Natalie groans and arches toward me. “I can’t take anymore. Fuck me. Please. Now.”
A growl rumbles through me. Leaning forward again, I push my tongue inside her with a slow, relentless thrust.
Buried deep, the spray of water on my skin barely enough to counteract the heat pounding through my veins, I lose control. Greedy for her, I lick and suck as if I were starved for her body, alternating between plunging inside her and circling her clit.
Natalie rocks against me, matching the rhythm of my thrusts. My cock is painfully hard, so exquisitely sensitive I feel every drop of water like a brand.
Her muscles tighten beneath my hands, and her inner walls flutter. Sensing she is close, I draw her clit between my teeth and nip with the gentlest of pressure.
Her back arches, head thudding against the wall as her climax takes her. “Oh God. Sam.”
There is nothing better than hearing Natalie scream my name.