I chuckled. “Oh, now I know you like me a lot more.”
She giggled.
“Calling me dufus is reserved for family members and my woman.”
She shook her head. “I’m your woman?”
Nodding, I scooted off the bed then went around to her side and scooped her up. “You aren't my sister, so yes. You are my woman.”
“What are you doing now?” she asked.
“Giving us a shower.”
“Oh…ok. I need one.”
“We both do, we used that bed well.” I gave her a wink as I set her down on the bathroom counter.
Her face went pink.
I shook my head. “I love it when you blush. I get a real kick out of it.”
“Oh, shut up,” she scoffed.
I laughed as I turned the shower on. “See, the more you abuse me the more…” I looked back over at her. “…I fall in love with you.”
Her mouth popped open.
Chuckling, I reached over, grabbed her up and set her down under the water spray.
“Oh, that feels good,” she cooed as the warm water cascaded over her.
“It's gonna get better and better.” I picked the shampoo up and lathered it into her hair as I massaged her scalp with my fingertips.
Her head rolled back as she groaned. “Oh, wow.”
I smiled. “I’m good with my fingers.”
“Yesss…” She moaned. “I know.”
“Okay, close your eyes,” I warned as I turned the shower onto her head, rinsing her hair. Next, I tugged her close then wrapped my arms around her front. One hand went to her breast to tweak her nipple and the other went to her slit. I stroked her button with my finger then dropped my mouth to her neck to suckle her there, all while sweetly pinching her nipple.
Her body nearly sagged with pleasure as I held her up. “Liberty, what are you doing to me?” she asked.
I suckled her neck and kept up with my playing of her body for another minute or so.
Now, she was full on panting and begging, “Ohhh, please…”
I loved hearing this. I wanted her to be as hooked as I was. I removed my mouth from her skin and said in her ear with a growl, “I’m making you mine, Belle.” Then I kissed her neck again and kept up with my seductive rhythm, playing her body like my own personal instrument. I admit, I had never paid so much attention to a woman before. I had never taken so much time pleasing them.
With Belle, it was so different. I felt an overwhelming need to please her, be with her, and devour every inch of her. This had to be love for me. I had never been so giving, so personal before. And I honestly do not think I’d ever craved a female like I did Belle. I never wanted this to end, it was as I said before… addictive to make her come. While playing with her body, I’d become so hard that I could probably pound nails.
With a body coiling moan, she came on my fingers as her legs gave out and she drooped in my embrace. “Oh, my—God!” she exclaimed breathlessly. “I have never felt anything like this before.”
“Good, I want to be the one that gives this to you. And there’s lots more I cannot wait to do.”
She was still weak as I tugged her up and sat her on the tiled bench. I chuckled as she almost fell sideways. I held her up and grabbed a loofah. Lathering it with body wash, I soaped her up, smoothing the loofah over each breast then down to her thighs. “Open up, babe,” I coaxed.
With a whimper, she did as I asked.