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I wrap my arm around her waist and drop my head against her shoulder, grinding slowly into her but careful not to push any deeper. The tight grip of her flesh is heavenly torture.
“You tell me how deep you want me, baby. I can stay right here. Or I can give you more.”
Zenya pants in time with my shallow thrusts.
“All of you,” she finally cries. “I want all of you.”
Holy fucking hell.
Yes.
I hit the faucet with my fist and the water shuts off, leaving us in silence as I pull out.
Zenya turns to me in confusion, hurt flickering in her eyes. “Don’t you want me?”
“Not here. Out there.” I take her out of the shower and over to the vanity. “Put your hands on the marble.”
I admire her beautiful body as she does as she’s told. Her dandelion silk hair is wet and flows down her back with droplets of water. I lick some from her shoulder with my tongue.
“I want to watch us.” I swipe my hand across the condensation on the mirror, revealing both of our naked bodies. Zenya stares at our reflections with huge eyes.
Her eyes get even bigger as I take my cock in my hand and drag the swollen head through her sex and find her tight entrance.
“Please be slow,” she whimpers. “I don’t know—you’re so—”
“I’m not in a hurry,” I murmur. “We’ll do just the same as we did back there.”
I surge forward just a little and stop, thrusting carefully. Without the water running, I can hear every one of her little gasps and me moving against her wet flesh. I wrap my arm around her waist and murmur, “Is that too much?”
Zenya relaxes a little and shakes her head.
“Aren’t you so brave for me,” I whisper, praising her as I slide a little deeper. She hated the idea of showing any little weakness in front of me, but I love her like this. Her hand clutched tightly over mine, her attention all on me. I pump slowly into her, moving back and forth just a little but working myself deeper and deeper.
Pleasure starts to flood my body, and my next words are a groan. “Princess, your pussy feels like heaven. You’re so hot and tight around me.”
I slide my hand down her belly and find her clit is so swollen to the touch, and she yelps as I brush my fingers over it.
“How deep are you?” she whispers, her eyes closed.
“Halfway.”
“Only half?” she whimpers. “You feel huge. I don’t think I can take any more.”
I reach down between us to the place where we’re joined and run my fingers around my girth, gathering the wetness, and then lifting it to her lips.
“You see how wet you’re getting for me?” I ask as she sucks my fingers. “Your body knows there’s more of me. Your pretty cunt wants all of me.”
While she sucks, I pump deeper into her, and she moans around my fingers.
“You see how well you take me? Such a good girl.”
A pink flush stains her cheeks, making me smile. How she hungers to be praised. Out there, she has all the responsibilities on her shoulders, but in here with me, she can let go of all her worries and know she’s pleasing me just by letting me spoil her.
I move back a little and grasp her hips with both hands, watching myself fuck her carefully, easing in another fraction of an inch only when I feel she’s ready for it.
Every time I glance up at her, I catch her staring at my face in the mirror, but as soon as I catch her eye, she drops her gaze like I’ve caught her red-handed. “You can look at me, princess. I like when you look at me.”
“The expression on your face. It’s too much.”
