“Everything you do makes me feel good,” she admitted.
“Then trust me.”
She clutched his shoulders and buried her face in his hair, closing her eyes. He continued touching her there, his finger tracing the tiny ridges, his cock moving deep and strong within her. She was already so close, her clit nudged the base of his cock with her every down move and then the tip of his finger sunk inside, stretching her, making her gasp.
He’d filled her completely. She felt consumed by him, as if she’d become his sole possession. A little whimper escaped her as his finger drove upward, until it was knuckle deep and he stilled, his cock twitching inside her.
“Am I hurting you?”
The concern in his voice made her sit up and stare down at him and she shook her head slowly. He kissed her, a soft kiss, gentle but still intense, his tongue doing a slow, lush glide through her mouth.
Her body buckled, overwhelmed by the tenderness she felt in his kiss, the carnal wickedness of what his fingers and cock were doing to her body. Her clit throbbed, pulsing with the need to come and she began to move again, grinding against him, sending his finger even deeper inside her body.
“Yeah baby, ride me. Make me come.”
His rough, encouraging words set her off and she moved faster, the water splashing around their bodies. Their hips thrust, bumping against each other and then she shattered. She fell apart all around him as the orgasm took over, blinding her, rendering her silent until one single, sobbing word escaped her.
“Justin!”
The man had changed her forever and he didn’t have a clue.
* * *
Stephanie’s wet, naked body was curled all over him and he circled his arms around her waist, holding her close. His heart beat so hard it felt as if it would pound out of his chest and his body felt lax, his bones liquid.
That had been undoubtedly one of the more intense orgasms he’d ever had. And that was saying a lot considering the orgasms he’d already experienced with Stephanie.
The sex between them only seemed to get better and better every time they were together.
He didn’t know where he got the idea to stick his finger up her ass but she’d let him, had liked it even. He’d never been that overly fond of ass play though Lord knew he’d run into it more than once with the various women of his past.
Something had come over him though, and he’d been compelled to possess her in every single way he thought possible. She’d let him, she’d trusted him that he wouldn’t hurt her and that gesture alone had nearly done him in.
She affected him as no other woman ever had. He didn’t understand it, was lost to it, unable to find the will or the reason to protest.
“The water’s getting cold,” she finally whispered in his ear, her arms tightening around his neck.
The nudge of her breasts against his chest when she spoke caused his cock to harden again. Unbelievable. If he didn’t watch it, he could probably fuck himself to death.
At least he’d die with a smile on his face.
“Let’s get out then and get dry.”
They did so, he pulling the drain and then helping her out of the tub. She grabbed the thick towels first, a wicked smile on her face as she slowly dried him off, paying extra attention to his cock, ass and legs. He returned the favor, unable to stop from giving her nipples a lick or two, though he actually found the restraint to not bury his face into her fragrant pussy.
Once they were warm and dry he led her into his bedroom. He turned back the covers on the bed and she slipped between them, a sigh escaping her when her head hit the pillow.
“Your sheets are so soft.” She paused, her eyes sliding closed and her head snuggled deeper into the pillow. “And I’m so tired. God, this feels good.”
Justin joined her, yanking the sheets and blankets up over him and then he grabbed Stephanie, pulling her close. She snuggled against him much as she had the pillow, her hair in his face, her arm slung over his belly.
His cock stood at full attention and he chose to ignore it. She was tired, she said so herself, and the last thing she probably wanted was his over-eager cock attacking her yet again.
He’d never felt so completely out of control in his life.
“You work tomorrow?”
Her eyes opened the slightest bit and she gazed up at him, giving a quick nod. “Unfortunately, yes.”