He kissed her jawline while his hands continued soaping her body. Pushing her forward a bit, he kissed and nipped the back of her neck for several seconds, then moved to her shoulders as he soaped her sides. She was in shower heaven, and thought she’d never be able to take one again without reliving every moment she was experiencing with him.
Jerry ran his hands down her back until they landed on her rounded ass. He grunted when his soapy hand massaged her cheeks, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. He ran a finger down her ass and she jumped, not expecting him to touch her in such an intimate way. “You don’t like that?” he whispered in her ear as his finger played with her crack.
“I don’t know. It feels funny having you touch me there.”
“I’ll stop if you want me to.”
She didn’t want him to. For reasons she couldn’t articulate, shelovedhim playing with her ass, but she was shy to tell him. It was too nasty. What would he think of her? He’d told her earlier he was glad that she wasn’t like the club girls, so if he knew she loved what he was doing to her, he’d think she was slutty. “Okay. Maybe we can do that another time.” Much to her disappointment, he moved his finger away.
He turned her around and kissed her passionately under the shower as the water ran along their faces. Breaking away, their gazes locked and he ran his hand down her neck, brushing his thumb against her collarbone. Cupping her tit, he said hoarsely, “You fucking turn me on. I can’t get enough of you.”
Smiling, Kylie took the soap from the dish and lathered her hands, skimming them over his pecs, abs, and the defined “V” that led to his impossibly hard dick. “Don’t touch it,” he said as he moved her hands in another direction.
“Why?”
“We’re not ready for that yet.” He guided her hands onto his back, and she marveled at how sculpted it was.
She’d always thought Jerry was hot, but she’d never imagined he’d look like this. She knew he did martial arts, something they’d had in common when she’d started training in high school, so she figured he was fit. Kylie had the training to thank for her toned body, but she never thought he’d look like a damn Greek god. She’d only seen him once without his shirt before they’d slept together, and it was when she’d walked into the great room one day looking for her father. Wendy had been on his lap, running her talons down his bare back while he sucked on one of her big breasts. When he’d heard Kylie bump into the barstool, he’d looked over, his face turning white when he realized it was her. He’d shoved Wendy off his lap and jumped up, and that’s when she’d seen his magnificent chest. She’d ogled him, barely able to keep the drool from running down her chin. From the way he’d smiled and winked, he’d known the impact his body had on her. Embarrassed, she’d muttered something stupid and stumbled away. For a very long time, Jerry and his naked chest had been the fodder for her fantasies and explorations of her body.
Kylie smoothed the soap over his firm butt, and the urge to bite his taut, round cheeks surprised her.What is it with me and the ass tonight? Damn.After several minutes of touching him everywhere but his dick, she rinsed him off then let him rinse her. Her body was humming and desire bubbled just below the surface of her skin. He turned the water off and helped her out of the tub, then wrapped a large towel around her. He dried her down, and each time his hand grazed over her nipples or pussy, she held her breath. She was on fire, and she needed him to put it out.
He kissed her deeply, holding her hand as he guided her over to the sink. Removing her towel, he nipped the back of her shoulder blades. “Put your hands on the counter and bend over,” he said in a low voice.
Placing her hands on the cool surface, she obeyed. “Like this?” She looked at him in the mirror.
“Spread your legs more.”
She complied, her pussy twitching from excitement. He rubbed his hands all over her back and ass then slipped over her throbbing sex before he cupped it tightly. And it feltsogood. Her head dipped down and she moaned, gasping when he buried his fingers into her slick folds.This feels incredible. She clenched her sex and rolled her hips, causing a sweet ache, which heightened her pleasure.
“You like that, babe?”
“Mmm… It feels real good.”
“It only gets better.”
In the mirror, she saw him drop to his knees. Then her legs bucked when his warm tongue swiped her clit in one long, slow lick from just above her puckered tight hole all the way to her sweet spot. He lapped over and over, and she squirmed with each lick. He chuckled, the vibration going right up her pussy, and she whimpered in response. Spreading her legs wider, he separated her swollen lips and sucked her clit into his mouth. She gasped—it was divine. She looked at herself in the mirror: her face was flushed, her skin dewy, and her eyes burned with arousal.
Jerry deftly played with her clit, stroking the side of her hardening nub with his tongue. Then he swirled it around her sensitive spot in teasing circles, then back to the stroking, then the slow, long licks. Kylie was beside herself with passion and burning lust. When his tongue lightly laved her wet opening, she reached behind her, grabbed his hair, and pushed his face against her pussy, urging him on.
“You want me to tongue-fuck you?” He laughed softly, and the sound of it made her crazed with desire. She never knew she could feel this way.
In one movement, his stiff tongue entered her and he shoved it in and out, his index finger gently stroking her sweet spot. The pressure built deep inside her and all her muscles tensed, clenching until a huge jolt of raw pleasure ripped through her. Dropping her head down, she drew herself closer to the counter, her knees weakening. “Oh. That’s so good. Oh!” Her moans and cries echoed off the bathroom’s tiled walls, and Jerry flattened out his tongue and covered her trembling mound as she flew over the top of the world. In all the times she’d touched herself, or had a few men fumble with her during major make-out sessions, Kylie had never experienced anything as intense as that.
As a shattering euphoria morphed into a pleasurable warmth spreading through her, Jerry stood up, his smoldering eyes connecting with hers in the mirror. He licked her juices off each finger, his gaze never leaving hers. Then he moved her hair to the side and kissed the back of her neck, trailing his lips down her spine to the small of her back. Leaning over, he grabbed the foil packet, ripped it open with his teeth, and took out a condom. Kylie watched him roll it over his stiff dick.
Placing his knee between her legs, he spread them out more then took his sheathed cock and ran it up and down her wet arousal, bringing it to her heated slit. Gripping her hips, he inched in. “Does it feel good?” he asked as he looked at her in the mirror.
“Yeah,” she breathed.
“Doesn’t hurt?”
“No.”
“You’re so fuckin’ wet, baby. That’s good. You’re gonna love it this time.” He pushed further into her until he filled her up. Her walls closed around him like a clamp. “You’re so damn tight. I fuckin’ love it.” He pulled out then pushed in, following the same pattern for a while.
Kylie, picking up on the rhythm, ground her ass against him as he thrust into her. “Raise up more on your arms. I want to see your tits bounce while I fuck you.”
She pushed up, her breasts suspended a few inches above the counter. Then he shoved his cock in her hard and she yelled.
