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“Now, lift your arms.” She obliges, defeated.
Taking my time, I remove her top from her good side, passing it over her head and trying my best not to touch the bandage around her waist. She isn’t wearing a bra and fuck, what a view.
Not the time to be aroused.
Getting on my knees, I slowly remove her leggings and try not to be distracted by her underwear. They’re nothing fancy. Plain black cotton, but this view never gets old. I hear her breath becoming heavier, but I’m trying to block the sounds coming out of her mouth. Otherwise, I’ll have mine on her pussy in a second. Once I remove everything, I turn on the water and wait for it to warm up.
The temperature is so hot that it could only be described as something that could burn the devil himself. Her ability to tolerate it without burning has always been a mystery to me, and I don’t think I’ll ever figure it out. She takes a seat on the stool I installed for her, and I can see the tension in her body ease as she lets out a sigh of comfort.
“Are you going to let me help you wash your body, or do I need to fight with you for that as well?” Her gaze is fixed on me as she remains silent, observing my every move. “Good girl.”
As I swiftly shed my t-shirt, her gaze involuntarily shifts towards me, and I raise an eyebrow at her. I take my time removing my joggers, leaving me in nothing but my briefs, revealing a noticeable bulge. I can’t help it. She is unbelievably beautiful; the curves of her body make me want to venerate every part of it.
Focusing on my task, I pour the shower gel onto the cloth and slowly wash her shoulder. I can see the relaxation spreading through her body, starting from her face and working its way down. I move my hand, the cloth ghosting over her breast. She gasps, and her nipples harden at my touch, betraying her arousal.
Focus. Now is not the time.
Ignoring my dick pressing against my briefs, I take my time, moving the cloth in slow circles over her soft skin, savouring each moment as if it were my last. Her body responds to my touch, arching towards me, silently begging for more.
“Aidan.”
Her breath hitches as I continue washing down her body, feeling the tension in her muscles loosen under my touch. I can feel her eyes on me, watching my every move as I carefully wash every inch of her skin.
I move down to her waist, pouring more shower gel onto the cloth as I trace circles and lines across her hips and thighs, avoiding her bandage. She lets out a soft moan as I brush against her inner thigh, teasingly close to her most intimate places. With a sly smile, I continue exploring her body with my hands, drawing patterns on her skin with the soapy lather. Her body reacts to my every touch, her breathing now quick and shallow as she becomes more and more aroused.
“Aidan,” she calls out again.
“What do you need, baby?” I say, continuing to move my free hand over her body.
“Your… Your mouth, please.”
Kissing her thighs, I ask, “Where do you want my mouth, Tink?” To avoid putting too much pressure on her wound, I part her legs, so I now have her pussy on full display in front of me.
“My pussy. I need your mouth on my pussy.” She is breathing heavily, her breaths coming out ragged.
My mouth starts to water at the thought, and I lean forward, my tongue slowly exploring her warmth. She gasps as my tongue finds her clit, teasing it with gentle thrusts. I start to increase the pressure, pushing her further and further into ecstasy. My hands roam over her body as my mouth continues its exploration, licking and sucking her most sensitive areas. She moans and writhes beneath me, her body quivering with pleasure. She grabs my hair as much as she can, bringing me closer to her.
“Not enough?” I ask, lifting my head. “Look at you. Look at me. On my knees for you. A King kneeling for his Queen.” Inserting one finger into her, I feel her clenching around it.
“Fuck. More. Please. Ade, more. I’m so close,” she begs. Moving my finger, I add a second one, putting pressure on her clit. Removing my fingers from her cunt, I bring them towards her mouth.
“Suck. See how good you taste.” As I press my fingers against her lips, she eagerly takes them into her mouth, her tongue lapping and sucking at them. With every flick of her tongue on my fingers, my cock twitches, and my desire for her grows stronger.
I detach myself from her and stand up, causing her to give me a puzzled look as I grab the shower head.
“What are you doing?” she asks. A smirk creeps up from the corner of my mouth as I lean closer to her.
“You need relief, and that’s exactly what I’m going to give you.” Changing the setting for the jet so it’s a bit stronger, I part her legs and place the jet on her pussy, avoiding her clit, teasing her, which makes her scream in surprise.
“Ade. What are you—” She’s cut off when I position it right onto her most sensitive area. “Fuck. I…”
“You what, Tink?”
“Stop. Teasing,” she rasps.
I lean closer to her ear and whisper. “I think we already had this discussion. Brats don’t give orders. I’ll give you what I want to give. Wounded or not, your pleasure is mine and mine alone.” I clench my teeth around her earlobe, increasing the intensity of the jet until she screams out in pleasure. “Was that what you wanted?” She nods, her voice caught in her throat.
Moving both hands between her legs, I insert two digits inside her tight cunt, the jet still on her clit.
