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Grabbing the fragrant bar of soap, I squat in front of her and, frankly, am treated to the best view in the house. Carefully, I lift her left leg and set it on the side of the tub. Then, I lather up my hands and grab the foot resting on the ledge.
Starting at her instep, I apply pressure to her foot, rubbing and washing her body. Her moan is deep and goes straight to my dick. As much as I’d like to say forget this round of foreplay and bury myself balls deep, I have this overwhelming desire to touch every inch of her skin. So that’s what I do.
I work my way up from her foot to her calf. When I reach behind her knee, she giggles and squirms. Glancing up, she looks breathless and gorgeous, with water streaming down her body. The water cascades over her breasts and winds down her stomach to her pussy. It’s like an aquatic path leading me to the Promised Land.
Her thighs are beckoning me. Leaning forward, I run my tongue from her kneecap straight up to where her legs meet. She’s sweeter than any sugar concoction available, and her scent is heavenly. I can hear her heavy breathing over the water, and the sound does things to me. It drives me, fuels me. My sole need right now is to taste her.
When I swipe my tongue between the folds of her pussy, her moan echoes off the walls. I can feel her legs shaking as I place the one I was just washing back up on the ledge, opening her up for what’s coming. As soon as she’s stable, I slide nearer, getting up close and personal with my favorite part of her body. Well, besides her gorgeous smile. And her green eyes. And her perfect ass.
Fine. Every part of Payton’s body is my favorite.
I start with slow, long strokes of my tongue against her swollen clit. She’s moving against my mouth, seeking out my touch. The noises she makes, her uproars of pleasure, is like throwing gas onto an already blazing inferno. It ignites my blood and sends lust racing recklessly through my taut body.
Grabbing the backs of her thighs, I pull her forward, tilting her pelvis forward and upward, aligning her perfectly with my mouth. My tongue starts to move with a fierceness I didn’t know it possessed. And possessed is another adjective, because it’s taken a mind of its own, licking and stroking against her core with a ferocity that surprised even me.
She’s close. I can tell by her noises and the way her body is gyrating against my face. She’s taking everything she wants and needs, and hell, if that isn’t a turn-on all on its own. I move slowly and slide my tongue into her wet, hot pussy. Muscles tighten around me as she moans once more.
“More,” she begs.
And who am I to deny her anything she wants?
So I slide my tongue into her body, savoring every ounce of her taste, drawing out every bit of pleasure I can. I use one hand on the back of her thigh for leverage, and bring the other up front to join the party. With two fingers, I gently caress her swollen nub, and her legs instantly start to shake. She’s so close, I can feel it.
I let her body lead me as I continue to pierce her wetness with my tongue and rub circles over her clit. Her body grinds against my face as I breathe in every part of her. She comes apart against me, in my mouth, with loud moans of pure, raw release. Her taste floods me, and not just my mouth. It invades my sanity, my soul. I need her, and I need her now.
Payton starts to weaken immediately. I can feel her body starting to sag against me, so I quickly stand up and grab a hold of her. She’s pliant in my arms, wrecked by her orgasm. And that’s my cue to get her into bed and do it all over again.
Shutting off the water, I grab a towel and wrap it around her body. Grabbing the second one, I wrap it loosely around my waist before turning my full attention back to her. She’s heavy lidded and smiling lazily as she watches me watch her. My mouth desperately seeks hers. The kiss is bruising and fierce and full of promise. It’s the kinda kiss I could drown in.
Without breaking the connection of our lips, I move and lead her towards the bedroom. The air is cooler in the main part of the hotel room and goose bumps cover Payton’s arms. I lead her towards the bed and grab the blankets, pulling them back and lowering her. When I glance down, her hair is soaking wet with big clumps of drenched brown tendrils leaving marks all over the sheets.
It’s sexy as hell.
And that’s before I remove the towel. That’s like Christmas morning and my birthday all wrapped up in one succulent gift as I expose her body. Even though I just had my hands and mouth all over her, I realize I’ll never get enough. I crave her with a fierceness I had never expected, and certainly never experienced.
Dropping my towel, I cover her body with my own and resume the kiss. Her lips are eager, and she opens immediately for me. My tongue slides inside, caressing and stroking hers as my hands cover every inch of her chest. Her nipples are hard and press against me, making my mouth water even more than it already is.
“I want to continue my exploration of your body, but I don’t think I can wait any longer,” I say, kissing her neck.
“I need you.” Her words are breathless and, like an arrow, strike me straight in the heart.
Gazing up, my eyes lock on hers. They’re full of lust and need, but something else too. She wants me, wants this, but she’s afraid. She has no idea how terrified I am by the rapidly developing feelings I have for her. Every moment I’m with her, I feel myself being pulled further under the water, until I’ll be completely drowning in her. But while the fear is still very much present, my need to be with her takes over. The self-created rules have been thrown out the window. The proverbial line has been drawn in the sand and crossed. There’s no going back to any sort of client/accountant relationship after I’ve tasted and felt her naked body.
So the only thing to do now is go with the current. I won’t fight it. I can’t.
I just need to convince her to take the plunge with me.
“Are you going to kiss me again?” she asks, drawing my attention back to the task at hand.
“Would you like me to kiss you again?” I ask, moving my mouth back to her neck. She purrs like a cat, craning her neck to give me better access.
Nipping at her ear, I ask, “Is this what you want?”
“Almost.”
“What else do you want?” I ask, moving her legs up and over my hips.
“You’re getting there,” she quips with a smile on her face.
