Page 66 of Straightened Out

I drag a finger through her lips and she squeezes my knee in response.

“More.”

Wrapping my other hand around her middle, I pull her even closer and hold her steady as I shove two fingers inside of her. She moans and her nails dig into my thigh as my fingers pump in and out of her.

“I’ve been dreaming of your pussy since I pulled out of you,” I growl against her ear. “So fucking tight. So fucking perfect.”

“Oh God,” she cries, bucking against my hand. The water spills over the sides of the tub and I go harder. My cock heavy between my legs, presses against her ass and another guttural groan escapes my lips.

I’ve seen a lot of things in my twenty-eight years, most of it bad, but right here, this…her losing control, riding the waves of pleasure, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever had the privilege of witnessing.

I press my thumb against her clit. Three strokes and she starts clenching around my fingers.

“That’s it, Bug, come for me. Ride it out.”

She slams the back of her head against my shoulder and cries my name as I drag the orgasm out of her. When I’m sure she can’t take any more, my fingers go still inside of her and I kiss her shoulder.

“Best bath ever,” she pants.

I pull my fingers out of her and drag them up her body to her full lips. She inches forward and sucks them into her mouth. As her tongue swirls around my fingers, I have to agree.

Best fucking bath ever.

~*~

Violet’s assslides over the marble surface of the vanity and her arms tighten around my neck as I pound into her. Finding her release, her legs lock around my waist and her cunt spasms around my cock.

She’s so fucking tight.

So fucking warm.

It doesn’t take much more for me to lose control and before I can think better of it I let go. Her sweet pussy milks me and I fill her with my cum. When there is nothing left and she’s taken every drop, I lift my head from her shoulder and reach between us, sliding my cock out of her. My legs are weak and I sway slightly as I take a step back. I stare at her—panting, naked, her legs spread wide open. My gaze lowers to her pussy. Pink and dripping with my cum.

Realization settles in and I lick my lips before forcing my gaze back to hers.

“Are you on the pill?”

She shakes her head. A sane man might’ve panicked at that, but I remain calm. Stepping between her legs, I cup her chin.

“I’m sorry, I should’ve been more careful.”

Her arms tighten around my neck and she leans her forehead against mine.

“We both lost our heads,” she says, catching her breath. I reach around her and fist her hair, angling her head as I press my lips to hers.

She isn’t wrong. After the bath, she took my cock so deep down her throat, her eyes filled with tears. I would’ve came right then and there but I craved her pussy. I lost it after that and lifted her onto the vanity and everything that happened next was a blur.

I break the kiss and reach for a towel. Falling onto my knees between her legs, I press the towel to her pussy and clean her up.

“I’ll pick up some condoms tomorrow, until then I’ll be more careful.”

“Does that mean we’re going again?” she asks as she drapes one leg over my shoulder.

“You’re fucking insatiable,” I growl, turning to press my lips to the inside of her thigh.

“I can’t help it when it comes to you,” she admits, letting her leg fall from my shoulder. I stand and step between her legs, wrapping them around my waist, I lift her from the vanity.

“I ain’t complaining,” I murmur, pressing a quick kiss to her lips. She winds her arms around my neck, and I carry her into my bedroom. I lay her down on the bed and climb in beside her, pulling her close. We stay wrapped in each other’s arms for a while, stealing kisses and touches. I ask her about the production she’s auditioning for and as she shares the details, I picture it.

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