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He groans as he shoves deep, and I feel a jet of warmth as he pumps me full of his cum.
In the aftermath, he leans us against the shower wall, bracing one arm on the cool gray tile and resting his head against my left tit. I try to let myself down so he doesn’t have to hold me up anymore, but when I try, his fingers bite into me, and though he doesn’t verbally tell me to stop, I do.
He holds me there, holds himself inside me even though he’s finished. Once he’s recovered, he finally pulls his cock out, but even then, he seems a little reluctant.
My limbs feel hollow when he finally lets me down. He holds me until he’s sure I can stand on my own two feet, then he drops his hands but still lingers close to me.
I don’t know what to say or do. My heart is still beating faster than it should be. My pussy feels his absence, a feeling of hollowness that was never there before he forced his way inside me.
He made space for himself, and now… it feels strange not to have him there.
I shake it off, knowing this strange feeling will pass.
It has to.
Chapter Twenty-four
Sophie
As the fuzziness of being thoroughly fucked begins to wear off, Silvan—now satisfied—returns to worshipping me.
He stands behind me again with my body pulled close. He lathers up a white washcloth and works his strong hands all over my body. He cleans my tits, squeezing and enjoying them a bit as he does. He washes my stomach, then lets his cloth-covered hand slip between my thighs.
I close my eyes as he pulls me back against him, sliding his finger out from beneath the cloth and using it to tease my clit. I sink against him and let my eyes drift closed. I don’t want to come again, but he makes me anyway.
At least this time, he only makes me come once.
I’m dazed and sleepy as hell by the time he finishes cleaning me.
My eyes close as he grabs the conditioner and works it into my hair, then he moves me to stand behind him so he can make quick work of cleaning himself.
Now that we’ve been so intimately connected and it wasn’t like at my professor’s house, I let myself look at him. I watch him take his cock in his hand and clean it. I watch the suds as he drags the cloth over the ridges of his abdominal muscles and his firm pecs.
His gaze meets mine as he lifts his arms and continues soaping himself up, but this time, I don’t look away.
Maybe it’s all the orgasms, but something feels disconnected in my brain. It’s like he rewired something, making me feel like… I want him.
Because I do strangely feel at this moment like I want him.
Once he’s done showering, he pulls me back under the spray and rinses all the conditioner out of my hair. It makes the floor slick, so he takes my hand as he leads me out of the shower.
The cool air hits my skin and some of the fog clears. Reality begins to trickle back in, but I kind of don’t want it.
“Here you go.”
I look up as Silvan hands me a fluffy towel. “Thank you,” I say softly.
We dry off, and he gives me a toothbrush so I can brush my teeth. I wait for him to give me clothes since he assured me he had some here for me, but he doesn’t. He takes my hand, flicks off the bathroom light, and drags me into the dark bedroom completely naked.
Since I can’t see anything, I have to rely on him to lead me. I stay close and wait for him to stop.
“On the bed,” he commands.
I’m relieved when I put my hand down on soft bedding. At least if I’m on the bed, I know I won’t trip over anything.
My hands and knees sink into a lush fur blanket as I crawl across the bed. I don’t crawl far because I’m not sure how big his bed is, and I don’t want to fall off.
He climbs on behind me, planting his hands on my ass and pushing on my back until I lower myself so my tits are on the bed, but my ass is still up in the air.
