My eyes automatically drink in every inch of him. “Oh, are we to that point in our relationship now? You think you can just get undressed in front of me?”
His thumbs slip into the waistband of my shorts. “Don’t worry. I’m undressing you too.”
He yanks the shorts down, taking my panties with them. Then his mouth is on mine. He walks me backward until he reaches the shower. He reaches in and turns the water on to warm up. His hands grab the hem of my shirt, and I lift my arms as he pulls it over my head, leaving me completely naked for him. I return the favor by pushing his underwear down. His cock springs to life between us.
I fist it in my hand as he presses his mouth back to mine again. He pushes me back, and the warm water hitting my skin only intensifies my need for him. He pushes me all the way back until my back hits the cold tile. I gasp as it chills my back while the warm water heats my front.
He shoves his tongue into my mouth as his fingers reach down and run through my folds. He is being so gentle and playful down there that it is driving me wild. I bite down on his lip and scrape my nails into his back. “Ohhh.” I moan.
He pulls his face back slightly so he can watch as he slips his fingers inside of me. I turn to mush against the wall as he pumps them in and out. The urge to have him inside me becomes too much. “You.” I groan. “I want you.”
His face strains as I grab him and line him up to enter me. He rubs himself over my clit. His jaw clenches. “That can wait.” He says harshly.
“No!” I protest. “Now!”
He doesn’t move, and I realize he’s trying to figure out if he should do this without a condom. “I have an IUD.” I offer.
His fingers go back down to touch me. “You really think that’s a good idea?” He asks.
I look him in the eyes. “Is there a reason it shouldn’t be?”
He laughs and kisses my mouth again. “Not on my end.”
His other hand explores my breasts, and his fingers pinch my nipples. I moan. “If you aren’t comfortable, then we won’t do it. Not a big deal.”
He presses his body up against mine. “I want you so much.”
I smile against his mouth. “Patience is a virtue.” I joke.
He groans in frustration. “I’ve waited fucking long enough for you.” He says angrily, and fuck is it hot.
He lines himself up against me again, but he doesn’t push forward. I squirm and whine. “Sawyer.”
He finally moves forward and pushes himself all the way in. My fingers dig into his shoulders, and I cry out. His chest moves rapidly up and down against me. “Fuck.” He whispers like he’s in pain.
“Yes.” I moan. “Fuck. Fuck me.”
He makes a frustrated growl. “Just give me a damn second!”
“Maybe I’ve waited long enough.” I sass back his same words.
He slaps the shower wall behind me. “If you don’t want me to nut inside of you right this Goddamn second, you will give me a fucking second!” He yells.
Fuck!
I climb this motherfucker like a tree. My hands are everywhere I can touch. My mouth explores anywhere it can.
Sawyer grabs both of my arms and slams them back against the wall above my head, holding me in place. His eyes burn a hole right through me, taking my breath away. His jaw is clenched, and he hisses when he pulls out and pushes back in. My moans echo through the bathroom.
His eyes squeeze shut, and he lets out a harsh breath he must’ve been holding. “Fuck, you feel so good.” He groans.
I literally start panting like a dog as he continues to press in and out of me. He drops my arms, and I wrap them around his neck. He groans again. “You’re so warm, and so wet, and ugh…” His eyes roll back in his head.
I grab onto his ass, pulling him in deeper. He leans down and sucks a nipple into his mouth. “Why are you doing this to me?” He asks.
“Doing what?” I pant.
He groans again as he picks up his pace. “Making me want you so much. You’re like a fucking drug. It’s never enough.”