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Marisa
I watched as Tyler set himself up on the bench. “Can you set Bee over there?” he asked, his chin-jut indicating where he meant.
“Sure. Come on, Bee,” I said and placed her where she went.
I undressed quickly, wanting to be with him, and stepped into the shower.
He turned a couple of knobs, and a few more shower heads cascaded water over us. It was a magical shower. “That’s pretty awesome,” I said, impressed.
“Come closer.” His words were carnal. I moved to him. “You’re so beautiful,” he said, looking up from his perch and into my eyes. It was a memorable moment. “The water running down your body makes me think of a mermaid.” He wasn’t touching me yet, and it was driving me crazy.
“If I’m a mermaid, does that make you a merman?”
He chuckled. “Not even close.”
I needed contact. I needed to feel him. “So, what does it make you?” I asked, placing my hands on his shoulders massaging him.
He moaned in delight. “That feels good,” he said. I noticed he still hadn’t answered me.
I started massaging his huge upper arms, the muscles everywhere on him solid and tight.
“I want to touch you,” he said.
“I want you to touch me.” My words were full of need.
He moved his hands to my waist, traveled up to cup my tits, then moved back down and over my belly. “Fuck, Marisa.” He stopped there, his hands almost big enough to wrap around me.
“Touch me,” I begged. I slipped my fingers into his hair, slicking it back from his face. I couldn’t have ever imagined a shower with a man being so erotic. His fingers twitched on my skin before he moved them down and in between my legs. I gripped his hair in my hand, anchoring myself to him, so I didn’t fall. When he slid his fingers between my lips, I moaned out so loudly it resounded off the tiled walls, floor, and ceiling. He wasn’t even inside me yet, but I could have come right then and there.
His growl rumbled. “Touching you is heaven. I love how wet you get.”
I dropped my head to watch as he drew his thumb in circles over me. His dick was hard. “I want to touch you,” I told him as I reached to take him in my hand.
“No,” he said. The single word stopped me. He must have been able to read the confusion on my face because then he added, “I am going to be selfish right now. I just want to touch you. I want to watch and feel as you come apart for me. Okay?”
I swallowed what must have been the biggest lump in my throat I’d ever had. I nodded, unable to speak.
“Take a step back.” I did as he commanded. He slid his fingers inside.
“Holy shit!”
He pushed in deeper, drawing another hedonistic groan from my throat. My eyes rolled back involuntarily as I savored his touch and how his fingers filled me up. I rocked into his hand, my movements mirroring when his cock was in me.
“You feel so good,” he whispered. His words were reverent.
“Tyler,” I said. “Oh God, please.”
He circled my clit as his fingers worked rhythmically inside me.
“Just like that.” I rocked against him, already so close to coming.
The water was warm as it rained down on me from above. The shower was hot and steamy, but not as much as I was on the inside.
“More,” I instructed as he slid his fingers in and out and circled his thumb over me. “I’m gonna come,” I moaned. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come.”
He moved faster and harder, pumping his hand to the tempo of my movements. I gripped onto his shoulder, my nails digging into his skin. I needed to support myself as I thrust against his hand.
“Yes. Fuck yes, Tyler!”
