I haven’t turned around, but I hear his sharp intake of breath. When I feel something hard pressing into my back, I know he’s stripped his clothes off, too. Need runs through me.
“Don’t turn around,” he growls into the side of my neck. I do as he says, holding my arms by my sides and shivering in anticipation.
His hands come up and cup my tits. I love the way he pinches my nipples, making them ache like crazy. Then he takes hold of my hips and walks me toward the shower, prodding me with his erection. He turns on the water, and clouds of steam fill the room.
When his hand slides between my legs, I moan. I’m already wet for him. Already thinking how much I need that hard rod inside me. As we enter the shower, he keeps working at my pussy, spreading my wetness all over, teasing me with light touches. I lean back against his body as the hot water cascades all around.
He thrusts two fingers inside me and I start to pant.
“You wanna come like this?” he growls.
“Yes,” I gasp out.
“Not happening.” He withdraws his hand.
I make a sound of disappointment. “Why not?”
“Because you’re going to come around my cock. I want to feel this little pussy milking the seed out of me.” At last, he flips me around.
His cock is huge, swollen, pre-cum dripping out of the head. He lets me wrap my hand around it. When I stroke it up and down, his knees start to tremble. I love that I can affect him like this. It’s so darn sexy, this huge, powerful man, quaking at my touch. Now it’s my turn to tease him. I go slow, then fast, play with his balls a little. All the while, I watch the ecstasy and frustration playing out on his handsome face.
“Jessica—” he grits out.
In a moment, I’m swept up in his arms, pinned against the shower tiles, and his monster cock is forcing its way into my pussy.
So darn big. But now he’s gotten my virginity, it goes in a little easier. He forces himself into me—little by little, small thrusts—until he hits home. I let out a wild cry. His whole cock is buried balls-deep in my pussy. Everything is hot and wet and slippery and delicious. We kiss hard and deep as he holds me in his arms and fucks me against the wall, while the water pours all around us.
“Feels so good, Ethan,” I gasp.
“Just like fucking in a storm. But better. Because no way am I letting anyone get a look at this little body. It’s mine now, Jessica, you understand that? Mine to fuck. Mine to pleasure. This is the only cock you’ll ever know.”
He looks so wild and possessive, as he hammers me and hammers me. Ethan’s cock is the only one I’ll ever want, I think as my pussy spasms around his girth and I come all over him again.
When he eases me down to the ground, I gaze at his cock, confused. He hasn’t come yet?
“I’m gonna take you to the bedroom.” He turns off the shower, grabs a soft towel and dries me with it. I’m struck by how tender and patient he’s being, when his whole body is trembling and twitching with need, and his cock looks fit to burst.
When he’s satisfied that I’m perfectly dry, he dries himself off fast, then he takes my hand and leads me to the master bedroom. His cock is jutting out in front of him, like its raw power is leading us there.
I can feel myself trembling, too. I sense this is different. Something important is going to happen.
He lays me down on the comforter, and he spreads my thighs and stares at my pussy like he can’t get enough of looking at it. Then he flips me onto my front and lifts up my hips. I arch my back for him. I have no idea what I’m doing, but it feels right.
His breath catches. “Fuck,” he murmurs. “What a sight, honeybun.”
I feel the tip of his cock running up and down, between my lips. “You want this inside you again?” he growls.
“Yeah,” I gasp out. The feel of it is driving me crazy.
“Show me.”
I shift my entrance to exactly the right spot and push back on it.
“That’s it,” he growls. “Grip my cock with your tiny pussy.”
His fingers bite into my hips as he pushes himself into me.Whoa,it goes deep like this. His hips press down, pinning me against the mattress. Then he fucks me in long, powerful strokes. Arching over me like the fierce beast he is.
Suddenly, I feel his teeth, grazing the back of my neck. I stop breathing.