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I smirk. “You’ll find that I’m good at a lot of things.”
“Oh, believe me. I’m well aware.” She gives me a little whimper, and my pants become painfully tight.
Once all the conditioner is rinsed out, I grab a washcloth and dip it in the water. The tinkling of droplets resounds around the room as I lather it with soap.
“Lean forward.”
Mae gives me a look of longing as she rests against her bended knees.
I know, baby. Me too.
I squeeze the washcloth against her back, letting the warm water trickle over her alabaster skin. “Feel good?”
“Yes.” There is no mistaking the desire in her voice.
I take my time, cleaning every inch of her down to her tailbone. Cleansing her of this horrible day. When I’m done, I guide her back against the tub. The way she’s watching me, with half-lidded eyes and rosy cheeks, calls to every fiber of my being, telling me to take her. Her mouth is slightly open, so I go for it, washing between her breasts and up across her collarbone.
“Remi, I need…” Her forehead falls against my shoulder resting on the back of the tub.
“Shh, I know exactly what you need.” Reaching around her, I massage her breast, careful not to touch her over-stimulated tips.
She bites my shoulder and mewls.
“Open your knees.” It’s a command she obeys. Water sloshes in a wave at the movement.
Losing the cloth, I soap my hands and glide them up her body. Her eyes roll closed as she licks her lips. Satisfaction settles in my chest that it’s me making her feel so good. My fingers knead and massage her soft globes.
Her head falls back in pleasure. “Your hands are” — sigh — “amazing.” Her gravelly voice wraps around my cock and strokes.
My hands become greedy as they slide all over her flesh, and I mentally have to calm myself down. Baseball stats. Ruth in a thong. Kiara kicking my balls. I tickle her sides playfully and she squeaks out a giggle, further dissolving the anguish from earlier. Ever so slowly, my hands glide up her torso and cup her pretty tits.
I touch her where she’s aching. Taking her stiff peaks between my fingers, I roll and twist them until she’s writhing under my hands.
“Can you come like this?” The way she’s trembling, I’m almost positive she could.
“I-I … never—” Her words cut off with a grunt as my stimulation becomes more intense.
The dusty pink color of her nipples deepens to red as they swell. It makes my mouth hungry. Rinsing her off, I wrap my lips around the bud closest to me while I flick the other with my thumb.
Mae’s hands slam on the lip of the tub, keeping her steady.
“Oh God. This.” The sweet sounds she’s making tighten my balls.
Turns out, I could come like this too. I moan and bite, and pull and suck. My cock is trying to break out of the prison of my jeans. It’s excruciating.
She starts rocking her hips to no avail, water rippling, splashing over the sides of the tub, soaking through my clothes. My overly sensitive skin heats.
A whine of frustration comes from the back of her throat, and I decide to have mercy on her.
I slowly slide my hand from her nipple to her lower belly. It jumps, and I smile against her flesh.
She’s aching. Mae tries to flex her pelvis, seeking my touch, and I give in. A little. My index finger barely brushes against her pearl before exploring deeper.
A shudder rips through her diaphragm. “Right there,” she chokes.
“You’re so slippery, baby.” Her arousal coats my fingers, and I tease her slit before slipping inside, my palm resting against her clit.
She tries to widen her legs, but they are held hostage by the sides of the porcelain. I shallowly fuck her with my finger while she white-knuckles the tub. Mae’s flushed body is trembling, begging for release.
