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She moaned into my mouth, and my already swollen cock jerked in response, straining to break free from the confines of my pants. My exhaustion was completely forgotten.
I wanted to take her right now but held myself back. Instead, I led her into the bathroom and turned on the shower. We continued kissing just as desperately as we stripped and climbed into the cubicle. As the warm water cascaded over our bodies, I kissed her everywhere, then followed my lips with my hands, lathering her with the soap.
I washed her thoroughly. I loved doing so. It somehow felt even more intimate than sex. Probably because it was about more than just sexual release; it was about showing her how much I cared. I needed her to know I’d always take care of her needs in every possible way.
When I had finished rinsing out her hair, she took the soap and washed me just as thoroughly as I had her. By the time she had finished, I was so hard it was painful, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I hugged her to me, revelling in the sensation of her luscious curves pressed against the length of my body. After a quick kiss on her lips, I turned her to face the wall. Pulling her back against me, I positioned myself behind her, the bottom half of our bodies pressed tightly together so that she could feel my hardness against her ass. I curved my body over her and kept one hand around her waist to keep her where I wanted her while I let the other hand wander over her body.
She sighed and shuddered in pleasure, and I brought my hand up to lightly hold her throat as I nuzzled her neck.
I turned her back around and grabbed her tits.
“So soft,” I said, fondling them.
My breath hitched in anticipation as her hand reached between us, and I couldn’t stop the hiss of appreciation as her hand circled my cock. She stroked it a few times, making me harder with each caress of her hand, and I leaned forward to kiss her.
I whispered endearments into her ear as we fondled each other.
She felt so good, and the feelings she invoked in me with her hands on my body were like nothing I’d felt before. This woman set me on fire. Wherever she touched, her fingers sent small currents of electricity through me.
I shuddered as her hand moved and cupped my balls, squeezing gently. While she showed them the attention they desired, I gave my attention to her breasts. She moaned and arched into me, thrusting her chest closer to me.
I admired her gorgeous tits as I circled her areola with my thumb before taking her nipple into my mouth and sucking hard. I didn’t want the other to feel left out, so I gently pinched and tugged on it while she continued to stroke my balls.
I nibbled, licked, and sucked on one breast and then the other, making sure both had equal attention. Gracie’s hand moved again, and she clasped her palm around my length lightly, teasing me.
“Gracie,” I pleaded.
She took pity on me and began stroking in earnest, but her teasing deserved a response, and I decided to give her a bit of her own medicine. I pinched her nipple, making her gasp, and as her mouth opened, I thrust my tongue inside her mouth; at the same time, I thrust a finger into her warm, wet channel, then another. I let my thumb put gentle pressure on her clit while I matched the rhythm of my tongue with my fingers and proceeded to fuck her mouth and pussy.
Then I stopped.
I let my fingers hover over her entrance, and my lips hover over her mouth and did nothing. Right at that moment, doing nothing was the hardest thing I had ever done. But I wanted to increase our pleasure by driving us both wild with need, so I forced myself to remain still. We were both panting heavily, but apart from that, neither of us moved as we looked into each other’s eyes.
“Ash?” she questioned.
“What do you want, Gracie? What do you need?” I asked her, my voice barely a whisper, my Russian accent thick.
She shuddered, thrilling me with her reaction. I knew she liked my voice, especially when my accent showed, and I planned on using it to my full advantage.
I leaned close and whispered in her ear, “What do you want, moya Lyubov?”
“You,” she gasped, leaning forward to kiss me, grabbing my hand and pushing it between her legs.
“Now fuck me like the best book boyfriend ever and stop playing games,” she said, pouting with annoyance, and I couldn’t help chuckling.
“Yes, moya Lyubov,” I laughed gently as I nuzzled her mouth teasingly and let my fingers dip back inside her.
Her fingers reached down and gently brushed over the head of my cock, which seemed to lean into her touch of its own accord. She circled its length and stroked. Every touch was like molten lava, and as my fingers increased their pace inside her, hers increased theirs on my cock.
Soon, she was writhing and bucking against me, and my dick was pulsing with its need to release. Neither of us could take this much longer.
“Please, Ash,” she whimpered.
I needed to be inside her, and she needed me there just as badly.
I picked her up quickly and pushed her against the tiles, hooking her legs around my waist. I rubbed my cock through her folds, coating it with her juices, then pushed into her.
