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“You remembering you like what you see?” he teases.
Hesitantly, I lift my mud-ridden shirt from my body. The material clings to me like a second skin until I rip it over my head. I look around, only to see pigs.
“Max won’t be stepping outside anytime soon. Trust me.” Romeo’s tone is husky and deep with an edge. I believe Max will be hiding until the sun goes down.
My thumbs slip into my pants and drag them down with force. The smell from the mud has me wanting them off faster.
When I get them off, Romeo is standing in the shower, naked. His muscular ass is on full display for my viewing. I slip into the spray, and he moves a step away to give me more room. Our bodies are almost touching as we both bask in the warm, clean water running down our bodies.
My face lifts to the spray, and it feels amazing. I can feel the mud sliding off my skin. When I open my eyes, he’s watching me, and I try to keep from looking at him, but I want to look down and see all of him.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” His voice has a new roughness to it. One that causes my heart to flutter.
My gaze falls, and his dick is hard, touching his stomach. I swallow at the same time as his fingers lift my eyes back to his. My feet step forward, and his arms hold on to my waist. The water cascades down our sides, missing our faces except for the occasional splash.
His touch on my hips awakens the rest of my body. Every nerve is aware of how close he is. His presence towers over me, making it seem like we’re the only two who exist in the world.
He leans down, his lips pressing against mine. At first, it’s hesitant, then becomes demanding as he puts the power he exudes in all facets of life into this kiss. My arms go around his neck, welcoming his touch. His cock bumps into me as Romeo closes the distance between us.
His hands skim my torso and back. Our tongues massage each other, twirling to find their natural rhythm. He explores my body, and I moan into his mouth. It feels amazing, lighting up my desire to have him touch me more. His hand tweaks my nipple through my wet bra, and I wish I had taken it off. Then his other hand is pressing against my panties. His fingers slide up and down the fabric, teasing me.
My body needs more, my hands threading through his longer hair. His dick feels smooth against my stomach. I want to touch it, but Romeo is doing too good of a job touching me. His finger slides through my folds, my panties a barrier between him and me. My legs shake at the sensations running through me. Greed has my muscles moving to Romeo’s pace, my core happy to take anything he’s giving me.
My hands use his strong shoulders to help me stay standing as he pulls me closer to an orgasm. My breathing is coming out hard, and our kiss has not stopped. When he slips past my panties, his fingers entering me as his thumb presses against my clit, my orgasm explodes out of me.
“Alfonso!” I’m calling out. My back slams against the shower wall, and Romeo’s hand is around my neck. His hands squeeze my throat hard enough to pull me out of my stupor, realizing I just called out someone else’s name.
His nostrils flare, his eyes frighteningly dark. His whole stance is rigid as he glares at me. His fingers make it hard to breathe, and my hands come to his, wanting to be free.
“Never call me another man’s name,” he grits out, his jaw tight with anger.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. You’re scaring me,” I whisper.
His hands let go of me like my skin has burned him, and he stomps away from me. I watch him walk away, naked.
Who the hell is Alfonso?
