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CHAPTER SEVEN
She letsher body sink into mine as my hands roam the front of her. She's so soft and slick. Watching her reflection in the foggy glass in front of us, I see her mouth open with a silent moan.
Venturing further, I run my fingers over the crease of her hip and leg. "Tell me what you want, Juliet."
Grabbing my hand, she moves it to the center of her thick thighs. "I want you to touch me."
As my other hand cups her breast, I skate my fingers through her slick folds with her guidance. "Show me how to please you. Show me what you like, sweet girl."
Her head falls back into the crook of my neck as she holds my hand, making my fingers slide up and down to the bundle of nerves at the tip. She grips my hand harder, moving it faster. Up, down, and side to side. I curl my tips making sure to hit her clit with every stroke. Soon enough, I have no control, and she takes over completely. Her hips thrust over and over, holding my hand in place. Her pussy glides over me easily as she chases her release.
I tweak her nipple and then whisper in her ear. "Come on, Juliet. Slide my fingers in and fuck my hand the right way."
She moves my hand lower, letting three of my fingers dip inside her. I bend them, allowing my knuckles to hit the lower half of her pussy, while my tips stroke the top inside of her.
"Such a good girl always following directions."
She presses her ass into my cock and grinds herself into my hand harder. "I want to come, Reed. Please," she begs.
"Come for me then, sweet girl," I repeat the exact words from the car, and her body lets go on cue.
Her hands fly out in front of her and brace against the shower glass. Her legs spread wider, and I stroke my digits a few more times before they close again, draining every ounce of her orgasm I can.
When she stands back to her full height, she reaches behind her body and runs her hands up and down the sides of my thighs. "Fuck."
Removing my hand, I slowly trace it up the front of her body. "Is that what you want, Juliet? To be fucked?"
She turns in my hold and looks into my eyes before nodding.
I shake my head and grip her chin between my pointer and thumb. "Words, baby."
She takes a deep breath. "I want you to fuck me, Ree—" she cuts herself off when I lower my stare closer to hers. "Mr. Taylor."
I flash her a smile and kiss her nose. "Good girl." I grab her hips and change our position, so her back is flat against the tile. "But I didn't forget the comment you made earlier."
Reaching up, I grab the shower head. Flipping the switch at the base, I turn it to a steady stream, then hand it to her. "Show me."
Her eyes flash with fire, and a smirk graces her lips before she grabs the shower head from me. "Why do you like watching me so much, Mr. Taylor?"
I step back as much as the shower will allow me. "Seeing you get pleasure, or being the one giving it to you, makes me feel shit I can't explain. In that fucking moment right before you come, you're free, and nothing else matters. You're not doubting yourself or questioning anything. You're in the moment, and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, so show me."
The smile on her lips drops slightly, but she doesn't question me or protest. Instead, she runs the shower head down her body until it hits her core. She arches her back and lets her head fall against the wall. Her eyes close, and her mouth opens slightly to take a sharp breath.
I know she knows I'm watching, but at the same time, I don't think she cares anymore. I told her no more reservations, and she's listening. She's showing me exactly what I want. The worry that's etched on her face and the tension in her body completely vanishes. For those couple minutes, she's no longer a big girl no one wants. She's no longer all her imperfections and self-hatred.
No, in those minutes, she's the Juliet I see. The one I can see myself spending more than a single night with. Not the one who is clouded by all her ugly thoughts.
Her eyes open and lock onto me. Reaching down with her other hand, she spreads her lips and lets the stream of water hit her clit. "Like this?"
I nod and move to grip my cock. "Just like that."
She lifts one leg and sets it on the built-in shelf nestled in the corner, giving me a better view of her pussy. She moves the water up and down, then slides her other hand up to grab her breast. Her fingers pinch and pull her nipple while the other never stops moving in front of her pussy.
I pump myself as I watch her. With every quiet moan, I squeeze myself harder. "Don't stop, Juliet. I want you to continue until I come again."
Her brows pull together, and she bites her lip. "I'm already close."
I shake my head and stroke myself. "Draw it out, sweet girl. I don't want you to come until I do."
