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I move my hands over her ass, cupping her cheeks, and a moan escapes her mouth as she feels my hardness glide against her. I have to stop myself from pinning her against the wall and fucking her right now, and I know she’d let me. But I wasn’t kidding earlier. I want her on the bed for our first time.

I pull my lips away from hers, taking in her puffy lips and slightly smudged mascara, and shake my head.

She scrunches her face up in confusion. “What?”

“Every time I look at you, I am awestruck by how beautiful you are. I can’t get used to it.”

She smiles at me, her eyes soft. “You know, you don’t have to keep flirting with me. You already have me.”

My heart does a little somersault at that.

You already have me.

I know she means that I get to have her in this moment, but deep down, I realize she has me for however long she wants.

“I’ll never stop flirting with you.” I wink. “Turn around.”

She does as she’s told, and I grab her shampoo bottle, squirt some in my hand, and gently start massaging it into her scalp. She hums in satisfaction, and I smile. Once it’s rinsed out of her hair, I grab the conditioner and apply it to the ends of her hair.

“I’m surprised you know where to put it,” she says.

“I’m not an imbecile,” I mutter. “And I’ve had girlfriends before.”

She turns around to face me. “The conditioner needs to stay in for a few minutes,” she says in a flirty tone. “We’ll have to kill some time.”

Before I know what’s happening, she’s switched places with me, and now it’s my turn under the stream. She squirts bodywash into her hands and starts slathering it all over me. Her hands are gentle but teasing as she moves them down my body to where I want them the most. I twitch under her touch, and she strokes me once.

“Step back,” she orders, and I move fully into the stream of water, the soap sluicing down my body. When I step closer to return the favor, she suddenly drops to her knees in front of me.

My breathing becomes shallow when I realize what she’s doing.

She gently strokes my dick with her left hand, her other hand squeezing my thigh. When she leans forward to slowly swirl her tongue around the tip, I stop breathing all together.

I actually think I might die at the sight of her mouth on me, her big green eyes looking up at me innocently, mascara running down her cheeks. I watch her tease me until she takes me all the way into her mouth. I let out a moan and close my eyes. I let my head fall back, the water washing over my face.

Robin is giving me a blowjob.

I’m afraid if I open my eyes, I’ll wake up from this dream, but the urge to watch her wins, and I look back down at her.

She looks so hot with her mouth bobbing up and down, and I instinctively grab her hair. She makes a popping sound when she pulls her mouth off, giving me a sweet smile before her lips are back on it, and she takes me all the way down her throat.

“God, you’re so good at that,” I rasp, trying to keep from thrusting my hips. “You look so hot with my cock in your mouth.”

She hums at the compliment, and the vibration drives me crazy. I lose my willpower, grab her hair tighter, and thrust.

Of course she’d get turned on by praise.

She’s perfect.

Robin’s movement becomes sloppier and faster until she gags, and I’m nervous I’m about to come right at this moment.

But she abruptly moves her head back, letting go of me to sit back on her feet. “I think we can rinse out the conditioner now.”

I laugh, and she gives me a big grin. I think I’m halfway in love with her already.

I help her to her feet and pull her close against me to kiss her. I don’t break the kiss as I turn her around until she’s under the water again. My hands move through her hair, making sure the conditioner is fully rinsed out.

“My turn,” I say, grabbing the bodywash. “Turn around for me, baby.”