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I watch her in the mirror, drinking her in. I love the way her eyes heat and darken, her face flushing with desire. Those sexy curves and golden skin are soft beneath my hands, and her nipples are dark. She looks so tiny with me wrapped around her, breakable.
She's far from that, though.
"What are you doing?" she breathes when I kiss her shoulder and then the side of her neck.
"Getting in the shower with you," I say, smirking at her in the mirror as I step back and pop the button on my jeans.
Her tongue runs along her bottom lip again, desire dancing through her eyes.
I strip quickly, my dick smacking against my stomach as soon as it's free. I grab her hand and pull her into the shower with me. She doesn't even try to fight me off or protest.
"Roman," she breathes instead.
I mold my body to hers again, letting the water beat down on us from all sides. My hands never leave her body as I wash her up, running my fingertips and palms all over her.
"You're so fucking soft," I whisper in her ear, running my hands across her nipples and up to her shoulders. I turn her head, tilting it until her lips ghost across my chin, seeking out mine. "I could touch you all day and still not be satisfied, baby."
"Roman," she says again, her eyes falling closed as I slide one hand down her body and into her folds.
She's soaked already. Her arousal coats my fingers as I stroke her. She feels so fucking good against my fingers.
"I love how wet you get for me," I murmur. "All I gotta do is touch you, and you're fucking soaked for me."
She mewls and whimpers, shifting against me. I kiss her, drinking her little sounds down my throat as I tease her clit with light strokes.
"Please," she pleads for more.
I don't give it to her, not yet. I have plans for her tonight. She isn't coming again until she's riding my face.
I play with her pussy until I can't take any more, and then I reluctantly pull away. She grumbles her displeasure, reaching for my cock, but I grab her hand before she can wrap it around me.
She looks up at me, her eyes narrowed. She hates it when I don't give her what she wants. I swear to God, I get off on seeing that hungry, annoyed look on her face. She's like a little kitten, pissed off and hissing. Too fucking cute for her own good.
"I want to touch you," she protests, trying to get her hand free.
"Not yet." I pull her forward with a hand on the back of her neck and kiss her hard on the mouth. Before she can wrap herself around me, I break away and turn her toward the shower door. "Dry off and go lay on the bed."
When she takes a step in that direction, I grab her and pull her back into me for a second. My mouth lands against her ear. "Do not even think about making yourself come before I get in there, baby. If you do, I won't fuck you tonight."
She moans and then huffs.
I kiss her temple and let her go.
Once she's out of the shower, I wash up, taking my time just to torture her a little. I want her crazy with anticipation before I fuck her, especially after the shit she pulled earlier…refusing to talk to me, calling me Mr. Gregory when she knows how hard that makes me.
She's always been responsive, but I've never seen her come as easily as she did on the couch. I wrap my hand around my dick at the reminder and hiss. I'm already so hard, it's painful. But I have to take it slow. Aside from my fingers, she's never had anything in her ass before. I want in there, though. I fucking need it. I need to make her mine in every way possible. I want her so crazy for me, there's no chance in hell she'll leave me. Fuck playing fair. She's mine, and I'll do whatever I have to do to keep her. If that makes me an asshole, so be it.
I stroke my cock a couple of times to relieve a little pressure and then rinse the soap from my body and climb from the shower to dry off. I take my time, listening to her shift around on the bed.
"Fuck me," I growl when I step into the bedroom and see her. She looks like a wet dream with her hair fanning across the pillows and her legs spread just enough for me to see her pussy already glistening with her juices. Her skin is flushed, and her eyes are wide as she watches me pace toward her.
I stop at the dresser and grab the lube and both of her vibrators before stepping up beside her. Her gaze flits to the items in my hand and then back to mine. She shifts against the bed again and exhales a shaky breath.
"We'll go slow," I promise her, reading the hesitation mixed with desire in her eyes. She wants this almost as much as I do, but she's nervous. "If you want me to stop at any time, you just say the word, baby."
"Okay," she whispers sweetly, relaxing again. Her expression clears, excitement creeping in.
I drop everything on the bedside table and climb onto the bed with her. "I love how trusting you are with me," I confess, reaching out to palm her breasts. Her nipples are hard little points beneath my hands. "I love knowing you trust me to take care of you."
