“Ems,” I manage. “So good. So fucking good. Please don’t stop.”
“Never,” she says, her strokes slow and steady, and her fingers…those fucking fingers are still running up and down my ass, giving me a weird sort of pleasure I’ve never felt before and don’t understand. All I know is it’s not enough. One of Emma’s hands strokes my dick while the other one plays with my hole, and it all feels so fucking good. My chest heaves and my heart races, but my orgasm still hangs in the distance, just out of reach.
“Ems,” I gasp out, my voice hoarse and needy. Begging. “I need…”
Something.
Anything.
More.
“I know what you need.” Emma pushes her slippery finger inside me and it’s so startling I don’t even have time to process the intrusion before she’s hitting a spot deep inside that has my feet going numb and tingles racing all over my body.
“Shitfuckfuckingfuckohmygodjesuschristrighttheredontfuckingstop,” I moan out, pounding my fist against the wall as Emma speeds up her strokes and keeps raking over that spot. She adds a second finger, then a third, the slight burn heightening all my senses.
The pressure is intense. The pleasure is otherworldly. I’ve never felt anything like this before. It shouldn’t be survivable.
My entire body vibrates and sweat beads on the back of my neck in the steamy shower air. My hips thrust forward andthen back, fucking myself into Emma’s hand and then back on her fingers. I’ve lost the ability to speak, and I know I’m mumbling words, but I have no idea what any of them are. Some combination ofshitandfuckandoh my godandpleaseanddon’t stopandI wantandI need.
I need.
Emma twists her hand over the head of my dick at the same time she pushes her fingers deeper inside me. She rubs over that spot. That spot that turns my body into a live wire, laying every part of me bare for her.
And then.
“You’re doing so well, Jer. Such a good fucking boy. Let it go now. Come for me.”
The praise with my nickname is a match tossed on kerosene.
Her fingers press deeper. Her hand twists harder.
And I’m gone.
I come on a roar, my dick exploding, cum coating Emma’s hand and the shower wall. Pleasure floods me, so intense it’s almost painful. My brain blanks out and my vision goes dark at the edges and my orgasm lasts forever. Emma sticks with me the whole time, pulling her fingers out of me gently and slowing her strokes until I practically collapse against the wall, my legs no longer able to hold me up.
Emma stands and turns me around, pressing her mouth to mine, pushing her tongue into my mouth in a deep, dirty, hot as fuck kiss that perfectly matches the moment. When we break apart, she looks at me with a satisfied glint in her eye.
“Holy shit, Ems. What the fuck was that?”
She shrugs a shoulder and manages to look nonchalant, despite the fact that she’s standing naked under the shower and just had her tongue and multiple fingers literally inside of me.
I adore her.
“Just a little something I wanted to try. Did you like it?”
“Did I…” I trail off, huffing out a laugh. “Yeah, Ems, I liked it. I’ve never come that hard in my entire life. Who knew there was, like, a pleasure button hidden up there?”
Emma giggles and the sound is like sunshine. She pumps more soap out and glides her hands over her tits and her stomach and down between her legs and I don’t know if she means it to be sexy as fuck, but it is. I have no idea how my dick is even still alive, but it perks up immediately.
“Let’s finish this shower and dry off, because I think I need to show you exactly how much I liked it.”
Emma glances down and smirks at my hardening cock.
“Impressive stamina for an old guy.”
I grin at her. “I’ll show you old, Pretty Girl.”
I flip off the shower and grab Emma by the waist, hauling her up over my shoulder and slapping her ass while she squeals and pounds on my back. Stepping out of the shower, I stride into the bedroom and toss her onto the bed, both of us still dripping wet. Then I bury my head between her legs and slide two fingers inside her, sucking on her clit until she’s begging me to let her come. When I finally slide inside her again, with her splayed out under me, eyes locked, hearts beating in sync, it’s the closest to a holy moment I’ve ever experienced.