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“I’ve missed you, Nitro. I was wrong. About all this,” she says, waving a hand around. “I mean, I don’t like it, and I’ll probably never get used to people openly fucking and women disrespecting themselves the way these women are, but...if it’s you, I can get down. Sometimes,” she emphasizes when I smile.
“So, you missed me, huh?”
“Yeah, I did.”
“Care to show me how much?”
“I would love to. Just not on these premises,” Moni replies with a sneer.
“You drove?”
“I did.”
“How about I get someone to drive your car back, and you hop on the back of my bike...in the bitch seat.”
“Bitch seat, huh? So, you’re calling me a bitch, Nitro?” she asks teasingly.
“Well, you know...you can be—”
She grabs my junk through my pants and squeezes. My eyes drift closed. “Aww, fuck. If you want it, all you gotta do is ask,” I say, as a frisson of pleasure shoots through me.
Grabbing Moni by the back of her head, I loop my fingers in her long locs and tongue her down. My dick instantly springs forth, wanting in on the action as I grind against her, sucking her tongue and twisting her hair tighter.
She moans into my mouth, and I recall where we are. She deserves better than this. Pulling back, I say, “Come on, let’s ride.”
***
Water pours down onus from every angle, drenching our heads and splattering at our feet. Steam sucks the oxygen away, and sweat intermingles with the water. The sound of the water mixes with soft moans, grunts, and gasps.
Moni’s back is to me, and one of her legs is hooked over my arm. Her hands and the side of her face are plastered against the shower tiles, her breasts smooshed in place, not jiggling. I thrust upward, more soaked in her juices than the shower water, as she coats me with slickness.
It’s not enough, so I thrust harder and deeper until I’m submerged in her, and she’s tethered to me, unable to let go.
“Am I enough for you?” I ask.
“Mmm,” she moans, tears streaking a path and mingling with the water down her face. “More than enough, Nitro.”
“You sure?”
“Yes!” she shrieks when my speed peaks.
I slow the pace, my arm wrapping around her waist and my hand angling downward so that I pinch her clit between my forefinger and thumb. She mewls like a baby until I release it and her leg, and she turns to face me. Lowering myself at her feet, I part her lips, rubbing the metal that glistens brightly before me, similar to my treasures.
My tongue swipes through the groove of her lips, seeking the core of her. I suck and tug at her metal, swiping my tongue through her lips once more before sucking first one and then the other. She swirls her hips, spreading her legs wider, inviting my fingers to join my tongue inside of her.
She’s like a delicate flower opening for me, pooling her juices on the center of my tongue. No matter how often I taste this woman, I can never get enough.
“You ready for me?” I ask, standing up and pulling her against me.
“Yes,” she says, locking her arms around my neck, kissing my lips, and delighting in her joy.
Pulling back, she licks her lips and says, “I love how I taste on you.”
“So do I, babe.”
Moni turns around, resting her hands on the bench at the back of the shower as she bends forward. Grabbing the lube, I dribble it into her ass, rubbing it around, allowing my thumb to massage her back there until she’s comfortable enough with me sticking my thumb inside her and pulling it back out repeatedly.
My hands massage her ass before I rub myself at the entrance.
