Page 14 of Born To Be Bad

“You never have to ask,” I reply. “As if I’d ever say no to having a naked goddess in my shower.”

Besides, it’s our shower now; Ivy is not a guest here. I watch as she peels her clothes off. Just seeing her undress makes me hard. I turn the shower on.

“Do you feel at home here?” I ask.

She hesitates, considering her answer. “I feel more at home here than I ever did in my flat.”

“What would make you feel more at home?”

Perhaps she wanted her favorite foods in the fridge. I have no experience in this kind of thing. All I know is that since she moved in, there’s been a light in the house that’s never been here before. She looks at me a while longer, thinking. I strip my clothes off. It’s a relief to shed them.

“I love this house,” Ivy says. “I love Brumilde and the dogs. But, honestly, I think I’d feel at home anywhere as long as I’m with you.”

I stride over and pick her up. She giggles. “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to clean you,” I say, heading to the steamy bathroom.

She laughs. “Are you saying I’m dirty?”

“No. But I do love it when you are dirty.”

I pour shower gel onto a loofah and soap up every inch of Ivy’s skin. I work in gentle circles, polishing her body from her neck to her toes and kissing her as I work my way down. When I get to her feet she giggles.

“Ticklish,” she says.

Something about the way she’s laughing makes me want her even more. I drop the loofah and press her up against the wall. The jets of warm water massage my back as I push my chest into hers. I crush her lips with mine. She moans, and my cock hardens further against her belly.

I want to tell her how much I desire her, how sexy she is, but I don’t want to stop kissing her. Despite my force—or because of it—she softens under my touch, opening up to me, relaxing her body so that she is putty in my hands. When she is soft and open like this she is so … penetrable. I want to explore her every hole.

I moan into her mouth, and she returns it as I seek out her clit with my slippery fingers. I’m so fucking hard. I’m kissing her deep, rocking myself into the narrow divot beside her jutting hipbone while I massage her pussy. Despite the rush of the water, I can hear and feel her moan.

“Alistair,” she gasps. “Please fuck me.”

Needing no further encouragement, I grab the shower lube while Ivy turns toward the wall and puts her left foot up onto the tiled ledge, holding onto the railing for support. It turns me on so much that I grit my teeth. My slippery cock finds her entrance immediately as if it has a mind of its own. Ivy gasps with the first inch.

“Jesus,” she says. “So hard.”

“Yes,” I reply. “Hard for you. Can never get enough of you.”

I work another inch inside. It feels so fucking good. So tight.

Ivy gasps again. “Fuck.”

“You ready for more?” I haven’t prepared her, so it might feel like too much.

“Yes,” she hisses. “Yes. I want all of you.”

I ease my way in. Even though I’m going slowly, Ivy cries out when I’m in all the way. I stay like that for a while, giving her a moment to get used to me. Her body is stiff. I stay inside while I massage her boobs and pinch her nipples. Gradually, her body relaxes again and that's when I know I can start moving inside her. She arches her back, lifting her ass to encourage me. It's an invitation I can't resist. I start rocking into her, and when I feel her rhythm matching mine, I start fucking her in earnest. Ivy cries out again. I drive myself into her over and over until she is moaning so loudly I’m grateful for the soundproofing in the room. But I need to see her face.

I pull out, spin her around, and kiss her hard.

“Fuck, Alistair,” she whispers into my mouth. “I love you. I love your body. I love your cock. Fuck me.”

Her head lols back when I penetrate her again. Her muscles contract, which surprises me. I’m sure I haven’t worked hard enough to make her come. I squeeze her breast harder with my left hand and strum her clit with my right. She’s panting, mouth open, eyes scrunched closed.

“Yes. Harder,” she urges. “Right there. Right there.”

I drive my cock harder, deeper, faster. “Like this?” I’m out of breath.

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