Page 146 of Muted

Chuckling, I bend down to kiss them away, then kiss her eyes, eyebrows, and finally the tip of her nose. “I like your tears,” I whisper. The incredulous way she’s gaping at me makes me laugh. “Because,” I drag out. “It means you’re vulnerable with me. I love that you don’t hide it away and let me be witness to it.”

Rolling her eyes at me, clearly thinking I’m not serious, I get in her face, our noses bumping from how close I am. “You don’t believe me? Because I mean every word. I fuckinglovethat you don’t hide from me. Do you want to know why?”

She knows I’m not fucking around with her now. Swallowing loudly, she shakes her head jerkily once, eyes wide on me. Standing to my full height, I take a step forward, forcing her to step back until her body hits the cold tile. Planting my hands on either side of her shoulders, I drop my chin to my chest to take in the way her nipples are pebbling only inches from my chest.

Grasping her shoulders, I turn her to face the wall. Her head is under the shower of water, so I gather her hair up to soak it and let it fall straight down her back. I take my time smoothing my hand over the length. The calming strokes eventually have her leaning forward to press her head to the shower wall. She’s melting under my touch, and I couldn’t be more pleased about that.

“That feels really good,” she whispers into the wall. There are goosebumps popping up across her skin, and I know it’s not because she’s chilled.

Stepping closer, I let my body just graze her skin and my cock nestles between her thighs, just below her ass. “I’m glad,” I murmur, running my hand down her hair again and trailing my fingers over the skin of her lower back. Following a path I decide, I run them over to her side, then press my palm against her lower stomach to pull her tight against me.

“I love that you don’t hide from me because it means I know when you’re happy,” I tell her, kissing her shoulder. “I know when you’re upset.” My lips move to the crook of her neck, and she drops her head to the side. “When you’re pissed off.” I nip the skin behind her ear, smiling when she shivers.

My hand slides up from her stomach to cup her breast, molding the flesh to feel the weight of her. With a pulsing cock, I shift my hips forward and let my shaft slide between her clenched thighs, groaning at the sensation.

I trail my parted lips over the side of her jaw, cupping the other side of her face to turn her toward me. “I can tell when you’re turned on.” Punctuating my statement with another thrust, she gasps against the cool tiles, then meets my tongue with hers. Only the tips can reach each other, but I flick hers, my eyes rolling at the first taste tonight.

Releasing her face, I drop my hand to her thigh and tap the inside to get her to widen her legs. She parts them, planting her hands on the wall as our tongues continue to battle. Dipping my head lower, I deepen our kiss as I slowly slide the head of my cock against her folds.

Lifting my head away from hers, I reach down to grab hold of my shaft, guiding the tip to her entrance and press it against her opening. Her eyes slowly open to meet mine. Bending my knees slightly, I push just the tip inside, both of us inhaling silently at the feel of joining together for the first time.

“You don’t have to say a word to me. I can see on your face right now that you fucking love me. It’s written over every inch of your skin.” I push inside further, settling another few inches inside. “The way your brows are pinched together, and your pupils are enlarged.” I drop my eyes to gaze at her chest over her shoulder. “Your nipples are hard enough to cut glass, bouncing with every breath you suck in.”

Sliding out and then tilting my hips up, I bury myself to the hilt. “But it’s the way you’re looking at me right now. Your eyes don’t hide any secrets from me, do they, babygirl?”

I pull out and thrust again. Susu’s head falls back to hit my chest. “No!” she cries out, pushing her ass against me to keep me inside when I withdraw slowly. I’m not sure if she’s answering my question or yelling at me for pulling away, but I chuckle low at the sound of her desperation.

Running my lips over her cheek, I whisper, “So tell me then. Tell me you love me, so I can tell you I do, too.”

Gasping when I fuck into her again, she cries out, “Ido. I love you.”

With a growl, I wrap an arm across the front of her body, my arm tucked under her breasts, and begin to fuck her at a steady pace. “That’s fucking right, you do,” I say, grunting against her skin. “You’re everything to me. I won’t ever give you up. I love you too fucking much for that.”

I push her into the wall. Keeping my arm around her body, my free hand reaches up to wind her hair into my fist until my hand is buried to the roots. Turning her head to the side, I kiss her over her shoulder as I bury myself over and over into her tight heat, melting further with every thrust.

My fingers dig into the skin of her side, wanting her closer. Lifting her to her toes with deep strokes, I let the sound of her moans wash over me, filling me to the brim, like it’s my own goddamn song she’s singing to me.

Chanting my praise for her, I repeat myself, overcome by how incredible she feels and being inside of her for the first time. “Babygirl, you’re taking me so good. Fuck, you feel amazing. So good… So fucking good, baby…”

“Ches”—I cut her off with a hard thrust—“ter. I… I want more,” she begs, and fuck does she beg so prettily.

Yanking myself free from her body, her cry is in anger this time. She spins around, eyes flashing with a hint of fury at depriving her of my cock. “Climb me, babygirl,” I order, opening my hands for her. The way she throws her body into my arms makes me grin as I take a step back.

My babygirl wraps her arms around my neck and jumps up, locking her ankles just above my ass. She shifts her hips around until I’m lined up again before she sinks down. “Fuck me,” she moans, head falling back. I know she must be sore after the way Theo and Vance fucked her together, but looking at her face, there’s no sign of discomfort.

“Hell yes I will.” Pressing her against the wall, I grip her ass and bounce her over me, driving into her on every downstroke. Widening my feet, I brace one hand on the wall to gain better leverage. Susu’s mouth falls to my shoulder and bites down, crying loudly the harder I fuck her.

I’m not even prepared for it when her pussy clamps down on me as her hips kick up quickly, rotating so I’m as deep as possible, screaming into my skin. “Jesus!Fuck, babygirl. Keep coming like that,” I bite out, pressing my lips to her ear.

I pull us from the wall to wrap both arms around her as she trembles in my arms, still latched to my shoulder and nails dug into the skin of my back. She squeals and kicks her heels into my ass to keep herself from falling, which is ridiculous because I’d never fucking drop her.

Tightening my hold, I pin her to me, the pulsing of her walls enough to take me over the edge. I bury my face in her neck, holding both of us still as my shaft and head swell, pumping jets of cum into her. She’s holding her breath, everything silent around us aside from the spray of the water. It’s as if a bubble surrounds us and our only focus is my cock moving inside of her as I come down from my orgasm.

I can’t move.

I can only hold her to me, hugging her as if my life depended on her touch to keep the heart in my chest beating.

I’m not sure when she released her teeth from my skin, but she’s content with her cheek on my shoulder, her every exhale tickling my water-soaked skin. My girl is clinging to me just as fiercely as I’m holding her. There’s a lot of effort to shift us mere inches further under the water, but it’s necessary. I don’t want her feeling chilled as I hold her against my body.

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