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I wasn’t a practiced Old Lady, but this was just natural.
This was just me wanting to feel my man when I could have easily lost him. I reached around him, turning on the shower, and closing the door again before starting at his belt buckle. My hands moved meticulously to undo the belt, pull it to the sides, flick open the button, pull down the zip. The heavy—which I now realize were wet—jeans fell to the floor surprisingly leaving him naked on the bottom, and he quickly made work of stepping out of them and kicking them to the side.
“Good boy,” I whispered, earning me a deep but quiet growl. I couldn’t hold back the giggle. My usually ferocious lion had turned into a little kitten, his growl more like a purr.
The top half went next. I tugged them over his head and tossed them over my shoulder, not caring that they hit the wall, most likely leaving a black smudge before falling to the floor.
“My turn,” he hissed before I could even take him in. “If we gonna get in here together, I need something to wash.” Taking my hips in his hands, he walked me backward until my back hit the vanity. “Turn around and take them off.”
My tongue snaked out, wetting my lips before pressing them together tightly and slowly following the stern order. I made quick work of my pajamas, kicking them away, noting that the bathroom was now becoming a lot warmer. The steam was rising filling the air around us.
The mirror had already fogged up, so I didn’t see it coming when Ham’s palm landed right on my ass cheek with a resounding slap. I stood a little straighter, the sting still running up my spine but in the most amazing way.
Slap. Another, on the other side, and this time I swear I almost broke the edge of the porcelain sink, gripping it so hard with my hands I was scared it might snap off.
“There, now I’ve got something to wash,” he noted, his voice a little less raw, no doubt thanks to the warm moisture we’d filled the room with. I turned and looked over my shoulder, giggling softly when I saw the two black handprints on each cheek, the edge around them just slightly red. I could still feel the sting, and I knew that even when he washed away his handy work, there would most likely be two perfectly red handprints left for at least the next hour.
“You mark easily.” His lips brushed my neck, and I sighed allowing my head to fall to the side and my body to relax. “I’ve gotta be more careful.”
“No,” I whispered. “Don’t be.”
I reached up wiping my hand across the moisture on the mirror and instantly caught his eyes staring back at me. They were wild and bright, the erection which was now pressing against my tender ass seemed to get a lot harder and closer to my pussy.
“Damn it,” he rasped, reaching up and threading his fingers through my hair with one hand and tugging it back. “I was gonna get clean before I did this, but you’re fucking insatiable. Spread ‘em.”
I stepped out to the side knowing just what he wanted, just what I was going to get and knowing full well that my pussy was already soaked. He never had to do much.
“And we can always do it in the shower again, too,” he added as an afterthought, maybe more to himself. “I can’t get enough, and I got plenty of fucking time.” It was the way he spoke, how he was a little rough and controlling that set me off. I never knew I would be that girl who you’d catch screaming harder, but God, with Ham, it could never be hard enough.
Sweet and tender one moment, his lips roaming my skin pressing soft kisses to my neckline, and I gasped as his cock pushed up into me groaning as I couldn’t help but press back against him, taking him deeper.
“Holy shit,” I gasped, moving my hands from the sink to the foggy mirror as he forced my body to bend just slightly. My toes curled with each slow drive inside of me, lifting me just slightly onto my tiptoes as he bottomed out.
His free hand ran down the center of my back and moved his other hand from my hair to my shoulder using it to pull me back sharply with the thrust of his hips. I screamed out and tossed my head back.
“I want to hear the words, Meyah,” he urged. He always wanted to hear, wanted to hear me moan, wanted to hear how much I loved it, wanted to hear me scream his name. Where I shied away, he was always constantly trying to draw out this vixen I had inside that sometimes scared me.
“So damn good,” I hissed, licking my dry lips and panting hard in the heat. It was getting close to fucking in a sauna with the heat of the bathroom. My hands were slipping on the mirror leaving prints everywhere—God forbid anyone else ever uses it.
“Louder,” he demanded, grabbing a fistful of my ass with his hand and opening me wider, so he could press in deeper.
I cried out feeling him hit one spot inside me I could never reach on my own. “There,” I yelled, trying to match him for each thrust pushing myself back.
“Here?” he asked, pounding forward and striking right in the spot.
“Oh. My. God.”
Risking it, knowing that I was so close, I braced myself with one hand on the mirror and slipped the other down between my legs swiping my fingers across my clit. That single touch was almost enough to light me up like a rocket.
“Fuck!” Ham cursed. “Do that again, your pussy tightens right up.”
“I’ll come if I touch it again,” I whisper, trying to breathe and keep on my feet and take his cock hard and deep.
“Then come goddammit,” he snapped, his hips automatically picking up speed, lighting my body on fire and making it hard to breathe. “Now.”
I flicked my finger across my clit, back and forth a couple of times, the instant stimulation sending a shockwave of ecstasy through my body. My legs began to shake, but Ham quickly wrapped his arms around my waist and held me up, while he continued to power inside me, the sound of skin slapping against skin mixed with my pleasure filled moans and his deep growl, a perfect symphony.
I tried to find my footing. My legs shaky and unstable, Ham’s cock pressed right inside me, pumping his cum deep. My body tingled and felt electrified, it was so damn blissful.
