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She hesitated and licked her lips. “Fuck me … please.”
Don’t come. Don’t come.
I notched my cock at her entrance and slowly slid inside. “Christ,” I bit out. “Clawdia. God.”
Warm. Wet. Perfect.
Mine.
The mental walls I put up between us came tumbling down, and I felt her again. Not her pain, thankfully. But the pleasure I was causing. It amplified my own so much I knew I wasn’t going to last long.
But neither was she.
“You’re so tight. So perfect,” I groaned, biting at her ear lobe as her muscles squeezed me.
She panted, “Charlie, I can feel you.”
Fuck yes, you can.She had that dazed and awed expression on her face again, which bolstered my ego some more.
Her mewls turned to loud moans with every thrust. If I couldn’t tell from her sounds that she was seconds from coming, then the resounding pleasure and lust that I felt from her, and her pulsating pussy would have.
“Remember what I said about being quiet,” I reminded as I started bounding into her, the slaps echoing loudly in the bathroom.
I didn’t mean it. I wanted to hear everything. But with me, she was the disobedient type.
She shook her head and chanted, “Can’t. Too good. Too good. Please. Please.”
Her breath choked, her pussy fluttered, and then I was locked inside her as she clamped down. Hard. Her orgasm immediately threw me into my own. I came like a fucking hose. Like I wanted to drown her pussy in cum. Like she needed it to live.
My eyes rolled back in my head as the rush of endorphins hit. “Jesus.”
We didn’t move. We were both shaking and panting and quiet as we recovered from earth-shattering orgasms. My dick, spent and limp, slumped out of her still quaking pussy, and she shuddered.
Her eyes met mine, and she licked her lips before whispering, “I love you.”
I pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. “You are everything, Clawdicat.”
She smiled brightly, and I gently lowered her back down to stand in the tub. I picked up the washcloth, crouched, and gently rubbed it between her thighs. “Let’s finish cleaning up and get ready to leave.” She blushed but didn’t stop me, even though I could tell she wanted to. I pressed a kiss to her stomach before standing. “I need a proper wash. Wait for me?”
She nodded and opened the curtain and hopped out, wrapping a towel around herself and picking up a brush. “They never talk about cold tiles when they talk about shower sex,” she said.
“Who is they?” I asked as I grabbed at the shampoo and began scrubbing my hair.
“Netflix films with shower sex scenes.”
“What? Like50 Shades of Gray? Or that kidnapping one?” I rinsed my hair and quickly rubbed soap all over. “I don’t think you should be basing your knowledge of shower sex on films.”
“Consider me re-educated.”
I frowned and opened the shower curtain. “I don’t like the way you just said that. Does that mean it was better or worse than what you thought?”
She laughed, the mischievous twinkle in her eye. She was winding me up like she used to as a cat.
“I don’t even know why I’m letting you get to me. I felt you come so hard we both saw stars. I know it was good,” I mumbled and wrapped a towel around my waist.
She was staring at me, her violet eyes turned darker with desire. “See something you like?” I asked with a smug smile.
“I always thought you were a beautiful man, but somehow, you seem … more … now. I don’t know why.”
