“I don’t care,” I moan, reaching for him, but he steps back. Stripping off his clothes until he’s naked.
“I do. I told you, baby. You don’t belong in the dirt.”
He steps into the shower, lathering up as the steam billows. I watch for a moment, reveling in the sight of him: his hard muscles, the mysterious tattoos…
All mine.
I climb down, and slip out of my clothes, joining him in the huge shower stall. I snake my arms around him, soaping him up, letting my hands trail over every inch of him.
Nero groans.
“I missed you,” I whisper, kissing his naked back. “I had to spend the whole night without you. You haven’t been inside me for days.”
Nero spins around, pinning me back against the tiled wall. “Dammit, baby. You’ve got a filthy mouth.”
“You love it,” I whisper, arching up, slick and naked against him.
“Fuck yeah, I do.”
Nero runs his hands down my sides, tracing my curves. My body is a live wire, aching for his touch. When he bends his head to lick over my breasts, I shudder in pleasure, pressing closer to the thick, stiff ridge between us. I wrap my hand around his cock and start to pump.
He bucks against me, groaning as he sucks wetly on one nipple. “Fuck, that feels so good,” he says, voice growing labored. “Tighter baby, warm me up for your cunt.”
I moan, gripping harder. His hand slips between my legs, and finds my slick core, rubbing at my clit and delving his fingers into my wetness. Our eyes lock, and for a moment, we’re suspended there under the water, matching each other stroke for stroke, breath for breath, barreling to the edge of chaos.
Then Nero grips my waist, lifting me, pinning me back against the wall. “Wider, baby,” he growls, as I spread my legs to allow him access, wrapping them around his waist. “Let me all the way in.”
He finds my entrance, and sinks in deep, stretching me out around his thick, weighty cock.
Fuck.
I throw back my head and groan from the sweet intrusion, the friction adding to the inferno building inside. “Yes, Nero, God yes.”
He grinds up into me, holding me there, impaled on his dick. “So goddamn tight. Baby, your pussy doesn’t want to let me go.”
“So don’t go,” I gasp, struggling for purchase. I grip his shoulders, and thrust against him, raising and lowering myself on his cock. “Stay right here, where you belong.”
Nero lets out a ragged curse at that. His eyes flash with passion, as he withdraws, then pistons into me again. “Not going anywhere,” he vows, fucking me deeper. “Going to give this pussy everything she deserves.”
I let out a strangled cry of pleasure as he pulls back and drives forward again, finding an incredible rhythm that sends me wild with every stroke. He’s so strong, lifting me up, holding me in place, and that’s almost as much of a turn-on as the look in his eyes, the one that tells me he’s just as crazy as I am. The pleasure is overwhelming.
I’m already teetering at the edge of ecstasy.
“Oh God,” I cry out, my heart hammering so hard that I swear I can hear it echoing in my ears. “Nero… I’m going to… Gonna…”
“Do it,” he growls out between clenched teeth. “Drip that sugar all over my cock. Show me how you need it.”
His dirty words seal the deal, and my orgasm shatters me. I buck against him, and his hands tighten on my ass. He’ll probably leave bruises, but I don’t care. It’ll be a reminder of this, the perfection of the moment as he finds his own release. His cock leaps inside of me, and he buries his face in my neck, nipping the skin there as he lets out an animal groan, shuddering in my arms.
As we both come back down to earth, I know that our fates are completely intertwined now. I’ve made my choice, and it’s him.
Maybe I’m crazy, but I can’t go back now. This flame will consume me.
And I can’t get enough.