He dropped the washcloth and lifted my left leg up. I could feel the thick, mushroomed head of him rubbing at my aching entrance, teasing me. He definitely didn’t fight fair.
Jacob was balls-deep inside of me in less than a moment later, unable to help himself. I held on for dear life, the hot water sluicing down us as he fucked me hard against the shower wall and I desperately tried to grasp his slippery skin.
“Fuck,” he groaned loudly, shoving himself deeper and faster into me. I wanted him to slow down, but then I reminded myself that we had all night and then some for the slow torture I had in mind. I was definitely good with him pounding away at my pussy like there was no tomorrow.
The tension began to curl up in my stomach and lower still, and I knew I was close. But when Jacob lifted my other leg up and kept me there by sheer power, I screamed, coming louder than ever before as the stars broke behind my eyelids and my scream was lost to the sound of the water rushing in my ears.
He put me down carefully but turned me to face the wall, smacking my ass over and over, surely leaving red marks behind as he shoved himself inside of me.
Using my hair as his leverage, Jacob held on tightly and fucked me frantically as I rubbed my clit, dying to come again.
“Fuck, fuck. God… damn… your pussy… UNGH,” he shouted, slamming home and releasing his cum deep inside of me just as I clenched my tight walls around him and felt wave after wave of my own pleasure washing over me.
It was the first of many times that night, and when we were finally finished, collapsing against each other on the bed, I felt more satisfied than I had ever felt before.
I trailed my fingers in lazy circles around his chest, listening to his heartbeat coming down. “What do you think the news will say once they start seeing us together out in public more?”
There was a soft chuckle. “Stripper and mayor’s ridiculously sexy daughter caught up in an absolutely normal relationship? More at 11:00.”
I grinned. “Yeah, it would make for a pretty boring headline. So much for our fifteen minutes of fame!”
Jacob pulled me up until I was nestled in the crook of his neck, still wrapped up in the warm sheets. “Thank God.”
THANK YOU