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“You taste and smell so sweet,” I murmur, planting another kiss on her back as I push the straps away from her shoulders.
“I’m serious, Alec. If you kiss me again, I’ll take that shower alone.”
“Fine,” I grumble.
Ivy laughs at my tone. “Don’t forget.”
The dress pools at her feet, and she steps out of it. I move my hands down her back and lightly caress her ass. My cock strains against my pants, surging and throbbing. I wrap my arms around her and grind my cock against her ass.
Ivy groans and lets her head fall against my chest. I caress her belly and then cup her breasts. Ivy gasps when I pull down her cups to release her breasts. She turns around, allowing me to unclasp her bra. I soak in the sight of her bare breasts. Big, full, and so fucking gorgeous. I lower my head down, but before my mouth can reach her nipple, she stops me by placing her hands on my head.
“Shower first. I want you just as badly, but I need to shower first.” She backs off, laughing at the expression on my face. “Find me in the bathroom.”
I undress at a record speed, and in less than a minute, I follow her to the bathroom. The water is running when I spy Ivy’s form in the shower cubicle. Even with her form blurry, she still looks sexy.
I step into the shower and take the shampoo from her hand. I pour a generous amount into my cupped hand and rub it into her hair.
“That feels so good,” Ivy says.
I try to ignore her pointed nipples rubbing against my chest. I massage her scalp and then wash her hair. Who knew how pleasurable it is to wash a woman’s hair? I guide her back under the shower to rinse her hair.
While she’s rinsing, I spread shower gel all over her body. It takes every ounce of self-control to focus on washing her body. She rinses off and then turns to me with a sexy smile.
“My turn now,” she says, gently pushing me to stand under the water.
She takes the bar of soap, knowing I prefer it to shower gel, and rubs it onto my chest in circles. I inhale deeply, trying to control my throbbing cock. I’m relieved when her attention goes further down until she’s rubbing soap on my cock.
“That is especially sweaty,” I tell her, loving the things she’s doing with her hands.
“I can see that,” Ivy says in a tone that implies she’s deep in thought. She drops the soap and fists my cock. A deep groan leaves my mouth, and I rock my hips against her hand.
Just when I’m really getting into it, Ivy takes her hand away. I frown and open my eyes. “Why did you do that?” I ask her.
Ivy laughs. “Because I haven’t finished cleaning you. There are your legs to soap and your back.”
“Fine, but make it fast. My cock still feels sweaty.”
Her laughter rings out in the bathroom. She rubs soap on my whole body and then instructs me to stand under the water.
“You’re very bossy,” I complain. My cock feels as if it’s going to burst. As I stand under the water, I fist it and give it a few fast strokes. All the while, my gaze is on Ivy.
“Keep doing that,” she says, her voice breaking.
It thrills me when I turn her on, especially in unexpected ways. I give my cock a few more strokes. “It’s nice to see this dirty side of you, but I need more.” I take her into my arms and kiss away her protests.
I snake a hand between her legs to stroke her folds. She’s so wet, and it’s not the shower water. She moans into my mouth and clings to me. Ivy feels so fucking good, but I need a release, or I’m going to go crazy. I’m not comfortable fucking her in the shower when she’s this pregnant.
I turn off the water, wrap her in a towel, and then grab one for myself. We step out of the cubicle and wipe ourselves dry. Naked, we move to the bedroom and the bed. This time, there’s no playful banter or conversation. We desperately need each other.
I lay down flat on the bed. A rumble rises in my chest when Ivy follows and straddles me. Our eyes lock onto each other. She raises her hips, and with her right hand, she guides my stiff, hard cock to the entrance of her pussy. My instincts are to grab her hips and slam her down on my cock. Instead, I reach for her breasts and play with her nipples while she slowly eases down onto my cock.
“You’re so fucking sweet,” I growl.
Ivy grins. “I love your choice of words.” She moves up and down on my cock, sometimes letting the tip of my cock tease her folds.
“How about this one: I love fucking you, Ivy. I can’t get enough of you.”
She lets out a moan. “Come on top. I love it when you’re in charge and fucking me. Hard.”
