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She turns around and bends over to reach for the shampoo, and I have to physically step back, allowing my butt to hit the cold tiles. Because if I hadn't in this little shower, her ass would have sat itself straight onto me.Not that I would mind, of course, but before we risk it, I need to know it's what she wants. Even if all I want to do right now is bend her over and fuck her from behind.

I watch with pleasure as she washes her hair. The soapy water drips down her neck, over her perky breasts, and down her belly all the way to her core.The worst part is that I don't think she has any idea what she's doing to me. Not that I can hide it in here.

She finally opens her eyes and looks down, noticing how hard I am for her. "I want to taste you too," she murmurs, biting her lower lip.

"I want you to taste me, as well," I moan, pulling her closer to me, but she beats me to it.

I turn us both around so that my back is blocking the stream of water as she drops to her knees. That gaze, the same look of determination that I saw all those years ago, quickly crosses her face before I feel her tongue dart out. She licks the tip and slides her tongue up and down my shaft.Holy fuck! That feels amazing!

"That feels so good," I moan as I wrap her beautiful, luscious hair around my fist and gently pull her head backwards. She surprises me further by opening her beautiful mouth and taking me right in, causing me to hit the back of her throat. I try to pull away, so I don't choke her the first time, but she puts her hand on my ass and pulls me deeper into her beautiful, warm mouth. I feel her moan in appreciation. The vibrations cause my head to spin, and I start to see stars. I can feel myself building up, "I'm about to cum; if you don't want me to do it in your mouth, then you need to stop right now," I grunt. She barely has time to respond before I pull back and cum all over her bouncy breasts.

I pull her to her feet and wash all the cum off her chest.I can't believe I actually did that to her!

Wrapping her in a large towel and leading her back to the bedroom, I put on a clean pair of boxers and leave her to find a pair of pajamas.

"I'm going to get a glass of water," I say, leaving.

"Do you want anything?" I call from the kitchen. No answer.Maybe she fell asleep again."Bella, do you want anything? Something to drink? Food?" I call out, but again, I get no response. I decide that she probably can't hear me and go back to the bedroom.

"I said, do you want..." My words are cut off when I enter the bedroom and see her lying stark naked on her stomach at the end of the bed. Her head is propped up on her hands and her ass is clearly visible.And damn, what a sexy image that is. I almost cum again at that sight alone.

"I want YOU," she says, before rolling over onto her back. Now I have a clear view of her breasts and pussy. I almost drop my water in shock as I rush to the bed.

"And what do you want from me?" I tease.

"I want you to fuck me," she purrs.When the fuck did my sweet and innocent Bella turn into this woman who presents herself to me and has such dirty but sexy words coming out of her mouth?!?!

"Anything for my dirty girl." I smile at her.

She giggles as I pull her up before throwing her back on the bed, but facing the other way, so her head is on the pillows while I take off my boxers.

"This is probably going to hurt, baby."

"Well, actually," she says, as she pulls something out from under her pillow, "I have this."

She hands me a bottle ofstrawberry scented lube. I just look at her in surprise.Seriously, who is this girl? She's like the MacGyver of sex.

"I may have asked the girls for some help with what I need," she admits timidly.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

ISABELLA

Ihand him the little pink bag with trembling fingers and watch as his eyes light up and his cock gets hard. He’s probably imagining what he’ll be using them for. "Well, it would be rude not to explore everything," he says. With a wink, he pushes me backwards onto the bed. My feet are still on the floor, but my butt and back are on the bed. He spreads my legs and stands between them. Carefully, he looks at me, placing the box next to me and dripping the lube onto his fingers. Then he slides his finger inside me—one finger... two fingers—and then his thumb rubs against my sensitive peak, and it makes me teeter off the bed in delight.He runs his thumb over the sensitive nub as he pushes his fingers deeper inside me. Then he moves them inside of me, and I wince because it feels like he's stretching me too far. "I'm sorry, baby. I don't mean to hurt you."

He takes his fingers away and begins massaging the sore spot with his tongue before trying again. Once again, though, I wince in pain when he tries to add more fingers. Climbing up the bed, he comes to lay beside me. "We don't have to do this if you're not ready, baby, I don't mind, I promise."

"I really want this, Nate. I really do." I admit pulling him against me for a kiss. We continue kissing, and I can feel him pressing his body against me. He slowly trails his hands down my neck, past my breast, tweaking my nipple and then he slides one of his fingers inside me as my breath hitches.

"Do you want to stop?" Nate offers, but I shake my head. "You're just so tight," he says, reaching for the lube again. "I’m trying not to hurt you, but I need you to be ready" he says as he slides his fingers back in.So he is trying to split me open then? Damn, if his fingers are hurting, how am I supposed to handle the rest of him?

"You're so damn beautiful, Bella. I love you so much" Nate purrs ashe continues to spread me wider. It hurts, but I try not to let it show, instead focusing all my attention on kissing him.

"Are you ready for me?" he finally asks as he aligns himself with my entrance.

"Be gentle," I beg as I watch him slip the condom on. I'm filled with so many conflicting emotions and thoughts. I want him inside me so badly; I can feel the want deep in my soul. But I'm petrified. It's going to hurt. Why would I want to hurt myself? My heart is beating so fast and I know that I am barely breathing. I love him. I want him and Ineedhim.

I feel the tip trying to push into me, and despite everything he's done with his fingers, I still don't feel ready.It's too big.I feel him pulling back and stopping.Did I do something wrong? Oh my God! Maybe he just realized he doesn't want me; he doesn't want this.Wait, I tell myself, and I look up at his face. It's so full of concern and love, I know I can't be right.

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