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"I wasn't complaining."
"Not here.We'll slip and break our necks."He picked up my shampoo bottle and squirted some into the palm of one hand."Turn around and let me get your hair."
I obediently turned, giving him my wet hair as I let the water rain down against the front of my body.I closed my eyes, and enjoyed the feel of his fingers massaging my scalp.
"Whoa, there."Devon's arm came around my waist again."Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."I opened my eyes and saw the ceiling above me.
"You were swaying."He sounded concerned.
"I closed my eyes to enjoy you washing my hair."I picked my head up and turned around, raising my arms to work my hands through my hair under the spray.Unable to resist the urge, I pulled one suds covered hand out of my hair and trailed the bubbles over his chest, inching lower until Devon stopped me, capturing my hand in his.
"I meant it.Not in the shower."His eyes still dark with desire, but serious at the same time.I knew I wasn't going to convince him that the shower was a good idea, at least not this time.
I finished rinsing my hair, and let the last of the soap rinse down my body, before switching places with Devon, careful not to let the soap I'd rubbed over him get on me.I climbed out of the shower, while he finished.
Still standing in the bathroom, I dried my face and shoulders then flipped my hair over and wrapped it in the towel.I was reaching for a second towel to wrap around my body, when Devon slid the shower curtain open.He stepped out onto the rug and instead of reaching for the towel I'd left on the rack for him, he reached for me.He pulled the back of my body against the wet, dripping front of him.
"You're all wet, Dev."My voice squeaky with surprise.
"I'm not the only one."His voice was husky in my ear as he slid his arm down the front of my body and slipped two fingers between my thighs."See?"He lifted them, I could see my cream covering them as he stuck them in his mouth and licked them clean.I softened against him.
Without the water sluicing down our bodies, washing the scents away, I could smell the warmth of his desire filling the air around us, while the physical proof was pressed against my ass.I let my head drop back against his shoulder and turned to look at him, letting how much I wanted him, show in my eyes.
Devon's growl vibrated deep in his chest.He tugged at the towel wrapped around my head, pulling it off and leaving my hair to fall in wet wavy tendrils around my face and shoulders.He walked me closer to the sink, wadding the towel up with one hand as we went.He put the damp towel between my hips and the edge of the counter and he pressed me close enough, that the pressure of our bodies held the towel in place.
"I don't want to hurt you, but I can't wait any longer."He reached for a foil packet lying on the counter.He must have brought it with him; his eyes met mine in the mirror in front of us, as he used his teeth to open the square packet."Stay."He commanded softly, before moving back far enough to cover himself with the latex.One thigh pushed its way between mine, urging my legs farther apart.Eager for what was to come, I quickly complied.
Devon bent his head until I felt the edge of his teeth scrape the nerve on the side of my neck, sending a wave of heat and desire through my body, until I could scent my own desire mingling with his in the small room.
All the tension fled my body, as his breath brushed the spot behind my ear that drove me crazy, and I almost melted in his arms.I felt Devon's hands on my hips as he tilted them slightly, and I leaned forward, putting my hands on either side of the sink.His condom covered cock slid back and forth through the moisture at my opening, teasing me before Devon slowly, gently pushed his way inside me.
I felt my muscles stretch with the invasion, the wonderful ache of fullness.He worked himself in and out, careful not to push too hard or take too much at a time until he was all the way inside me.The tip of him pressed against my cervix, sending a shiver through my body.
Devon's work roughened fingers were gentle as he skimmed them over the soft skin of my belly, and up to cup and knead my breasts.He used his hands on my full breasts to pull me upwards, until my back was once again pressed against his chest.
I dropped my hands down my sides and reached back until they gripped his hips.I flattened my hands on either side of his body and ran them firmly up and down the skin of his body, while I let my head fall back against him.I watched his face in the mirror in front of us, and saw his eyes darken more, and felt his cock inside me flex in response.
He bent his knees and pulled out of me slightly before pushing back in.Pushing me against the towel he'd put between my body and the counter top.I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my throat.It was almost a purr coming from deep in my chest and it surprised me.The look on Devon's face only intensified at the sound, he lowered his face to my neck again, and I felt his teeth against my skin.The feel of his teeth only made me hotter, I wanted more.I wanted him to bite me and didn't care if it sealed our mating or not.I rolled my hips, pushing Devon deeper inside than he'd been before, sending a wave of shivers across my skin, and eliciting a growl from him.
"I'm trying not to lose control here."He warned.
"Why?"
"I don't want to hurt you."
"I'll tell you if you hurt me.Right now you're just frustrating me."
"I'm afraid I'll get rough."
"Rough can be good."I turned my head and softly nipped the side of his neck while at the same time curling my fingers so that I wasn't just running my hands up and down his sides, I was scraping my nails along his skin.
A louder growl escaped his throat, as he lowered one hand to grip my hip tightly and he started moving more swiftly in and out of me.He quickly established a rhythm, he would slowly pull out and swiftly, roughly thrust himself back inside me.His hand on my hip angled my pelvis so that every time he pushed inside me the tip of his cock scrapped against my g-spot, sending a rush of pleasure through my entire body, making me cry out with every stroke.
His hand on my breast lost its gentle touch and his grip tightened on the globe.The combined sensations of him pushing himself back and forth over the sensitive spot inside me and the increasing pressure on my breast sent me over the edge into orgasm.
"More!"I pushed my hips back at him with every thrust, my fingers digging into his sides.He loosened his grip on my breast, and pinched the tip lightly between his thumb and finger, rolling the nipple between his fingers for a moment, before giving the sensitive orb one last squeeze and sliding his hand away, down my body, to my other hip.With both hands holding my hips he thrust faster and faster inside me.He held me still, as he pushed himself into me, hitting my cervix with every thrust.I felt my inner muscles start to clamp and I knew it was coming again.
