My hands continued to roam her body, exploring every inch of her skin. My cock swelled as Liza’s mouth found my ear and nipped gently at the lobe. Her hot breath made the hairs on my arms stand at attention.
Liza’s hands traveled across my chest, pinching my own nipples as she journeyed down my stomach, stopping just enough to tease me and make me yearn for more. She moved her arms back around my head, running her fingers through my wet hair, then gliding down my back to my ass. Her nails pressed into my flesh as she squeezed my ass cheeks, and my cock hardened even more. She pressed up against me, grinding her core into my erection.
Her arousal was an intoxicating scent. I gave in to the urge to explore her wet pussy and feel the heat of her core. I slid my hand down her stomach and cupped her pussy, lightly stroking the seam of her lips with my fingers. Her breath hitched in her throat, and she moaned deeply, arching to push her pussy against my hand.
I loved how responsive she was, how she writhed against me, silently urging me to push my fingers between her folds. She wanted her release, but I wanted her desire to build until she thought she couldn’t stand it anymore, then build it higher still. Slowly, I slid two my fingers inside her. She sighed, her breath hot against my neck.
My lips never left her skin, as I licked, flicked, and nibbled across her chest, before sucking a nipple into my mouth, my fingers working her pussy. I curled my fingers, eliciting a long moan that only encouraged me. My thumb moved rhythmically around the bundle of nerves, creating a pattern up around and down, then back to the top. I slid my fingers inside, my thumb never leaving her clit. Her hips jerked against me, her pussy clenching around my fingers. She ground against my hand, moaning my name as the muscles in her pussy quivered.
My free hand moved behind her body, cupping her ass, and I eased a third digit inside her, my fingers pumping in and out of her. In and out. In and out. Her pussy tightened around my fingers as she whimpered, her juices sliding down my hand. She was close. I pulled my fingers out to her entrance, stroking that sensitive opening.
Liza moaned and lost control as I pushed to stroke her inside. I increased my pace, my fingers moving in and out of her, my thumb lightly stroking her clit. She was so close to coming, except, I wasn’t ready for her to come just yet. I didn’t want her to stop, but I also needed to be inside her.
I pulled my fingers away, and Liza gaped at me. “No, please. Please don’t stop. Fuck, Ty. I was so close.”
I kissed her full lips, then moved lower to her neck, her stomach, and down to the soft patch of hair just above her womanhood. I admired her golden curls and placed a reverent kiss to them before moving a step back, my gaze trailing down her body.
“Fuck me,” Liza pleaded, her fingers digging into my biceps. “Please.”
I gave her a wicked smirk before lowering myself between her legs, cupping her ass. She squirmed and whimpered as I kissed her inner thighs, gently prodding her opening with my tongue. Her hands moved to the back of my head, caressing my hair as I teased her with my tongue.
“Yes, Ty. Yes. Gods, that feels so good.”
Her hips jerked toward my mouth as I eased my tongue inside her. She moaned a deep, guttural sound, and I smiled against her sweet spot. I made sure to go slowly, my tongue grazing her swollen and sensitive bud as she continued to tremble. She tasted incredible, and as her juices slid across my tongue, my cock throbbed. I could eat her out for hours, but Iwanted to be inside her. Reluctantly, I pulled my mouth away from her body.
Liza looked down at me, her eyes full of lust and uncertainty. “Why did you stop?”
I rose to my feet and kissed her so she could taste herself on me, her hands immediately finding their way to my lower back. I moaned as I kissed her, my cock brushing against her slick pussy. I loved the way she groaned and shuddered as I kissed her, heightening my desire for her.
“I need to be inside you.” I raised an eyebrow, as if daring her to disagree with me. Eyes smoldering, she wrapped her arms around my neck and lifted her legs to encircle my waist. I grabbed her hips and gave a small thrust, sliding my erection inside her, her pussy tight around my cock. She groaned as I buried myself deep inside her warmth, pulling me in for a kiss.
I pumped in and out of her, her hot breath on my neck sending a shiver down my spine. She moaned loudly, her nails digging into my back, urging me to fuck her harder. And I did. I pumped into her, our hips moving in unison. The shower was filled with the sensual sounds of our bodies as I pushed harder and deeper into her.
I moved and pressed her body against the cold, stone tiles of the shower wall.
“Fuck, Liza. Your pussy is so tight.”
“Ty, I’m so close,” she whimpered. “Fuck me harder.”
I planted firm kisses and soft bites on her neck, her ears, and her lips. Her hands moved to my hair, guiding my face up so her lips were on mine in a scorching kiss. “Please. I’m so close. I need to come.”
“My pleasure.”
I pulled out and thrust inside her again, driving myself deeper into her, her breasts pressing against my chest. She moaned as her orgasm came crashing down, her pussytightening around me, her body shaking in ecstasy. Her orgasm pushed me over the edge as I buried myself inside her.
“Ty!” Liza’s head fell back when she screamed my name. I erupted inside her, my cum spurting in glorious waves of ecstasy, filling her. She milked me dry, our combined juices sliding down my shaft.
My arms trembled as I held myself over her, her body quivering from the aftershock. I slid down the shower, holding onto her until I came to rest on the shower floor. After we caught our breath, we sat there trying to recover. I cupped my hand over her pulsating pussy, pressing on her clit, giving her every drop of pleasure she needed. It was the least I could do.
Something about fucking in the shower was rejuvenating. If every day started like that, I wouldn’t have a care in the world.
As I pulled on a shirt, there was a knock at our bedroom door. A staff member poked her head in. “Sorry to disturb you, sir. Isaiah is here.”
“Escort him to my office. We’ll meet him there shortly.”
Worry gnawed at me, eating away at the happiness that had sparked inside me. What had Isaiah found out about Liza’s long-lost pack members? I silently prayed to the gods it was something positive. I didn’t think I’d be able to bear to see Liza endure more bad news on top of everything else.
“Did you know Isaiah was coming?” Liza said from behind me, a towel wrapped around her body.
