Page 65 of Straightened Out

“It is cold,” I say huskily, watching as her eyes become more hooded with every stroke of my thumb. “We should probably fix that, huh?”

I give her tit one more squeeze before pulling my hand away. Her eyes open wider and shamelessly rake over me.

“How do you propose we do that?” she whispers.

“I’ve got a few ideas.”

My fingers work the button of my slacks and I draw the zipper down. Sliding my pants down my legs, I keep my boxer briefs on and palm my semi-hard cock. A soft whimper escapes Violet’s lips and I watch as she presses her thighs together under the clear water.

Don’t worry, Bug, relief is coming.

I’m gonna take good care of you.

Tearing my eyes away from her, I move to the other end of the tub and twist the brass knobs, adjusting the water. I don’t let it run for too long because I don’t want it to overflow when I slide into the tub.

“Good?” I ask.

“It would be better if you were in here with me.”

I shut the water and slip my fingers under the waistband of my briefs, dragging them down my corded thighs. Violet’s eyes zero in on my cock and she bites down on her lower lip.

“Patience,” I grind out, kicking the briefs away. “Inch forward,” I order. She lifts her head and stares at me for a moment before pushing off the wall of the tub. Dragging her knees to her chest, she leans forward and I climb in behind her. Once I’m in, I spread my legs and pull her body between them. My cock presses against her ass as I wrap my arms around her body. One hand closes around her breast and the other presses against her flat belly. I bend my head and nudge her hair away from her shoulder with my nose, before sucking on her neck.

“Oh,” she whispers, running her dainty hands up and down my thighs. “I like that.”

Yeah, I do too.

I continue to suck and nibble at her neck until there’s a deep purple marking, then I pull away slightly to admire my work.

Mine.

No one fucks with what is mine.

The second that thought creeps into my head, my hold on her breast tightens and a growl sounds from the back of my throat as I slam my mouth against her neck again. She squeezes my thighs and presses her ass against my cock, urging me to continue.

“I was starting to wonder if I’d ever have your hands on me again,” she whispers. I release her tit and lift my head from her neck. Eyeing the loofa sponge floating in front of her, I reach for it.

“Spread your legs wider,” I demand against her ear. She does as she’s told but it isn’t enough. I want her wide open and at my mercy. Hooking one hand under her knee I draw her leg out of the water and drape it over the edge of the tub. She slips down my body but my fingers close around her hip, holding her steady. With her leg dangling over the edge of the tub I reach around her and press the loofa to her pussy.

She moans at the touch and settles against my chest.

“More,” she cries and I use the loofa to rub that sweet spot between her legs. Then I drag it over her pelvis, up her stomach, to the valley between her perky little tits. My fist closes around the sponge and the water spills over her skin.

“Beautiful,” I growl.

So fucking beautiful.

Every curve.

Every dip.

All the smooth valleys.

Mine, mine, mine.

“You like that?” I ask as I flick the sponge over her puckered nipple.

“I love it when you touch me,” she affirms. I let the loofa travel back down her body, caressing her. My hand slides back between her legs and I let the sponge go. I cover her cunt with the palm of my hand. The loofa surfaces and she smacks it away, staring down at the clear water, watching as my hand begins to work her.

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