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I aimed the nozzle at the floor until the stream was how I wanted it. It was so warm. Lovely.

His face was hidden in the shadows and that made the whole ordeal easier as I started at his chest, raining warm water down over his pecs. I used my hand to wipe the water around, running my fingernails through the thick, defined lines separating the muscles on his stomach.

“The soap is in the basket,” he told me.

“Shut up,” I replied as I leaned down to kiss him. “I’m in charge here.”

His tongue was sweet as I sucked on it, and I was already tempted to climb onto the table and take him. I didn’t care about the body wash. I wanted to fuck Wesley. All this other stuff was just added fun, but the real prize was the cock I hoped was growing with my kiss. I ran my fingernails down his stomach and over his midsection until I found him there, stiff as could be, waiting for me.

“Wesley,” I said. “Take me.”

He rolled off the bed and reached for the bottom of my dress. I set down the nozzle and he pulled my dress over my head. I didn’t do a thing to stop him. I was comfortable in the candlelight. I was comfortable with him.

Through the faint glow, I got an eyeful of his slick ass as he walked to the counter, folded up my dress and placed it there neatly for me. I removed my own bra and handed it to him. I was ready now.

I haven’t been fucked in forever. Just fuck me. Please remind me that I’m a woman. Make me feel wanted. Make me feel cherished. Make me come.

He made his way over to me and put his hands around my waist. His cock nudged my stomach and I pressed in harder, making sure he knew that I wanted it to touch me. I wanted it to be inside me. He moved closer and his chest touched my erect nipples.

Something about the way we both stood out in the open, naked for the first time in front of each other, like we’d been like this a thousand times, was extremely sensual. My breath caught in my throat, my stomach fluttered, and my pussy ached. He adjusted his stance slightly and his chest dragged across my tits. My legs quivered. I was so fucking horny.

With his mouth only an inch from my ear he whispered, “Mandy, you have no idea how badly I want to fuck you right now. But what would that be but another sexual encounter for us both?”

“Yes,” I said, probably too eagerly.

Yes, a sexual encounter is quite alright by me. Let’s do the sexual encounter.

“I brought you here for a reason. Do you trust me now?” he said.

“Mmm hmm,” I said with a nod.

“Good.”

With that, he took my hand and helped me up onto the table, where he lay me down gently.

“Can’t we just…”

He put a finger to my lips.

“Trust me,” he said.

Then he lowered his face down between my legs and planted a soft kiss on my clit.

Holy shit.

I’ve had men go down on me and I’ve had men lick me till I thought I’d lose my mind, but for the life of me I couldn’t remember ever having one kiss me on my clit like that. It was…dare I say, romantic? He kissed my clit like he wanted to tell it he loved it and would return for it later.

And my clit was thinking, “Goodbye?

Like, where are you going? You will return quickly, won’t you?”

He turned to the drawer and retrieved something out of it. Then, with the nozzle raised up, he said, “Close your eyes. Just relax.”

So I did.

When the water touched my body I felt a jolt run through my limbs. Goosebumps rose on my skin and my legs opened up. The feeling was intense. This wasn’t a normal shower. This was a man I wanted, needed, caressing my body with waves of wet passion.

“Are you allergic to coconut milk?” he asked.

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