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She nodded again and worked her fingers faster against her clit.
“Yeah, you do. You dream about choking on my dick, huh?”
She moaned around the dick in her mouth while she came all over her hand. That did it for me. I watched my dick sliding in and out of her mouth for a couple more seconds until I groaned and came down her throat. She sucked it down like the good little brat she was, and then she stood up and faced the showerhead.
I wrapped my hand around her throat from behind and held her against my chest. “You’re a little brat.”
She giggled and pressed back into me. “I didn’t see you complaining while I lapped up all your cum.”
I gave her ass a little slap. “You got off on it, too. You couldn’t help yourself when you had my dick in your mouth, huh? You had to touch yourself while you took it down your throat.”
She leaned her ass back against me and rubbed herself on me. “Sucking your dick makes me horny.”
I tightened my grip around her throat. “Such a dirty girl. What am I gonna do with you, huh?”
“Fuck me?” she offered.
“Later, little brats have to wait,” I said and released my hold on her.
She whimpered but then started washing her hair. She handed the shampoo off to me and ran it through my hair. The water had turned lukewarm by now, but we didn’t care. At least I didn’t. Not after what she just did. Such a fucking brat, but I loved that about her. Loved that she challenged me in bed.
She put body wash into her hands and rubbed them together, then ran her hands down my tattooed arms and washed me. I did the same for her, making her laugh when I played with her tits for too long. We washed the rest of our bodies quickly once the shower got ice cold.
I grabbed my towel when I stepped out of the shower and dried off before wrapping it around my waist. I grabbed a towel for Gemma and dried her off when she stepped out after me. She looked so cute, wrapped in that big fluffy towel.
I got dressed but walked back into the bathroom to find her inspecting her hair.
I wrapped my arms around her behind and put my head on her shoulder. She smiled at me through the reflection in the mirror. “Looks like you didn’t need to eat,” she said.
I squeezed her ass. “You’re such a brat. Never doing what you’re told.”
“You love it,” she teased, but then she frowned as she looked at her hair.
“What’s wrong?”
She waved me off. “Oh, nothing. I just need to re-dye my hair. My roots are atrocious. I’ll do it when I get home because the lake water is terrible on my hair.”
I twirled a strand of pink around my finger. “I love your pink hair. It suits you.”
She beamed.
“I can’t picture you without it. You wouldn’t be you.”
I tilted her head toward me and kissed her. I pretended my heart wasn’t imagining what it would be like to have these small moments with her every day. My logical brain had to keep telling it to be quiet.
