“Ellis?”
“You feel like silk,” I murmured, transfixed by the sight of her nipple tightening with each pass over it. “Each time I think I’ve seen you at your most beautiful, something else happens, and I start all over again.”
Skimming a hand down her side and around to the base of her spine, the other one gently nudging her shoulder backward so that she was under the spray of the water, I watched as the soap bubbles ran down her body, until there wasn’t any left behind. Patience completely shot, I raised her back up again and leaned down, taking her lips as I pulled her out from under the spray. Using the arm that had supported her lower back, I closed any distance between us so that we were pressed tightly against each other, while my other hand tipped her head slightly to the side heating the kiss up even more. I was so caught up in her, that I jumped when her hand skimmed down my side making my crotch rub against hers.
I don’t know who moved us, but we were soon up against the tiled wall, one of her hands gripping the back of my neck, the other digging her nails into the small of my back, encouraging me to grind into her again and again. Running my hand up her back, I encountered the strap of her bra and gave it a tug to pull it down her arms as she lowered them, and then let it fall onto the floor. As soon as she put her hands back on my sides, I slipped my thigh between hers, using it to lift her onto her tiptoes, and leaned down to pull a nipple between my lips. “Ellis,” she moaned, her nails scratching my sides as she dug them in when I sucked. It wasn’t a protest or a warning moan, it was a moan that said she enjoyed what I was doing, so I did it again. Letting it go, I kissed my way over to the other side and gave the other one the same treatment, dipping the tips of my fingers under the waistband of her thong at the same time. I’d grind Jose down on to my thigh with every tug on her nipple, listening carefully to each noise that came out of her. I might have been fully invested in what we were doing and praying that it ended with me inside her, but I was still aware that this might be going too fast for Jose, so I paid attention to each moan and groan. When she continued to encourage me, lifting her other breast in her hand, I did as she wanted and moved across to it giving it a hard suck once I had it between my lips. Moving my hand around to the front of her panties, I slowly swept my fingers down across her lace covered mound. I don’t care how experienced you are with women, if she has wet panties on and you’re in water, you’ll never be able to tell what wetness belongs to her. You can definitely feel her heat, though – and Jose’s pussy was on fire. With one last tugging suck, I let her nipple go with an audible pop and kissed my way up her neck to her mouth, moving my hand so that my palm cupped her tightly. Keeping it in place, I rubbed my middle finger back and forth, feeling the dip of her slit through the material and pushing in to find her clit. I could only just feel it because the material was too tight to allow me to do anything apart from skim over it, so I lifted my head and watched her face as I used my index finger to pull the gusset of her panties to the side, and then dipped my middle finger in to find what I was looking for. I didn’t have to search, it was right there as soon as I skimmed through her folds, the hard bundle of nerves surrounded by her wetness this time.
Moving my finger over it in the shape of an eternity symbol, I watched her lean her head back against the wall and clench her eyes shut as she bit her lower lip. Throughout all of this, her lower body never stopped moving. With my thigh still between hers, she crushed my finger between my leg and her core whenever she rolled her hips, varying the pressure of the digit rubbing her clit by herself. It was erotic as fuck to watch her get herself off, and would more than likely be the stuff of every man’s wet dreams to feel – although I didn’t want any guy dreaming about Jose. She was mine, and even if this stopped right here or as she was screaming into my mouth as she came, she was going to stay mine. Dropping my thigh slightly so that I could move my hand deeper under her, I searched for her entrance, desperate now to feel how warm and tight she was. Jose was every fantasy I’d ever had, and everything I’d never known I’d be able to have at the same time, so when I found it and pushed my finger into her, I almost came in my wet boxers. The fantasies paled in comparison to the reality as I pushed my middle finger into a tightness, I didn’t know was possible. Going slowly, and stretching her with each press in, I focused on what I was doing and the effects each movement had on her thanks to the expressions that played across her face. I added my index finger on the next withdrawal and slowly pushed both of them back inside her together. As I reached the base of my fingers, the knuckle of my thumb bumped her clit, and she came, clenching hard, and biting into the right side of my chest. I didn’t let up once, continuing to pump them in and out of her through all of it, wishing it was my cock instead. I didn’t regret that it wasn’t because the feeling of her spasming around my fingers was fucking amazing, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t trying to picture what it would feel like on my dick instead.