Page 57 of Riptide

I work both of us faster now, the grip of my hand tightening as I lose the ability to think about anything but the pressure, the stretch, the dizzying pleasure flooding every inch of me. Foxx’s cock pulses hard against mine, and I know he’s close too. We’re both a little unsteady, caught in the same current.

I moan so loudly; I’m not even sure it sounds human. My eyes close in bliss as I say, “Foxx, I want it—I want you so bad. Please, fuck me.”

He stills, waiting for me to open my eyes and look at him. “You sure?” he asks, rough and breathless. “Here? In the shower?”

“I don’t care where, just give it to me, now.”

He doesn’t move as fast as I thought he might with me offering my ass up so easily. He stares at our cocks, angry and swollen between us, both vying for release.

“Please.” I try for a little begging. I know he’ll like that.

And I was right, as that’s all it takes. He curses under his breath, steps out the shower, grabs a condom from the cabinet with wet fingers, and rips it open with his teeth carefully as he walks back in. The sight alone makes my knees weak.

He strokes himself once, twice, rolls the condom on, coating himself in more lube, and I turn, offering my ass to him. As he lines up behind me, the blunt head of his cock nudges my hole, slippery and thick.

“Fuck, you’re perfect like this,” he growls as he squeezes my cheeks apart. “All open for me.” He moves in farther, and I riseto my tiptoes with the intrusion, holding my breath. He’s so much bigger than his two fingers but, fuck, do I need to feel him.

“Oh my fucking—” I break off, moaning against the tile, dropping my hand against my arm. “So big—Fuck…”

“Relax,” he whispers, inching deeper still. “You can take it.” His hand comes up to my shoulder blade, soothing the tension there. One more inch, and I breathe through it. “Let me in, baby. Let me have you.”

When he eventually bottoms out, his chest presses to my back, and we both pause, breathing together in sync, the steady spray of water coating us. The burn has gone now, replaced with a hungry desire for more.

“Move,” I beg. “Foxx, move—”

He pulls out halfway and thrusts back in, hard enough to punch a sound from my throat.

“That what you need?” he grits. “To be filled like this? Fucked like this?”

“Yes— I want it so bad.”

He pounds into me, hands digging into my hips, thrusts rhythmic and unrelenting, and I fucking love it. My cock leaks in front of me, and I wrap my hand around it, pumping hard in time with him, but I already know I’m not going to last long. I can’t keep quiet, especially when his hand comes around to tweak my nipple, light at first, just testing. When I groan and bite out “more,” he pinches harder, twisting until I arch back into him.

“Harder,” I pant, pumping myself. “I want more.”

He chuckles darkly, and the sound goes straight to my balls.

“You like the way I fuck you, huh?” He doesn’t disappoint as he fucks me harder, deeper. Our bodies slapping together. “My filthy little cockslut who can’t stop clenching around my cock?”

“I fucking love it.”

He shoves my legs apart, the angle hitting me differently, and I cry out, shaking all over, dropping my hand from my length, holding on to the tiles instead as he pounds into me.

“Gonna come for me?” he growls. “With my cock buried inside you?”

I nod frantically, helpless against him. “Close, so close.”

“Let go then,” he grunts, hitting that spot over and over again. “Come on, baby. Show me how good I make you feel.”

My whole body tenses, and tightens around him. Euphoria overtakes my senses, and I can’t think or breathe. I pump myself harder to his pace, but so I’m fucking hard it aches, and when he drives in deep one more time, I break.

Legs buckling, my knees nearly give out as white-hot pleasure sears through me. My cock juts upward, spurting my cum across the tiles. I shudder through it, with a full-body release that knocks me into another dimension.

“Oh my god— Fuuuck—” I gasp, forehead pressed to the tile.

Foxx groans behind me, his rhythm faltering as my aftershocks continue. “Shit, Finn…” he rasps, thrusting once more before he lets go with a guttural groan, his cock jerking deep inside me as he comes too.

I feel like I’m floating, buzzing with untamed energy that can’t be contained.

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