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His snickers turned into a belly laugh. “He might have worn the uniform when it burst into flames. There were some impressive blisters on his ass, but he will be fine.”
He turned serious again. “And now I am here. Do you want me to leave?”
His eyebrow rose as if he knew exactly I wouldn’t send him away. And he was right. I turned around and leaned back into him. “No. Stay and wash me.”
His lips caressed my shoulder. “Your wish is my command, milady.”
Then he peppered the skin with tiny kisses, working his way up to behind my ears, leaving shivers wherever he touched, despite the hot water. Then he tilted my head back, and massaged, and pulled, and dragged his fingertips through the wet strands until I was purring like a cat.
Far too soon, he said, “Your hair is clean. I shall rinse it.”
He pushed me away until I floated horizontally under the water's surface. Then he washed the shampoo out of my hair. When he stood me upright again, I was so relaxed, I allowed him to maneuver me like a doll.
“You are still filthy everywhere else. Let me take care of you.” His voice had dropped so deep, his words vibrated through me. “Allow me to clean you.”
Who was I to deny him? I sighed dreamily as he pulled me against his body, using his hands to clean me. I giggled when he rubbed my armpits and sighed when he moved lower.
He massaged my skin, running his palms along my belly, my hips, and my inner thighs. Soon, his movements slowed and became more targeted.
“I need to wash you everywhere, you dirty girl,” he murmured.
He pulled me tightly against him until a telltale hardness pressed against my lower back. A deep groan erupted from his chest, and I wiggled my butt for good measure, enjoying the effect I had on him.
“You are a devious little devil.”
I couldn’t feel how wet I was in the water, but when he pushed his thumb into me, there was no resistance, and he slipped in easily.
“Are you sure nobody’s going to disturb us?” I whispered breathlessly.
He didn’t answer, but continued with rubbing my clit slowly, interspersed with massaging my inner walls until I thought I’d burst. Every time I was getting close, he pulled away. I whined loudly, pressing my legs together, wanting him to push me over the edge.
“I have you, little lamb,” he murmured. Then he turned me around, put both hands under my ass, and lifted me up. When he pushed his cock into me, I was so slick it didn’t hurt. I could still feel how big he was. He pulled back and pushed in again, each time a little deeper.
It took another two attempts before he was lodged fully inside. The whole time, I stared at him with wide eyes, panting frantically. His massive cock was so large, he was hollowing me out with each push, forcing me to open for him. The flames in his eyes rose to a raging inferno until his face was bathed in yellow, white, and red.
When he kissed me, he pushed the fire through me. I was burning inside and out, desperately clinging to his wet shoulders. If he hadn’t gripped me so tightly, I’d have dropped and drowned under the cooling jade-green surface.
But he held me safely with one hand between my shoulder blades, while the other kneaded my ass. His tongue moved inside my mouth, twirling and pushing against my flesh until I didn’t know where he began and I ended.
My world shrank to the points of contact between us as he pistoned in and out of me. He crashed against my clit with his pubic bone every time he entered me. His hand felt like a brand against my shoulder blade as his lips scorched mine.
I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer, and they shut on their own accord. If somebody had fired a cannon next to my head, I wouldn’t have noticed it.
At some stage, the fire between my legs and the flames he pushed down my throat connected. The heat grew higher, licking inside my lower belly, and he groaned with every thrust.
I knew he was close. I don’t know how I knew, but we seemed to have formed a psychic connection where I could feel his emotions, the sensations raging through him.
Then he threw his head back and increased the speed with which he fucked me. Every exhale was accompanied by a groan and a rumble. There was a word under his vocalization.
No, not a word. He exhaled my name like a prayer. “Beth. Beth. Beth.”
I couldn’t respond. I was incapable of forming words. All I could do was hang on for the ride, waiting for the raging fire of my orgasm to consume me.
And then his cock swelled even bigger, stretching me to the point where it was this side of painful. He pulled me against him, crashing my nipples against his chest, and roared as his climax thundered into my body.
The flames burned me up, and I came, my cunt contracting around his exploding cock, the waves of the cataclysmic event moving out from my center, into my extremities, into my fingertips, into my toes.
I lost track of time, forgetting to breathe as my orgasm thundered through me. When reality asserted itself, my head swam with oxygen deprivation. I felt dizzy, exhausted—beyond what should have been normal for the most powerful climax of my life.
