Page 252 of Nobody's Girl

I just stand still and let the jets of water do their job. Closing my eyes, I lean back against the wall. ‘Would you look at you? Did you forget to invite me?’ my wife’s voice fills my head.

I open my eyes to find my gorgeous Alyssa with a bad case of bed head.

“I know. That’s what happens when I go to bed with wet hair,” she says as she steps in the shower. The water wets it immediately, taking the tangled knots down a notch.

“You looked so sweet, sleeping. I couldn’t wake you up. You’re here now, so let me lather you up,” I say as I pour the body wash straight into my palm.

She has my back up against the warm tiles of the shower wall before I realize she’s done it. Her mouth is on mine. I bring my hands up to her shoulders, rubbing the soap in as I run my hands over her back. She pulls back away from me a little.

“I could take a shower like this every day. Clean me up, my prince,” she whispers to me. Then her mouth is on mine again.

I manage to get enough soap on us both to clean us up a little, as my wife clearly would like some more of my attention. I manage to get her to ease up on her kiss. “Good morning, Mistress Fontaine,” I say, my lips against her ear. I nibble at her earlobe.

She turns her face to look at me. With a sinister smile, she says, “Good afternoon, you mean, Master Fontaine. I’m about to make it even better if you’ll allow me to.”

Pulling at my shoulders, she eases me onto the seat. Her hands run down to my arms, over my thighs, and right to what she wants. “Are you sure, baby? That’s a lot to do so soon. That can wait until you feel more comfortable,” I tell her, but she shakes her head at me.

“I’d rather not wait, Eden.”

Pulling her hair back, she gets on her knees in front of me and my cock begins to gravitate toward her perfect little lips. My stomach is tense as her hand caresses me. Her head goes down and the warm inside of her mouth makes me hard instantly.

“God, Alyssa! God, don’t stop!”

My hands find locks of her hair to wind themselves in. The wet heat of her mouth moves up and down the long shaft of my dick, making my whole body hot and rigid. I’m about to lose it when I pull on her hair, making her stop.

“Baby, you have to stop or I’ll sully that precious mouth of yours,” I tell her as I stand and move her up against the wall.

I press my body to hers and grab her legs, making her wrap them around me. Taking one hand, I run it down to rub her clit, making her moan. “I’m ready. I want you inside me.”

Shit! She’s hot!

Moving her down onto my rock-hard dick, it takes a bit of effort to push it into her swollen vagina. “This might hurt,” I say.

“Bite my neck while you do it.”

I rest my lips on her already marked neck and bite gently as I push myself into her. “Harder, Eden! Bite harder!”

Clamping down harder, I thrust all the way in as she screams. “Fuck! Why does it have to burn like that?”

“I’ll stop,” I say, but she looks at me like I’m crazy.

“No! Don’t do that. Come on, I have to get used to it,” she says. “It’s like exercising. It hurts at first. I’ll stop screaming and cussing.”

Moving slowly, I pull out a bit, then push back in. She’s so tight, I’m about to explode, and I don’t want to do that until she does. Kissing her neck drives her wild, so I kiss and nip at her neck.

A groan comes from her, and I move faster, stroking harder and deeper. Her legs squeeze me as she speaks between clenched teeth, “Damn, Eden!”

Her pulsing throws me over the edge and I spill into her as her walls milk me. Leaning my forehead to hers, our jagged breaths melt together in the steamy shower. Unwinding her legs, she stands.

“I love you, Alyssa.”

In a sudden attack of shame, she lowers her eyes. “I’m too aggressive, aren’t I?”

“What? No way, baby,” I say as I place my hands on either side of her face, making her look at me. “I love you.”

“I love you too. But I’m super aggressive all of a sudden, and I don’t know why,” she says as she averts her eyes.

“I tell you what, princess. Let’s go get something to eat. I saw a basket of something in there when we passed it last night. You have to be starving. I know I am,” I tell her as I turn the water off, taking her hand in mine.