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He’s been acting so casual so far, like he does this kind of thing every day.
Nothing unusual about washing a stranger in the shower, when you’re both naked. But when I dare look down, in the direction of his cock, I bite back a gasp. Because it’s no longer just jutting out— it’s pointing upward, and it’s even bigger than before. It looks swollen and rock-hard. I’ve never seen a man’s cock before, and I can’t help staring at it, fascinated. It’s kinda beautiful to look at, like it’s been sculpted out of marble or something. At the end, is a little slit, and there’s a drop of liquid leaking from it.
While Forge is busy with my hair, I can’t resist reaching out and touching it.
His whole body jerks, and the growl that bursts from his lips makes me jump.
“Maya—” he grits out between clenched teeth.
“Sorry,” I mutter.
“You keep doing that and I’m gonna lose control of myself.”
Guess I should let go.
But I don’t.
Instead, I wrap my hand around his swollen shaft, and slide it up and down. He gives a muted growl. Then he dips his head and kisses me hard. Our wet mouths crash together, hungrily. He squeezes my tits while I keep stroking his cock. I don’t know what I’m doing, but I let his reactions guide me.
“Fuck, Maya,” he mutters, in between kisses. “You feel so good.”
I go faster, harder, jerking him off as he groans and thrusts into my hand.
Suddenly, he lets off a roar and a stream of hot, white liquid bursts from his cock and shoots all over my tits. Instinctively, I keep working his cock, until three, four ejaculations coat me with his seed.
He rubs it all over my tits. “You’re an angel,” he mutters, his voice hoarse.
“Now, lean back against the wall and spread your legs.”
I do as he tells me, too aroused to feel shy. My clit aches like crazy for his touch, and I can feel my wetness sliding down my thighs.
He cups my pussy with his hand again. “Come for me,” he growls in my ear, his fingers working back and forth.
“I want to feel you come on my hand.” His other hand stays on my tits, pinching at my nipples. So good. So intense. In seconds, I explode again with a cry, my eyes flickering closed.
When I open them again, he’s reaching for the showerhead. He rinses me off, then I try to help wash him, but he’s too quick for me, his huge hands soaping himself up at lightning speed. Instead, I grab the shower head and horse around with it, trying to splash him in the face.
“Maya!” he says sternly, but I don’t quit, and by the time he’s managed to wrestle it from my grasp, we’re both laughing helplessly, our wet bodies clinging together. My heart gives a little jump at this unexpectedly playful side to him.
He grabs the towel that’s hanging on the back of the bathroom door and wraps it around me.
“Stay right there,” he tells me. “I’m gonna put the pizza in the oven.”
He’s back in a moment, helping me step out of the shower. He brings me into the cabin, beside the bed, and insists on drying me from head to toe. I’m not used to this. I guess my mom took care of me like that when I was a little kid, but I don’t remember it. I was in charge of washing and dressing myself from a very young age.
The way he’s tending to me makes me feel soft and tingly and kind of overwhelmed.
When I’m dried off to his satisfaction, he takes the towel and twists it on top of my head. I can tell he’s never done this before. I try to help him, giggling, but he grunts and bats me away until he’s figured out the technique for creating a little turban. I’m a little self-conscious at standing there naked in front of him, and my hands rise to cover my body.
With a low growl, he encircles my wrists and draws them away. “No need to hide yourself from me, Maya. You’ve got such a beautiful body.”
Slowly, I let my hands fall to my sides. A less shy part of me kind of likes being naked around him. He’s already seen every part of me, touched every part of me.
I try to relax, to not to be embarrassed that he can see everything I’ve got.
“You have some clothes in that backpack of yours?” he asks.
“Yeah—oh, but not clean ones.” I’d forgotten I’m down to my last cleanish outfit today. I was planning to look for a laundromat when I’d done traipsing around Perdue Town.
