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Exposed to You (One Night of Passion 2)

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“I’ve decided the last thing I want to do is wash away something so sweet,” she heard him say. He urged her to move between his long, bent legs. “Bend over. Put your hands on your knees and arch your back. I want to suck on your pussy, but you have to put it up next to my mouth.”

Pausing in the action of bending over, she glanced around in amazement at the rest of his instructions. She froze at the sight of his small, sexy smile and the gleam of arousal in his eyes.

“You asked to come into my shower. My territory. My rules,” he teased.

“I’ll remember that,” she said wryly, bending over farther.

“I hope so.”

He placed both hands on her ass, and she forgot to give him a repressive glance for his cockiness. Instead, she strove to do what he’d asked, looking over her shoulder to gauge approximately where his mouth was. She arched her back and sent her tailbone up higher. He gave a gratified grunt.

“Beautiful,” he said, stroking her bottom. He parted her ass cheeks. Joy felt her delicate tissues being exposed to the warm air. Her clit burned.

“I can’t wait to sink my tongue into you. But you’re going to have to come just an inch closer . . .”

Suddenly desperate to have his mouth on her, she sent her tailbone higher, her thighs tensing hard. She imagined there was a string jerking her rear end up toward the ceiling.

“That’s it. God, you’re a sight to see,” she heard him say thickly.

With no further ado, he sunk his tongue directly into her slit. It felt decadently erotic, standing there bent over, steam surrounding her and hot water splashing against her shoulder and back, while Everett tongue-fucked her. He squeezed her ass cheeks in his palms, spreading her wide for his consumption. She moaned uncontrollably. He lifted a hand, popping her bottom.

Her clit went from a burn to a sizzle.

As if Everett had known her response to his spanking, he swatted her again, the contact sounding brisk and volatile because of their wet skin. His tongue snaked between her thighs, lashing at her clit. He laved the sizzling flesh hard while he spanked her again and again, the sound of slapping flesh going off like gunfire in the closed-off space.

Joy wailed in pleasure. Her thighs began to tremor at the effort of holding the difficult position. The pain of tensing her muscles so rigidly spiked into her awareness, but nothing could compare with Everett’s talented, lashing tongue. She sensed her release, tensing even harder, pressing against him, ignoring the protest of her muscles. Just when she was on the edge of climax, his mouth was suddenly gone.

She cried out in disorientation.

“Shh,” Everett hushed from behind her, even though his voice sounded too tense to be really soothing. He pulled her down into his lap with a wet slapping noise. Her eyes sprang wide when she felt his rigid erection throbbing next to her ass, wedged between a buttock and his abdomen. “Lean over and touched your toes,” he rasped. “Do it, Joy,” he said, his voice breaking through the drugged haze of her arousal.

He held her bottom in his lap with one hand. She leaned forward so that her breasts crushed against her thighs and her fingers touched her feet. She sat in Everett’s lap, her cheek pressed against her leg, wondering what in the world he was going to do, breathless in anticipation and excitement. He moved slightly behind her. She felt him slide his hand between her body and his. They were pressed so close that she knew he took his cock into his own hand.

“Everett,” she moaned, suddenly wild with need. She tried to sit up. She wanted to see him touch himself, but he gently pushed her head back to her thighs.

“Stay still.”

“I want to see you,” she burst out.

“I’m lathering up my cock,” he muttered. “Can’t you feel it?”

Her clit twanged with arousal. She clenched her eyes shut. Yes, she could feel it perfectly; his hand moving between their bodies, sliding up and down the length of his erection. She ground her teeth together and backed up in his lap, desperate to feel more of the arousing sensation. He chuckled softly.

“Here. This will help you to feel it better.”

Her eyes opened wide when he spread her bottom cheeks and slid his thick, throbbing member into the crack. He pushed her buttocks together and, for an electric minute, thrust between her ass cheeks. He grunted in pleasure. Joy began to tremble. His hold on her was absolute. It was too much, feeling his throbbing cock burrowing in and out of the crack of her bottom, sliding against her asshole. It was vaguely shameful the way he used her flesh for his enjoyment. It was lewd and salacious and so exciting, she began to wiggle in his lap, wild for just the tad bit more stimulation she needed to come.

He slapped her bottom. “Stop squirming,” he

demanded tensely. “Sit still. I’m going to come like this.”

Tears mingled in the drops of water on her cheeks and thigh; not sad tears, but ones of frustration and pure, undiluted excitement. He tightened his hold on her ass and began to thrust into the crevice more forcefully, groaning. She loved the sound of him taking his pleasure, of feeling him stroking her so intimately.

He thrust his hips hard and tightened his hold on her ass. She felt his cock swell until it felt enormous and rigid pressed against her asshole, the thick head pulsing against the base of her spine.

He muttered a blistering curse. At the same moment she felt warm semen spurt against her spine, he reached around her and wedged his hand between her thighs. He jerked his arm, stimulating her clit forcefully. Joy screamed in surprise as climax ripped through her. She knew she’d been unusually aroused, but hadn’t realized she would ignite at first touch.

A minute later, she still leaned over, sitting in his lap, her breath finally slowing. Everett rinsed his semen from her back and continued to stroke her torso soothingly. Joy felt like her entire body could dissolve and swirl down the drain with the hot, rushing water.



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