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I looked down at the stitches in my arm and grimaced. “Yeah, well shit happens.”
“You just let me know how that works for you when your arm rots off from dysentery and Gangrene,” she snapped, gently grabbing a hold of my arm and lifting it out of the water.
She maneuvered it until I had my palm pressing against the top of her shoulder, allowing the stitches to remain water free.
“Dysentery is where you eat bad chicken and get the shits. It has nothing to do with getting your stitches wet,” I observed dryly.
She narrowed her eyes at me. “Whatever.”
Uh-oh.Them’s fighting words.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, taking my free hand and running the backs of my fingers along her lower jaw.
She closed her eyes, and leaned her head against my hurt-free shoulder.
“Nothing.”
Strike two. Whatever and nothing.
“Please tell me what’s wrong,” I said softly, giving her cheek and then her neck a soft, wet kiss.
“I’m fine.”
Strike three.
Curling my hand around her jaw with my working hand, I lifted her head until her eyes stared into mine. Then I crowded her until her bare back met the cold tiles.
Her eyes widened, and she gasped when I followed her body, pressing the entire length of my body into hers, from knees to chest.
“Tell me,” I said before giving her a punishing kiss.
The hand that had been resting on her shoulder was shoved aside, forgotten, as she threw her arms around my neck.
She buried her hands into the hair on the back of my head, and she pressed impossibly closer.
My raging cock found a home against the apex of her thighs, and I ground myself into her, eliciting a moan.
“Tell me,” I breathed against her lips.
Her tongue left her mouth, and entered mine.
Our tongues dueled, her tongue running along with mine.
She froze when the head of my cock pressed between her clenched thighs.
Smiling devilishly, she reached for the soap, got a good lather up, and ran both fists along the length of my raging cock.
When it was nice and slippery, she dropped the soap to the bottom of the shower, and then pulled me forward once again.
The head of my cock, newly lubed with the soap, slipped in between her clenched thighs. The head tunneled through the lips of her sex, and disappeared between the crack of her ass behind her.
“Ohh,” she breathed.
Pulling out until the head of my cock rested against the engorged heat of her clit, I gave short strokes forwards and back.
The head of my cock was so sensitive that I was getting just as much excitement out of it as she was.
I looked down and watched as the length of my ruddy veined cock entered and then disappeared in between her thighs.
