Page 95 of Sinful Lord

For your safety and my pleasure, I think, barely resisting the urge to lick my lips.

“To make sure you were safe.”

“Is that all?”

My cock twitches under the water as I admire my little dove’s new fiery side. Maybe she’s ready for more than I thought. God, I hope so. I’m not going to be able to control myself much longer.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” I say, ignoring the implication in her question.

Spinning her around, I place my palm between Melina’s shoulder blades and push her down. A groan rumbles from my lips as Melina’s tight little ass comes into contact with the head of my throbbing cock.

“I don’t need your help to clean myself,” she gasps. Her words are hardly convincing.

“This dirt on your shoulders proves otherwise,” I taunt. “How long have you been in here? An hour? And you’re still filthy. But don’t worry, angel, when I’m done with you, you’ll be a whole different kind of dirty.”

Pushing my cock against her ass cheeks, I reach over Melina’s shoulders. A heavy sigh lifts through the steam and she pushes back, unable to resist.

“That’s a good girl,” I rumble. “Now, where’s the shower gel we brought from your apartment?”

“In the niche,” Melina trembles.

Her fingers stretch out against the wet marble walls and she holds herself in position. I don’t waste any time grabbing the cleanser.

“I’ve always enjoyed a good shower,” I tell her, spreading the slick gel over my hands. “But for me, it’s never been a safe place. You know why?”

My hands fall on her hips and her entire body reacts.

“Why?” she rasps, pushing back into my cock with so much force I already want to burst.

Tipping my throbbing head down, I slip it between her thigh gap until it slides through to the other side. Then, I lean down and whisper into her ear.

“Because it’s too much damn fun.”

“Oh my god,” she whines as I find her clit with my soapy fingers.

“This is how you like it, right?” I growl, gently kissing her neck.

“Yes,” she rasps.

My other hand slips around her waist and works up her body until I’m palming her tits. Melina’s perky pink nipples get a similar treatment to her clit.

With all the care in the world, I pinch both swollen nubs.

Her whole body shakes.

My cock slides between her soft wet thighs, veins pulsing with desire. I’m so hard it hurts. I need to fuck her.

“Maybe this is why I was watching you, angel,” I snarl into her ear. “To learn how I could worship you. Would that be so wrong? Huh?”

“No…”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

Unhanding her tits, I let my fingers spread out across her tender throat. My lips travel over her cheeks. My tongue slithers out and I shove it right into her ear.

“Who do you belong to, princess?” I demand to know.

My cock shakes like a fucking earthquake against her soft skin. It needs to know that her pussy is mine.