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How can that be bad?
I break our kiss to taste the slope of her neck, not forgetting the sensitive spot behind her ear, and it doesn’t disappoint. She falls to her knees, taking my cock deep into her mouth as she cups my balls in her free hand. I lean back against the tile, gritting my teeth, trying hard not to lose my shit just yet. I rake my hands through my hair, pulling it hard to make the pain combat the sparks igniting in my groin. After a few seconds of thinking of things that’ll kill my erection, I realize that nothing can battle my desire for this woman. Not a busted skull or an ice pick to the eye. If my cock is in Sloane’s mouth, nothing can stop me from blowing my load.
Nothing except pulling my cock out of her mouth…so I can put it somewhere else.
I lift Sloane up slowly so she doesn’t slip. “You’re fucking amazing,” I whisper. “Now let me make you feel the same way, okay?”
She nods, her eyes dark with lust. I turn her around, making her face the tile. I bring a hand down the front of her torso, my fingers plunging into her wet pussy, flicking her clit. Her back arches, her ass pressing against my dick, and she lets out a little yelp. She thrusts against my hand, but I know she wants more when she reaches behind me and grasps my dick again, rubbing it between her ass cheeks.
My breath hitches, and I spread her legs with mine, pressing my cock deep inside of her while my finger keeps rubbing her clit. Her pussy clenches tight around me, sucking me in deep. I thrust into her, one hand on her belly, pressed tight against me. My cock pulsates inside of her as we’re assaulted by the hot shower spray. Her legs tighten, her walls pulling me farther inside. She is squeezing me with everything she has, and white spots flash behind my eyes, blinding me with a passion I’ve never known.
I let out a loud groan as her hips thrust backward, faster and harder. My free hand grasps one of her breasts, kneading the soft flesh as my mouth attacks the back of her neck. I can’t get enough of this girl. She has me…all of me. I never thought I’d ever say that, never really thought I’d want to say it about anyone.
But being with Sloane…she just makes everything better. She makes me want to be better.
But more than that, she makes me look forward into a future where I can have everything I want but never knew I was missing.
I want that future…with her.
That realization doesn’t even blow my erection. It only makes me drive into her harder, to connect with her on the deepest level possible.
I need to protect this, to keep her safe, to make sure I can give her everything she needs.
A fire rages deep within me, singeing everything in its path. Sparks shoot out to every limb, the flames raging through my insides, igniting each and every cell. I squeeze my eyes shut as she writhes against me. Our slick bodies slap against each other, the walls of her pussy blanketing my cock in her juices.
“Ahh!” I grit my teeth as the orgasm tears through me, holding her close to my chest. Tremors shoot through me, and my body quakes and quivers.
“That’s some pretty impressive rebound time,” she rasps, still breathless.
I nod since I still can’t really speak. I drop my head onto her shoulder, closing my eyes against the spray of water rushing over me.
“Can you talk?” she teases, slowly twisting around. Her face is flushed a deep shade of pink, her eyes glimmering like jewels. I don’t usually notice shit like that, but then again, I’ve never felt this way about a woman before. I’ve never pretended to, either. Never said ‘I love you’ to any woman in my life who wasn’t family. I don’t bullshit people.
I’m a straight shooter. I don’t massage my words because they might hurt someone’s feelings. But hey, at least I can say I’m being true to myself…even if it gets me killed, something I’ve never really been too worried about in the past. I was always too impulsive, always ready to beat the shit out of someone because, why not? What do I have to lose?
I lean my forehead against Sloane’s, my lips curling upward. I have something big to lose now, and I need to protect her with all I have. “I think I’m gonna shower here from now on. That okay with you? I feel like the water pressure here is better than at my place.”
“Really?” She cocks her head. “The water pressure is better? That’s all you’ve got?”
“You want more?” My grin widens. “Yeah, I know you want more.”
She presses her breasts against me, sliding against my overworked cock and dammit, if he doesn’t twitch again. I know my rebound rate is impressive, but this is crazy. “I want you to tell me the real reason why you want to shower here from now on.”
“How about if I tell you that fucking this perfect pussy is the reason I want to shower here? Is that what you want to hear? That I can’t live without it? That I can’t think straight unless I’m around you?”
Oh, shit. That last part shouldn’t have made it out of my big ass mouth. She blinks fast, as if she questions whether or not I actually said it. Then she smiles and stands on her tiptoes to gently graze my lips with hers. “That’s better.”
After a few minutes of soaping each other up, we finally drag ourselves out of the shower, and collapse on her bed, wrapped in towels. Sloane leans her head on top of me and kicks a leg over mine, dragging a finger over the black swirls covering my chest and arms.
“Why so many tattoos?”
“There’s a lot of my past that I’d like to forget.”
She’s quiet for a second, and I brace myself for the next question. She deserves honesty, but I know I can’t give her that. Not entirely, anyway.
“So you covered it?”
“Yeah. It’s easier to look at myself in the mirror when I don’t have evidence of my mistakes staring me in the face.”
