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“We need to be clean,” she whispered, although as she ran her fingers down my chest, rolling the tips through the remaining mud, I had a feeling she’d prefer it rough and dirty.
“I don’t know about that.”
When she tipped her head back, running her fingers though her hair, I grabbed the soap, taking her up on the offer. With my hands covered in suds, I began to wash her body, starting with her gorgeous dark hair. I couldn’t remember if I’d ever showered with a woman, preferring the time alone. But this was more intimate than anything we’d done, the touching or kissing, the pretending to be something we weren’t.
This was raw.
And it was very real.
My breathing remained labored as I ran my hands down her cheeks to her long neck, using my thumbs to clean drops from her chin. Then as I moved to her chest, concentrating on her breasts, she grabbed the soap herself, lathering her hands. The moment she touched my skin, I could swear the edges were seared, forever inked in her prints. My wicked mind shifted to how beautiful she’d be if her nipples were pierced, her clit. Mmm… I was a sadistic man, hungry for all the darkness I’d been avoiding.
She remained quiet, watching me intently as she rubbed her hands down my chest, taking her times to caress every inch. I did the same with her breasts, only I took the time to flick my fingers back and forth across both hardened nipples several times, her moans fueling the flames. When I pinched them between my fingers, she shuddered, lolling her head, digging her soapy nails into my skin.
My hunger too great, as the water washed the soap away, I dropped my head, sucking on one tender bud then the other.
“Oh…” she whimpered, returning to her duties, sliding her hands up and down the back of my neck.
I took my time licking and sucking before rolling my fingers down her stomach, my actions becoming more brutal. After lathering my hands again, I lifted my head, barely able to focus, issuing several growls.
“You need to hurry,” I muttered.
“I know.”
She pursed her lips, concentrating on her efforts, carefully dropping to her knees so she could wash my legs and feet.
The entire situation was sensual, keeping my mind active, my cock aching to the point I almost cried out in pain. She had no idea what she was doing to me, the raging bull inside determined to get free.
I threw my head back, staring up at the sky, her fingers tingling my skin. Then I planted my hands on the stall, lowering my head and allowing the water to drain over me. I studied her, the loving way she was touching me unlike anything I’d experienced before. She had a subtle way of making me feel electrified, the jolts concentrated. This was what living was all about.
When she was finished, she rose to her feet, crowding my space as she lifted one of her legs then the other, washing them quickly.
“Turn around,” she commanded.
“Hmmm…”
“Do it.”
I gave her a stern look but complied, allowing her to finish what she was doing, soaping my back, running her fingers up and down in circles and zigzags. When she shifted to my buttocks, I held my breath, shocked how much the soap added to the sensual moment. Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer, turning around then lifting her into my arms.
She swung her legs around my hips, scratching my chest as she rolled her fingers to my shoulders and neck, every sound she made husky.
“Are you going to fuck me now?”
“Hell, yes.” Whether or not her words were an invitation didn’t matter. I was taking her whether she liked it or not. I lifted her hips, allowing her to position the tip of my cock. Then I drove it all the way inside, every nerve ending on fire from the white-hot heat rushing between us. “Damn it, woman. So tight. Just so freaking tight.” I lowered my head, pressing my nose against hers as I lifted her off my shaft, plunging her down again. She bucked hard against me, every moan she issued buzzing in my ears.
When I pulled out a few inches, she clamped her pussy muscles, biting her lower lip in a tease. I wanted to eat this woman alive, taking every inch of her. I pressed her back against the wall, rolling onto the balls of my feet as I started fucking her in earnest. The clattering sound as the stall walls shifted brought a short laugh up from her throat.
“Don’t tear the place down,” she whispered.
“I’ll just rebuild it again, sweetheart. You know what I can do.”
“Oh, yeah. I knowexactlywhat you can do.” Her breathing remained ragged, her mouth twisting as I plunged savagely.
My muscles tensed, my hunger reaching overdrive, but I continued pumping. Beads of sweat slid down both sides of my face, my jaw clenched. I wanted this to last, but damn it, the woman was so wet and hot I was ready to explode.
She bit her lower lip as she raked a single finger down the side of my neck. Everything about her was mischievous, her teasing ways threatening to drive me crazy. When she clamped her knees against my hips, pushing one hand against my chest, I had a feeling the little vixen was prepared to try to struggle free.
I was having none of it. After several additional brutal plunges, I put her down, leaning over then nipping her earlobe as I whispered in her ear, “I’m going to shove my cock into your ass, driving so deep you scream out my name. Can you handle me, sweetheart?”
