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Her heart froze in her chest. What had she just said? “Water! I meant water, not cock. I would never say cock on purpose. I mean, it’s true.” Her traitorous Gaze flitted down the organ in question, before shooting back to his eyes. “Please, shoot me now,” she begged.
His eyelids dipped closed, then opened in slow motion. “Not in this lifetime.”
A shiver that had nothing to do with temperature wandered down her spine. His gaze fixed on her face, giving her the perfect view of his eyes. The way they shifted colors like a kaleidoscope mesmerized her. “Did you know your eyes change colors?”
“I have my mother’s eyes. It’s the only thing I got from her. Other than my eyes, I’m the spitting image of my dad.”
“I never told you yesterday, but I think your home is amazing. Ilove it.” The heat was really getting to her in more ways than one. What was she talking about?
He turned her so the shower sprayed her back. “Thanks. I like it, too. I customized it in several ways.” She melted into the deep rumble of his voice.
“Like picking the paint colors and things?” she breathed out into the steam. The water pummeled her body in the best ways.
“Not exactly,” he said. “More like this.”
He pushed a decorative tile to his left. Two handles whooshed out of the shower wall in front of her.
The handles were shaped a bit like stirrups. Sawyer took one of her hands and guided it up through the handle to the top grip. “Wh-what are we doing?”
“Playing,” his voice was more like a hum, and it shot straight to her clit. “Look down, babygirl. See the two red floor tiles?”
Her vocal cords went silent. Her legs shook in anticipation. “Yes,” she whispers hoarsely.
“I want you to put one foot on each tile. You are so hot, babygirl.” He brushed his cock down the seam of her buttocks. “Can you feel what you do to me?”
“Oh,” she gasped. Her lungs stuttered, unable to keep up with her racing heart.
She had to spread her legs wide to obey him. He rewarded her by brushing her hair to the side and kissing up and down her neck. Her already pebbled nipples began to throb when he reached around her, flattening his palm on her stomach, holding her still as he pressed his hard cock against the crack of her ass.
Reaching for him over her shoulder, she ran her hand over his smooth face, tracing the sharp angle of his jaw.
Her knees almost buckled when he caught her hand and brought it to his mouth, licking and sucking her fingers. Placing her hand back on the handle in front of her, his lips brushed therim of her ear. “Don’t move your hands again, little girl. As a matter of fact, you may not move at all.”
He stepped to the side so that, once again, the warm water sprayed her back. He pressed a larger tile lower on the same wall as the handles. The tile opened like a door, revealing another shower nozzle, this one handheld.
Her heart skittered, and desire sparked from her abdomen to her nipples and her clit. Her breast grew heavy and began to ache. She tried to press her thighs together to ease the matching ache in her sex, but she couldn’t do that with her legs spread so wide.
She groaned. “Daddy! Please!” Yes, she was begging already, and she didn’t care.
His hand rose to collar her throat. “Please what, little girl. What do you need?” He raked his teeth across her cheek to her ear and bit the lobe of her ear. Momentary pain flared before he sucked it into his mouth and soothed the sting, turning it to pure pleasure.
“I-I need you to help me come, Daddy. Please, please help me.” Even with the water flowing, she could feel the arousal coating her pussy.
“I would love to do that for you, sweet girl, since you asked so sweetly.”
Without hesitating, he moved the nozzle in his hand to her pussy.
She moaned, pressing back into him even harder. The wall of his chest steadied her. Grounded her. Tethered to him.
He reached around her with his other hand and plucked at her nipple, sending shards of pleasure shooting through her, landing in her pussy.
She moaned as he changed the pulse of the water’s stream, watching her reactions until he found the one that brought her the most pleasure. “You can come whenever you want, babygirl. I need to be inside you.
She gasped again when he changed the angle of the nozzle,hitting the spot that caused her to detonate. Holding onto the handles with all her strength, she screamed his name as her orgasm overwhelmed her. She would have fallen if he hadn’t been holding her. Waves of pure ecstasy roared through her, slowly easing to a ripple.
“Oh god! That was… that was the best thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.”
Pulling her hands from the stirrups, he spun her around to face him. “Just wait,” he growled.
