Why Did It Have To Be You?

I take some more of his body wash and squeeze it in my hands, and I begin rubbing it over my breasts. Large circles at first and then just my fingers running in circles over my nipples. Knowing he is watching is turning me on so much. I move my hands lower and slowly rub them down my stomach. Just as I am about to touch myself, Dean moves from the counter and rips his shirt over his head. He opens the shower door and pulls his pants down as he’s stepping inside. His voice is so deep and strained as he says “Here allow me.”

He reaches down between us and begins rubbing his fingers over my clit. My head falls back against the shower wall, and I moan as he continues to work me. He lowers his head down and captures one of my nipples into his mouth. He continues to suck and nibble as his fingers work their magic below. After being forced to be quiet last night, my moans seem to be more loud and aggressive than normal. Dean doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, it seems like it is turning him on even more. He moves his mouth to mine and shoves his tongue in, trying to get as close to me as possible, devouring every sound I make. “Oh fuck Dean.”

Dean growls and picks up his pace. “Yeah? You like that baby?”

Baby? Jesus, why has that never been hot until it came out of Dean’s mouth. I push his hands away and grip his cock in my fist. “I need you inside me now.”

Dean growls even louder and picks me up and slams me against the shower wall. “Is this what you want?” He is biting down my neck. “Yes!” I gasp as his cock rubs against my entrance, but Dean doesn’t press any further in and I whine in protest “Dean…”

I feel his smile against my neck, and then he is rubbing his tongue along it. “What do you say?”

I dig my nails into his shoulders. “Please Dean.” I try to rock my hips to push him in, but he leans back. “Please what?”

“Fuck me Dean! Please for the love of god, fuck me!”

Dean moans at my pleas “Oh fuck Caroline!”

He shoves his cock inside of me, and we both moan at the feeling. He isn’t taking his time this morning. He slams into me over and over, and I was already so close before that it doesn’t take long until I am cumming around his cock. Dean follows as my pussy pulses around him. After a few moments, Dean lets my legs down, and I slide down the wall to my feet. I look up at him and just breathe out “Wow.”

He laughs “Yeah, exactly wow.”

I reach around and place my hands on his ass. “I like being able to be loud.”

“You certainly were.” I laugh and swat at his chest. “Yeah okay, like you were so quiet Mr. ‘Oh baby. Yeah fuck Caroline this is the best pussy I’ve ever had’” I mock.

Dean straight up belly laughs. “Okay, there is no way I said that! Thought it? Maybe.” Dean winks at me. I just smirk at him not admitting either way.

“I didn’t mind having to be quiet either.” I admit.

I blush and look toward the ground thinking about how I wanted Dean to spank me while he was fucking me on his desk.

He notices of course. “What? What are you thinking about.”

I turn away and squirt some shampoo in my hands and begin washing my hair. Dean presses up behind me and moves my hands away taking over massaging my scalp. His fingers in my hair feel so good. “Tell me.” He whispers in my ear.

“I was just-...I was remembering last night in your office when I was on your desk, and I really really wanted you to slap my ass when you were fucking me, but I knew it would be too loud, so I didn’t ask.”

Dean’s hands drop to my hips and he squeezes me hard. He moans into my ear “Jesus Care. You’re killing me here.”

I turn to look at him. His cock is already starting to grow again. I look back up at him. “I am getting pruney.”

Dean laughs. “I don’t care. You get me worked up like this on purpose.”

I laugh and quickly step out of the shower before he can stop me. “Just want to make sure you know what’s at stake before our date. You better come to impress.”

I wrap my towel around myself and go to leave. Right before I walk out the door, I turn around. Dean has his bottom lip pulled between his teeth and his eyes were definitely staring at my ass. I raise a brow at him when his eyes shoot back up to mine after he realizes I turned around. He just smiles with his perfect teeth like he knows he got caught but doesn’t care. God this man is sexy. “What time are you picking me?” I joke.

He smiles back at me. “I just have to make a couple of calls this morning. I figured we would head out after lunch.

“Sounds good.”

I head back to my room and close the door behind me. I lean against the door and smile. I haven’t been this happy in as long as I can remember. Now to pick out something to wear. I text Ally “SOS. C

all me.” I need to fill her in on the details of what has happened since she left me at the diner. Plus she always seems to know exactly what outfit I should wear.

???

“So you’re telling me, you almost had kinky bathroom sex at the cafe, got banged against a desk, and then again in the shower all in 24 hours? Damn woman. I haven’t even had a guy text me back in that amount of time.” I laugh at Ally. Well, when she puts it that way, it does sound a little over the top.