His mouth slides upward to the underside of my chin before he reaches my mouth again, trapping my lower lip between his teeth and pulling at it as we share a breath. He swipes his tongue over it before capturing me in a long and heated kiss, lets go of my hands, and I finally wrap them tightly around his neck, plastering myself against him.

His hands settle on my ass before he dips them lower and then hikes me, my legs locking on his back, and I feel him spinning us and emerging from the shower stall as coldness nips on my skin, although the heated blaze that’s our desire makes it barely noticeable.

Our lips separate. I draw air in my lungs and he grabs a towel before he kisses me again. The deep strokes combine with his hard-on pressing on my clit without anything separating us, almost making me come undone in his arms.

All I want for him right now is to throw me on the bed and fuck me hard so I will forget about everything and in this find reprieve from this insanity.

I squeal when he drops me on the bed where I bounce a little, my wet hair dampening the sheets, and then Rush dips his knee on the mattress, placing the towel on my head, drying it up enough so it wouldn’t leak water all around me, then throws the towel away.

I look at him, looming above me in all his dark handsome glory and my core spasms, making me cross my legs, and it doesn’t go unnoticed by him.

“Are you in need of my cock, princess?”

I nod because there is no denying that.

“Is your pussy wet?”

I nod once again and then my cheeks heat up at his next words.

“Show me.”

I probably become red as a tomato due to my shyness because doing whatever he wants is one thing, but openly touch myself in front of him…

He puts his hand on his dick, his palm flexing around the length as he strokes it from base to the tip, and I lick my lips at the sight of pre-cum that he swipes with his thumb. “Do you need guidance, princess?”

Goose bumps pop all over me when he lowers his voice, coating the room in something sinister while everything female in me responds to it. “Yes,” I whisper, still fixed on his cock and seeing it up close.

I wish to touch it and feel it in my palm, trace the blue vein with my fingers because the one time we had sex back at the waterfall I didn’t get such a chance.

Yet I don’t know how to voice all these desires.

“Open up your thighs, princess.”

Taking in a deep breath, I do as he says, sitting up and then bending my legs slightly in front of me while showing him my exposed, dripping core.

“Now put your hand on your pussy.”

Following his command turns me on as much as the lust having its tight hold on me and, covering my mound with my palm, I gasp at the contact.

“Good girl.”

A hot flush rushes through me at the praise and I bite on my lower lip, my toes curling into the mattress.

“Glide your fingers up and down and then open up for me.”

My index and middle fingers slide down the silky walls and then up before I press them hard, displaying myself fully to him, and the fire spreading within me threatens to swallow me whole.

“Ah, look at this pussy all eager for my mouth.”

I gasp at this, craving it now with a passion, and a smile curves his mouth.

“All in good time, princess.” He crooks his finger at me. “Come here. There is something else I want to teach you before that.”

Rising up on my knees, I shift on the bed closer to him and he scoops more pre-cum on his fingers, rubbing it on my lips before ordering.

“Taste.”

Rolling my lips, I taste him on my tongue just as he grabs my wrist and lifts it to my mouth.