Unconditional

Water trickles down her body in rivulets. I want to kneel in front of her and catch every drop of water that drips off of her with my tongue. Her nipples pucker under my gaze making the points erect and I grit my teeth to stop from pulling them into my mouth. My eyes wander over her perfect body and she shifts nervously.

She must sense my apprehension because she drops her arms. “How far can we go?”

“I wish we’d set some boundaries first, because right now…looking at you naked and wet I just want to pin you to the wall and fuck the life out of you.”

“I’m not opposed.”

What did you expect, Cal? “Maddie…”

“What? Is this really all about my birthday? I’ll be eighteen in less than a week. Besides isn’t seventeen the age of consent in like half the states and sixteen in a number of them too?” she argues. What are you going to do when she’s legal?

“It’s about a whole lot of things.”

She takes a step forward and I freeze. “Don’t be nervous,” she whispers as her hands find my chest. She runs them up my chest and to my shoulder and stands on her tippy toes, planting a gentle kiss to my lips. “Do you love me?”

I look down at her and the sincerity in her eyes washes over me like the warm water raining down on us. “You know I do.”

“Then touch me. Please. I’m so desperate to know what your fingers feel like inside me. What your tongue feels like there. Maybe you don’t want to fuck me yet. But please, please God, touch my pussy.”

I feel her words shooting through me like an electric current. “Jesus, Maddie. Where did you learn to say things like that?”

“Porn.” She smiles wickedly.

My fingers find her nipple and I rub it between my thumb and index finger. “I feel sick. Thinking of all the depraved things I want to do to you.”

Stop touching her.

“You’re not sick.” She gasps when I flick her nipple. “But these depraved things…tell me.”

“These tits,” I grumble as I put my hands on both and push them together. “I want to slide my cock between them and thrust over and over until your silky skin jerks me off and I come all over them. I’ll come so hard and so much that some gets on your face, coating your pouty lips and I’ll watch you lick it off. Lick my cum off your tits because every drop of it belongs in your body somehow. Your mouth, your pussy, your asshole. I want to drain my cock in every one of your holes.” I press her against the wall, letting my cock rub against her stomach making me harder than granite. “You think I don’t want to touch you? Believe me, baby, the second I touch you with my tongue or my fingers, I’ll never stop touching you. I’m fucking dying for a taste of your perfect pussy. This pussy that’s belonged to me for longer than anyone would deem appropriate.” My hands snake down and spread her puffy lips. “Once I have a taste, I’m never going to want to give you up, Maddie. So, I hope you’re not planning to ask me to.”

I rub the lips of her pussy, not pushing inside and she shudders at my touch. “Never. I want you. Forever.” She gasps as one finger pushes between her folds and rubs her clit gently. “Oh my God,” she sobs and I actually see the tears forming in her eyes. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.” She holds my face in her hands. “You make me whole, Cal.” Her cheeks turn pink and she looks down at where we’re connected. “Please don’t ever give me up.”

I trail kisses down her face, her neck and over her shoulder as I continue to rub her sex. I feel her words in my heart and my head and my dick and it makes me want to give her everything. Marriage, a baby, everything she could ever want.

Is that where this is going?

One leg wraps around me, opening up her sex even more. “What do you want?” I ask her as I begin to rub her clit harder, I dip a finger into her sex and she’s practically soaking which makes my mouth water and cum

pool at the tip of my cock.

She looks up at me, emotions swimming in her blue pools that are highlighted by thick eyelashes that hold drops of water from the shower. “Everything,” she whispers.

“Be more specific.” Say the words, Maddie.

“I didn’t know that I could ask for it?”

I pull away from her slightly, my fingers still in her most intimate place and eye her curiously. “Why?”

“I mean I don’t know if it’s possible.”

“When have I ever denied you anything? Anything you want it’s yours.”

“Even…you?” Her eyes stare into mine and for a moment I feel like I can’t breathe from the rawness of her question. My heart squeezes as the words form and move through my body to sit on the tip of my tongue.

I clear my throat. The hot water, the steam, the naked woman all adding to the intensity of the moment. “Even me.” My voice is hoarse and laced with arousal. I’ve been with a number of women in my past but never have I felt so vulnerable or intimate with a woman in my life. Never has a woman expressed such a need for me that I felt with every fiber of my being. Every part of her calls out to every part of me and I want to protect it and keep it away from anyone and everyone who would say what we have is wrong.

Dirty.