“That’s a nice arrangement.”
Vanessa looks so hot in her black pants that show off her curves and a cream blouse that shows a bit of cleavage. I remember the sounds she makes when I lick her in the valley between her breasts.
I shake off those thoughts that are not helping me with my resolve. Okay. Vanessa is busy with her work. That’s good. Less temptation. I planned to go into the house for a shower and maybe catch up on some movies. Not a good plan. I need to be busy too. Preferably outside.
“Yeah, it is. Works for us. Anyway, I’ll see you later,” she says with a wave and walks back into the house.
My gaze is glued to her gorgeous, rounded ass like a pervert. I tear my gaze away and force myself to concentrate on watering my flowers. Every time my mind strays to Vanessa, I force it back to the present. I can do this. After a few days, it will feel natural not to think of dipping my tongue into Vanessa’s pussy.
At four, I’m done for the day. I put away my gardening tools and head into the house. Vanessa is on the couch tapping away at her laptop. She gives me a distracted smile and I wave back.
I grind my molars as a primal need comes over me. I’m sweating and horny and I can’t wait to get into the shower and cool down. I go straight into the bathroom and strip off. My cock throbs rock-hard as I step in the shower and turn on the water. It’s relentless and grows harder as I scrub my scalp and the rest of my body. I resist the temptation to jerk off. It seems obscene with the object of my fantasies just a few steps away.
As I’m rinsing off, the bathroom door creaks open, and I watch in disbelief as a female form makes its way to the shower. The shower door opens and a completely naked Vanessa steps in.
“I feel a need for a shower. I hope you don’t mind?” she says.
The answer should be yes, I mind, but I’m not an idiot. I’m a man and I definitely can’t say no to the woman I’m attracted to. The one driving me out of my mind with lust. And that’s all that it is. Lust for an extremely beautiful woman.
I’m willing to be used for sex if that’s all that she wants. I make a mental note to myself to have that conversation with Vanessa. The last thing I want is to hurt her and I will hurt her if I don’t make it clear that I cannot offer her more than my body.
She lowers her gaze to my cock, jutting out of my body, and seeing her hungry gaze drives all rational thought from my mind.
“Looks like you need a bit of help,” she says.
I groan and pull her to me. Her soft body molds against mine. I lift her hip and prop it on my hip. I crash my mouth against hers and as we kiss, I cup her pussy and caress her clit with the pad of my thumb.
***
I pant into Logan’s mouth at the sensations he invokes with his hand and his mouth on mine. I’ve thought of nothing else in the two days since Logan has been gone. I’ve imagined his big hands on me, turning me on and his cock ramming into me.
Logan gently lowers my leg and drops his face to my nipples and sucks noisily on each one while pulling on the other. The ache in my pussy intensifies to unbearable levels. I need him inside me.
“I want you to fuck me, Logan,” I tell him remembering how much he likes hearing me say it. “Right now.”
Logan hisses. “Turn around.”
I do as he says and brace my hands against the wall. He grips my hips and pulls me back, then nudges his cock between my legs. He finds my entrance and I bend lower and spread my legs to give him better access.
Our breaths come fast as Logan thrusts into me in one go. I cry out as he takes me hard and fast. His hips slam against my ass with each thrust. I moan and push my hips back. Logan grips my hips to keep me in place.
“Is that how you want it?” he says.
“Yes. Oh, God. Yes,” I manage to say. I’m trying to hold on, but an orgasm is building up inside me at a crazy speed. I scrape my nails over the tiled wall as waves of pleasure roll through my body.
“Are you coming, babe?” Logan says.
“More,” I shout, frantic for release.
Logan fucks me harder, deeper until it’s almost painful but God, it feels good. Then I’m toppling over the edge, and I scream with abandon as a lightning bolt shoots through me. I squeeze my pussy muscles to draw Logan’s orgasm out and it works because, in the next second, he growls and pumps harder as he shoots hot cum deep inside me.