“I love the way you touch me,” she admitted. “And I need you to take your shirt off so we’re skin to skin.”
“Anything for you,” he said into her hair. He made quick work of ditching his shirt and pressed his bare chest to her naked back.
A small hiss escaped her.
She’d worn pants today. His hands followed the contour of her upper torso, down her sides to her hips. He traced his finger along her waistband, just to feel her quiver from his touch. Then he unhooked the clasp on the inside of her pants and pulled down the zipper, all the while letting his mouth drag openmouthed kisses across her shoulders.
As soon as her pants were loose, he pushed the soft fabric down her hips and over the curve of her ass until they pooled around her ankles. “Step out of them and kick off the shoes.”
Even when Shiori shifted sideways, he kept his hands and his mouth on her, not only in a show of control, but as a constant reminder he couldn’t get enough of her.
Knox put his lips at the base of her neck, following the ridges of her spine with his tongue all the way down until he had to drop to his knees. Now her mouthwatering ass was right in his face.
Nice.
He hooked his fingers into the sides of her black panties and pulled them down, eliminating the last barrier between them.
When she kicked her underwear aside, he tapped on the insides of her calves as a signal to widen her stance.
Then he teased those dimples above her ass with his lips until the fine hairs stood on end and she tried to rub her thighs together. It was very tempting to give her a good, hard smack on the ass to make her stay still, but he wasn’t sure how far he could push her. So he opted to distract her, pressing against her lower back and changing the angle of her hips.
Her breathing had become erratic, and he glanced up to see her breath fogging the window.
He allowed himself a small grin before he zeroed in on his next target. Moving his hands down the outside of her butt, he placed his thumbs just inside the crack of her ass so he could pull her cheeks apart. Then he dragged his tongue down the split, lifting her slightly so he could reach that pink pucker.
Shiori cried out, “Oh god,” at the first wet lash of his tongue.
He swirled his tongue around the outside of the tight rosette, lapping at it until the muscle loosened. Then he jammed his tongue inside.
Another loud gasp echoed to him and he felt her legs start to shake.
His cock pulsed. He’d gotten so lost in the chance to touch and taste Shiori however he wanted that he’d forgotten his body’s needs.
That’s your submissive nature. Making sure your Mistress is satisfied before you are.
And for once, his male ego didn’t argue. It just urged him to get on with it.
After one last long lick where he got his first taste of the juices flowing from her pussy, he pushed to his feet. Somehow he managed to get his pants down and the condom on one-handed because he kept a hand on her at all times. When they’d first become physical, she’d demanded some part of him be touching her all the time. And now he needed that connection as much as she did.
Knox planted a kiss on her shoulder. There was a ledge above the heater that might be rough on her knees, but it put her at the perfect height. Keeping hold of her hips, he said, “Knees on the ledge and then I want your hands on the window.”
As soon as she’d gotten into position, he rocked his pelvis to her ass. He held his cock in his left hand and spread his right hand between her hip bones, adjusting the angle and allowing his middle finger to connect with her clit.
And another swift intake of breath as he stroked her there.
He pushed inside her pussy slowly. Once he’d filled her with his cock, he said, “Hard and fast.”
Her “Yes” came out with a whimper.
Knox pulled out and impaled her. Again. And again. The sound of skin slapping against skin and Shiori’s soft grunt each time he bottomed out inside her echoed in the small space.
Now the window had a wider patch of steam from their combined heavy breathing. Her back was slick with sweat, as was his chest, making them stick together.
He rubbed on her clit gently, knowing she didn’t like aggressive touches at the start. But the harder and longer he pounded into her, the wetter she got, and he could increase the speed of his strokes.
When Shiori’s body went stiff beneath him, he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head aside to get at her neck. At the touch of his lips to her damp skin, goose bumps erupted and she moaned.
“I love fucking you. I love everything about how we are together. The sounds, the scents, the tastes, the feeling of your body moving against mine.”