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He shifted lower, bending at the waist. The new position meant he could suck her nipple into his mouth as he stroked along her slit and toyed with her clit.

Erika’s hands rested on his shoulders, her fingers digging into the muscles there as she pushed her body forward, seeking more.

“Please, Blake,” she whispered.

He knew what she wanted, knew she was asking him to fill her with his fingers or his dick.

“You’re going to have to beg a lot more than that before you get what you want, dirty girl,” he taunted.

Her eyes had been closed, but now they flew open, piercing him with a demanding look that made him laugh. His little kitten thought she had claws.

Blake placed a kiss on the tip of her nose. “You’re so adorable when you think you can make me do something.”

“You realize I had an excellent tutor in the ways of masturbation.” She lowered her hands from his shoulders, sliding her fingers over her breasts and stomach seductively. “I don’t need you to?—”

That was all she managed to say before he grasped her wrists, shoving her back against the shower wall, cutting off her words with a hard, claiming kiss. He surprised her with his rough touch, her moans music to his ears. Erika liked her pleasure with a bite of pain, and he suddenly imagined her draped over his lap while he spanked her ass. Or tied to the bed as he tormented her with her toys for hours on end. Or maybe he’d buy her a butt plug, introduce her to anal.

While they hadn’t discussed it outright, he gathered her past lovers hadn’t branched out in terms of testing Erika’s sexual limits. Blake wouldn’t make the same mistake.

Now that he had her, a whole world of sexual adventures was open to them.

Breaking off the kiss, he nipped at her lower lip, her arms still lifted and pressed against the tiles over her head.

“My pussy,” he growled. “You don’t touch it without my permission.”

Erika’s eyes narrowed. She was feminist enough to want to protest that statement, but her flushed cheeks and labored breathing gave her away.

“Tell me,” Blake insisted. “Tell me whose pussy this is.”

She bit her lip, but he knew the act had nothing to do with nervousness. His headstrong woman was trying to stop herself from giving in too quick.

“Say it, Erik, and I’ll give you your first orgasm now.”

“First?” she whispered.

“There’s lots of hot water left.”

“Yours.” It was one word, spoken more with air than tone, but Blake heard it, and it sent him to his knees instantly, ready to prove to her just how true that was.

Erika’s hands gripped his hair as he used his thumbs to part her folds. He sucked her clit into his mouth hard, then gave it a nip, and she cried out.

He repeated the same thing several times, driving her higher and higher, yet she begged for more.

“Blake! God. I need… I need…”

He knew exactly what she needed. He shoved two fingers deep inside her, not bothering to with light or easy. When he curved his fingers, finding that spot that Erika hadn’t even discovered herself, the bomb detonated and her orgasm had her bending forward, beautifully broken by pleasure.

“Jesus.” Her climax struck hard, but he wasn’t content to let it flash out too quickly, so he kept fucking her, drawing it out, wanting it to linger as long as possible.

Once it waned, Blake stood, his hands gripping her upper arms to hold her upright. She was also using the wall at her back for support.

“That was…”

He didn’t have a clue what she was going to say. Maybe she didn’t either. Or maybe she realized words weren’t going to cut it because one second, she was standing there, looking at him like he was the most special person in her life, and the next, she was on her knees.

Blake jerked in surprise when she grasped his cock, her lips wrapping around the head at the same time.

“Fuck!” His hands flew to her head. He thought his intention was to slow her down, but somewhere between lifting his hands and fisting her hair, she’d wiped that decision away.

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