obsessed with it. I turn over the soap and squirt some on her. At the same time I say, “Seems like you still need to be washed in a few places, naughty girl.”
Little Bird sucks in a sharp breath and wiggles her ass. “Please,” she begs, but I have a feeling she’ll be changing her tune when she finds out I won’t be letting her come.
Gathering some of the soap with my thumb, I take it to her crack. Spreading her cheeks with my hands, I run the wash up and down. When there are little bubbles decorating her skin, I slick the pad of my finger over her tight ring of muscles.
My girl lets out an encouraging moan, shifting her hips like she’s trying to get more pressure. I continue, tracing the outside, then gliding side to side, ensuring to make gentle contact.
“Yes, J. Just like that,” she whimpers. I love that she’s so insatiable. Although she needs to be if she wants to keep up with four men. Her hand reaches between her legs, moving to her clit.
When she’s almost there, I harshly grab her arm. “Did I say you could touch that?”
Her head shakes and the hand holding her against the wall slips a few inches. I bend over her body, my finger adding pressure against her hole, yet not allowing myself to sink into her. The muscles flutter and wink at me, inviting me to do more.
“Then I suggest you don’t move until I tell you to. That is, unless you want me to stop,” I whisper gruffly in her ear.
Standing, I continue gliding over her asshole, teasing all the sensitive nerve endings until I’m confident she’s about to come, and then I stop. My little bird whines. “Shh,” I soothe, but I have no plans to give her what she wants. Instead, I spread her cheeks wide and watch her hole dance for me until it stops.
After she seems to have backed away from that precarious edge, I use my finger to warm her up again, running circles over the rim, but this time, when she whimpers, I slide my finger inside. There’s a slight resistance before it gives way and her hips thrust, trying to get me to sink all the way in.
I slap her sensitive ass, the crack of the contact getting swallowed by the crashing of the water on the tile. She yelps and jerks her body in surprise. “Sorry, sorry. I won’t do it again,” she says, hedging off my incoming threat.
Not wanting to resume right away, I leave my finger in her ass, knowing the non movement will drive her nuts. I know if I wait long enough, she’ll fuck up, giving me the perfect opportunity to drag this out even longer.
Sure enough, about thirty seconds later—which I’m sure felt like an hour to her—she gives me an impatient whine. The moment I hear it, I slide my finger free and shove her ass toward the narrow bench at the back of the stall.
“Take a seat and spread your legs,” I command her. She quickly does as I say, putting herself on display without a complaint. She licks her lips, staring at my cock. I love how much she wants me. Not able to help myself, I grip her chin, tilting it until her eyes meet mine. The stringy strands of her wet hair frame her features and mascara is smeared under her eyes. My cock twitches at the sight. It’s close to a perfectly wrecked blowjob face, but now I’m motivated to get it all the way there.
“Sir?” she asks, fluttering her eyelashes like she’s so fucking innocent. Blood rushes to my cock, making it ache. It has a mind of its own, doesn’t matter if we’re on a mission here or not. He wants our girl.
Unable to ignore it, I grip the base, giving a few thrusts with my hand to satiate it for a few more minutes.
“Spread your lips for me, I want to see.” She bites her lip, giving me a saucy smile, then drags her hand over her body until her fingers reach that tight little cunt. She knows better than to play with herself, promptly splitting them open into a V shape opening that pretty pussy for me.
The moment her folds are exposed, my suspicions are confirmed. It’s been hidden away until now, her lips protecting them from the water trailing down her body. “Such a dirty, dirty girl, Little Bird. Stay like that. Don’t you dare move.”
Reaching behind me, I turn on the detachable shower head and switch the stream to the most powerful steady rhythm. The sound of it hitting the tile reminds me of a power washer. It has to be equally as forceful as a fire hose. The moment I test it, my hand is pushed away. Perfect.
I don’t give her a warning, but I’m sure she knows it’s coming. I place the unrelenting rush of water directly over her clit. Her body instinctively jumps and her muscles tense, keeping her in place. Her eyes close and the corners form tiny wrinkles, wincing. At the same time, she gives me a confused whimper. It’s the only sign of the pleasure and pain working in tandem.
It doesn’t take long before her legs are shaking, her nipples are incredibly hard peaks and she’s almost constantly whimpering. She’s opened her eyes again, the glassy orbs fixated on me. “Oh, fucking shit dammit.” I can’t help but smile at her cursing.
“Do you like that, Little Bird?” She nods her head, but I’m not happy enough with her answer to let it go. “Tell me. Use your words.”
Her gaze blinks closed for a second before they find me again, a whimpering moan sliding past her lips. “It’s like the time Vander used the knife's edge on me, sharp and unforgiving. But in between bursts of cutting water, it’s like a massager, grinding into my clit so sweetly it keeps edging me closer to—”
She cuts off, her eyelids fluttering like they want to close, and her mouth hangs open. I’ve seen the expression enough times to know she’s a split second away from coming. With a flick of my wrist, I remove the spray, listening as it beats against the tile again.
An incredulous cry fills the stall, but it does nothing to sway me. Her brow furrows and her eyes narrow on me. Her fury is adorable, something I wouldn’t dare tell her. My cock jerks, wanting attention, but I continue to ignore it to the best of my ability. It’s a feat when I’m around my little bird.
Instead, I focus on her cunt, watching her muscles twitch with denial. When she calms, I move the spray to her entrance, making sure their fun is fully rinsed out. Raven twitches, her body giving away how much she enjoys it.
Not yet, my pretty.
It only takes me one step to close the distance between us and to grip her wet strands in my fist. Raven doesn’t give me any resistance when I drag her from the thin seat and force her to her knees.
“Suck my dick, Little Bird,” I demand. “I want you to choke on it.”
