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Luckily, that worked well, and he was well-immersed in my nose-approved favorite bodywash of his, the one he kept stocked in my bathroom because he knew I liked it.
“Mmmm,” I groaned, practically melting into him as he welcomed me into his arms.
Thiswas good.
And so were his lips, and his tongue, immediately seeking access to my mouth, which I readily gave. We’d both been so busy that moments like this had been a little hard to find. I had a deadline, and he probably needed to be back at the center sooner than later, but… whatever.
Everything else could wait.
I quickly realized we were both on the same page, when instead of immediately going for penetration… Isaiah kissed his way down my body, until he was on his knees in front of me. He hiked one of my thighs up over his shoulder, urging me to press my back against the smooth tile wall for stability.
I knew what was coming, but…still.
I wasn’t ready.
His mouth on my clit was perfectly, deliciously…hot. The rasp of his tongue on my hyper-sensitive skin, the thickness of his fingers as he pushed them inside me…shit.
Why did it all feel so brand new?
My fingers slid over the wet, super-short coils of his hair, trying in vain to find something to grip. My eyes shut tight, my head pressed back against the hard stone wall as he explored my pussy with his fingers and tongue, somehow discovering new depths… or heights… valleys… whatever.
It was just…good.
So good that when my knees unexpectedly bucked in pleasure, I didn’t even have the presence of mind totryto keep myself up – it was all Isaiah, both of his arms locked around my thighs, oblivious to the wild bucking of my hips as he devoured me until I was just… fully drained.
As soon as he let my thigh down from his shoulder, I sank to the shower floor with him. I cupped his face in my hands, but he acted before my orgasm-addled mind could, kissing me first.
“Seemed like you enjoyed that,” he murmured against my lips when he pulled back from the kiss, leaving me breathless.
I snaked a hand between us, wrapping a hand around his dick to squeeze. “Seemed like you did too. Sit back,” I insisted, and he lifted an eyebrow at me, but did it, bracing his back against the shower wall.
So I could ride him.
“This floor is hard—” he protested as I straddled him, once he realized what I was doing.
“I don’t care,” I countered, sinking onto him. I kissed him to stop any further dissent, knowing that once he was fully ensconced in my pussy he wouldn’t have any more objections.
“Shit,” he groaned into my mouth as our hips connected, and I stayed right there, letting gravity pull us further together.
I agreed with the sentiment.
His hands went to my ass, gripping and squeezing as I clenched around him, helping my body adjust to him all over again.
My fingers dug into his shoulders as I started to move, just rolling my hips at first, in slow, controlled grind. He retook my mouth as I rode him, his tongue dancing against mine, punctuated with our groans of pleasure.
He was right – the floor was hard.
But that was fine – it kept me grounded, and focused on making usbothfeel good. Even with the bite of the slick tile against my knees, it was so easy –tooeasy – to get absolutely lost in the sensory bliss of him filling me up, over and over again.
Especiallyonce he started moving too, his hands planted at my waist as he met me stroke for stroke in the steam-filled shower, neither of us caring about the steady patter of the water against us. Eventually, one of his hands moved to go between my legs, turning up the dial on my pleasure with his fingers on my clit. The other hand went to my neck, pulling me in again for another kiss as that steady-building pressure in my core threatened to finally bubble over.
There was no more rhythm then, no control.
Just the staggeringfeelingof it all, the delectable friction, the magnificent ache, and then…bliss.
“Goddamnit,” Isaiah growled, his hips surging up to lock with mine as he came a few seconds later, with me already slumped, exhausted, onto his shoulder.
“Ditto,” I murmured, already half-asleep as he laughed, reaching for the fixture to turn the shower off since it was finally running cold.
