Page 15 of Silver Foxed

She looks shocked for a moment, but then she pulls back from me and stands with a siren smile pulling at the corners of her mouth. The lights from beneath the water light up her body, and I’m mesmerized by the way the water droplets run down the curves of her skin and slip into the valley of her breasts.

The jets kick up water around my calves, and my breath quickens as Alex reaches behind her to undo the clasp of her forest-green bikini top. Once the material is off, she throws it, the fabric making a wet plopping noise as it lands on the ground nearby. She bites her lip then runs a finger down her chest, my eyes tracking the movement. My hand moves to my cock, fisting it while she teases me. He and I are both happy that I can now see her bare, perfectly round, light-pink areolae and revel in how tight her nipples are for me despite the hot water.

“You’re touching what’s mine, Elijah,” she tuts, her voice low and dangerous.“I want to admire you first.” I pump my cock up and down slowly while she watches me do it. “Then you can play all you want.”

She licks her lips and palms her heavy breasts that are painted with freckles, squeezing them together. More sexual acts I’d like to do with her fill my mind, images of burying not only my face between them but my cock, too.

“Are you wet for me, Alex?”

She nods, pinching her nipples now.

“Will you show me?”

She doesn’t miss a beat as she takes one hand from her breast and slips it down into the water, beneath the high waist of her bottoms. She lets out a small moan that goes straight to my straining length as her fingers encounter her folds.

When she pulls them back out, her hands are wet from the water, but I can see the slick arousal there, which means she’s weeping for me. Taking my hand from my cock, I remove my trunks the rest of the way and open my legs for her.

“Come here,” I request, my voice low. “But don’t put that hand back in the water.”

She steps forward, her eyes remaining on mine as she offers me her fingers without me having to ask. I take her wrist and open my mouth, placing the wet digits between my lips to suck them clean. A whimper escapes her as she sees me savor the flavor of her. A mixture of the saltwater and her tart pussy explodes on my tongue. When I’ve gotten it all, I slide her fingers from my mouth and kiss her palm.

“Elijah,” she breathes. “Can I please touch you now?”

I suck the pulse point on her wrist. “You want to take care of my cock, Alex?”

“Yes. Very much.”

I smile against her delicate skin, leaning back so I can place her hand on my cock. When her soft palm wraps around it, my breath hitches in my throat. I press my hands down beside me to keep my balance, gripping the edge of the tub as she starts to jack me in slow, measured strokes, exactly how she saw me do it myself.

“Does that feel good?” she asks, her eyes never leaving mine.

“More than good,” I manage to say. I’m glad I took the edge off earlier in the shower or I would’ve come from the few strokes of her hand.

Alex shifts, sinking her free hand into one of my thighs before kneeling again.

“Are you comfortable like that?” I ask.

She giggles. “I’m fine, Mr. Serious.” Then she bows her head and licks the ruddy tip of my cock, her warm, wet tongue lapping up the pre-cum that’s gathered on the swollen head.

“Yes, Alex,” I say on an exhale, my head dropping back as my hips thrust up, seeking more. I get my wish as she darts her tongue out again, swirling it around before sucking on the tip and sliding her hand down my shaft.

“God, that feels good.” I moan, my chin dropping down so I can watch her every movement.

Her green eyes are staring up at me as her mouth descends on my cock, her lips stretching wide to take my girth. As they slip down, a bead of sweat drips from the crown of her ginger hair as water splashing up from between her bare breasts hits her chin. It’s erotic, sensual, and completely and utterly filthy.

Alex smiles with her eyes while she takes the hand on my cock down to cup my balls, rolling them in her palm as she feeds more of me into her mouth. Unable to keep myself from touching her, I take one of my hands and grip the base of her skull, my fingers tangling in her damp hair. Since we’ve never done this together before, I don’t know how much she can take or how rough she likes it, but the way she relaxes her tongue against me gives me the information I need.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” I say, my voice sounding almost as if I’m an entirely different man, one completely overtaken by his sex drive. One completely overtaken by the incredible woman who’s freely offered herself to me.

She hums around me, her nails digging into my thigh as if to urge me on. I place my hand further up on her head, my fingers framing the elastic of her ponytail, then I push her down as I piston my hips upward. My cock disappears further into her mouth before I pull her back up again, the tight skin glistening with her saliva as I work her back down again.

“You feel so good,” I moan, slowly fucking her face, not going too hard yet so she can get used to my length and girth. Her mouth is about halfway down when she hollows her cheeks, sucking me. “Yes, Alex. Just like that,” I praise.

She hums again and takes more of me on her own. I thrust my hips up harder at the same time, the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat. She gags, her eyes watering.

“Are you okay?” I ask, not wanting to hurt her.

She doesn’t pull away to answer; instead, she takes her hand from my balls and runs a finger over the sensitive skin behind them. The action surprises me, as no one’s ever touched me there before, but the sensation causes me to buck into her mouth. She gags again, more this time, but she still doesn’t falter, swallowing me down as she breathes through her nose.

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