Page 30 of Tell Me What You Want

He’s standing next to a toiletry bag when he catches my reflection in the mirror. Irritated, he closes the bag.

“What are you doing in here?”

His voice stops me cold. What’s going on?

“I’m hot and I want to take a shower.”

“Did I ask you to take a shower with me?” he asks, his brow furrowed.

I look at him, confused.

What’s the matter with him?

I don’t respond, and turn around. Screw him! Then I feel his wet hand on mine.

I pull away. “You know what? I hate when you get so nasty,” I snarl. “I understand our thing is just sex, but I don’t get how you can be with me and then, in a fraction of a second, change and turn into such an asshole. Why do you have to talk to me like that?”

Eric closes his eyes and brings me to him. I let him wrap his arms around me.

“I’m sorry, Jude ... You’re right. Please forgive me.”

But I’m still angry.

I try to pull away, but he won’t let me. He picks me up and carries me into the huge shower. I feel his cock pushing against my leg. When I look at him, he brings his mouth close to mine. But I quickly turn away.

“What are you doing?”

“The cobra.”

“The cobra?” he repeats, smiling.

His confusion amuses me. My bad mood fades in a flash.

“In Spain, when someone goes to kiss you and you pull away, it’s called ‘doing the cobra,’” I explain.

That makes him laugh. And his laugh gets to me again. Without realizing it, my legs have circled his waist.

“If I try to kiss you, are you going to do the cobra on me again?” he asks, keeping his distance.

I strike a thoughtful pose. But then I feel his hardness.

“No ... not if you fuck me.”

My God! Did I just say “fuck”? With his hand, Eric takes his penis and rubs it up against my sex. He leans me up against the wall, and I hold on to a towel rack.

“What did you ask of me, sweetness?”

My chest is heaving from all the excitement.

“Fuck me!”

He likes my words. They make him savage. Animal-like.

Without a condom and without a care, under a waterfall, my flesh parts as he slides his marvelous, wet rod inside me. Yes! It’s the first time we’re skin to skin, condom-free, and it’s amazing.

When I feel his balls grazing me, I grab him by the shoulders to make him move. But as usual, Eric doesn’t let me. He puts his hands on my ass and gives me a light slap so that I’ll look up at him. Then he begins to move, seeking our mutual bliss.

The sound of our bodies coming together blends with the shower and consumes me. I close my eyes and let myself go as our breathing echoes in this magnificent bathroom.

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