She was driving him fucking mad.
On the next swallow, he knew it was game over. “Shit, I’m so fucking close, Tal. You gonna swallow it, baby? You gonna suck down all my cum when I fill that pretty mouth?”
She might have him at her mercy, but his words got to her. She whimpered as she met his gaze. The sight of her blissed-out from sucking him was more than he could take. He shouted as he arched off the shower wall, overpowering her hold on his hips. The movement jammed his dick down her throat. She gagged once before recovering in time to swallow his load as his balls erupted into her mouth.
“So fucking good. Baby, you’re so fucking perfect.” Wave after wave of molten pleasure pulsed through him, bucking his hips and spurting his soul through his dick. Talia gripped his hips, taking every drop he had to offer.
When he finally stopped coming, she shifted off her knees and sat on the shower floor opposite him with a sated smile asthough she’d been the one to have her brains sucked out of her body. Her lips were red and swollen from the stellar job she’d performed. Where was his camera when he needed it?
“That helped,” she said with a tired smirk.
Pulse barked a laugh. “It sure as fuck did. But you know what will help even more?”
She arched an eyebrow.
“Coming as hard as I just did,” he said as he lowered to his knees and sat back on his heels. The hard tile bit into his skin, but he ignored the discomfort as he reached for her. He took hold of her ankles.
“What are you doing?” she asked, her tone rife with suspicion.
It was his turn to smirk. “Returning the favor, of course.” He yanked, and she slid across the slippery shower floor onto her back with a yelp.
“Pulse!” The fact she could laugh so shortly after such a traumatic event had to be a good sign. “What are you doing?” she half shrieked, half laughed.
“Told you already.” He slid her toward him until he could reach her ass. He grabbed it in both hands and pulled her onto his bent knees.
“Oh shit.” Her legs splayed wide around him, giving him the perfect view of her soaked pussy.
He was starving for a taste, but there wasn’t enough room in the tiny shower for him to get in position to dive face-first into her pussy. He settled for sliding two thick fingers into her.
“Yes.” She moaned and arched her back off the floor. She pumped her hips in time with his fast fingering, chasing the epic release she deserved.
“That’s it, baby, work that pussy on my fingers.”
He thumbed her clit, and she whimpered. That little vulnerable sound after she’d owned him went straight to hishead. He wanted more of it. More of the Talia no one else saw. The open, exposed Talia he wanted all to himself.
“Pulse…”
His body blocked most of the shower spray, keeping her from getting waterboarded as she writhed on the slick floor. “You love it, don’t you? Love me working this needy pussy. Come on, baby, tell me.”
“Y-yes… I love it. It’s… oh, I’m gonna come.”
He’d never considered himself a sadist, but he withdrew his hand.
“No!” Talia shouted. “No, Pulse. Why?”
He flattened his hand against her lower belly. “Tell me how much you want it. Tell me how much you need me. Beg me for it.”
“Pulse…” she whispered. Vulnerability flashed in her gaze, along with indecision. This was hard for her. Taking over and driving him out of his mind was easy. She loved that. Thrived on it. But turn the tables, and she was so far out of her comfort zone she might tell him to fuck off, climb out of the shower, and finish herself off in the other room.
Her silence stretched. For a few agonizing seconds, he worried he’d pushed too far. Her body quivered, hovering so close to relief.
Let me give it to you. Trust me.
As though she heard his words, she met his gaze. “I n-need you, Pulse,” she whispered. “You… just you.”
Once she uttered the terrifying words, she seemed to regain her confidence. She locked her ankles behind his back and tilted her pelvis up with a sly smile.
“Make me come, Pulse. I know you want back inside me. I also know if I hadn’t sucked you so good, it’d be your cock inside me right now.”