Page 19 of Master Key Resort

As she took him to the back of her throat, over and over, licking and sucking, he grasped her wet hair in his hands. “Slow down, pet.”

He guided her to a tempo that wasn’t as much a threat to his self-restraint and moved his hips in short thrusts. Her tongue stroked the underside of his cock as he fucked her mouth. The entire time, her eyes were focused on his face. Cordell gave her a sweet smile. “My beautiful sub.”

Reluctantly pulling back until she released him, Cordell held out his hand. “Come here—let me get you cleaned up.”

Once she was on her feet again, he grasped her shoulders, switched places with her, so she was now under the water spray, and made certain she had her balance before releasing her. Grabbing the shampoo, he poured some in his hand, then set the bottle back on the shelf.

Slowly and luxuriously, he massaged it into her hair, loving how her eyelids fluttered shut as she moaned. “That feels so good, Sir. I’ve never had a man shampoo my hair before.”

“Then I’m honored to be the first.”

Instead of turning her, he reached around her and lathered the back of her hair. “Step back, pet.”

Once he had the shampoo all rinsed out, he repeated the process with the conditioner. Grabbing the second washcloth, he applied body wash and then started with Tiffany’s neck before moving his way down her chest. He teased her nipples with the terrycloth, eliciting a moan from her as she thrust her breast out. God, she was going to be the death of him tonight.

He made quick work of cleaning the rest of her body before tossing the cloth to the floor of the shower. Grasping her hair, he pulled until her head was back as far as it would go. He crashed his mouth against hers and plunged his tongue into her mouth when she parted her lips. His hand palmed her breast before dropping to the apex of her legs. She was slick and ready for him.

Cordell eased one then two fingers inside her and found her walls already quivering. She was so responsive it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge. His thumb brushed over her clit, and Tiffany screamed into his mouth as she clamped down on his fingers. He drew out her climax as long as he could until her body sagged against his. He tore his mouth from hers. “Tiffany, this is going to be hard and fast. I’ve waited a long time to get inside your sweet body, and I doubt I’ll last long this first time. I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

Tiffany rubbed her abdomen against his cock and her breasts against his torso. “It’s okay, Sir. I need you. Please, fuck me, please?”

She didn’t have to ask him twice. He spun her around. “Hands on the bench.”

“Yes, Sir—oh!” she burst out when he smacked her ass.

“Spread your legs wider, subbie.” When she complied, he tugged on her hips, so she had to bend over even further. “You’re up to date on your birth control, correct?” He sure as hell hoped so because he didn’t want to stop to retrieve a condom from his wallet.

“Y-yes, Sir.” She was panting. “I-I had my latest shot last—last week.”

Cordell stroked the tip of his cock against her slit, then slid in and out of her, a little more each time until he was sure he wouldn’t hurt her. Tiffany’s vagina squeezed him hard. “God, pet, yes!”

Clutching her hips, he thrust his pelvis until he was balls deep. His body was threatening to come from the pure pleasure of being inside her, but he wanted to take her with him. Reaching around, his fingers found her clit, and he pinched it as he pounded into her.

“Oh, God!” she screamed. “Cordell! I’m coming!”

His shock at her using his name wasn’t enough to stop his own orgasm that raced through him. “Fuck! Tiff—Tiffany! Oh, shit!”

His cum filled her as he held her flush against him. His legs shook, and he slapped his hand on the tile wall in front of him for balance to keep them both from crashing to the floor. Gasping for air, he laid his forehead on Tiffany’s back. After a few moments, he withdrew from her heat. Despite the intense climax, he was still semi-hard and ready to take her again. But he had to move her onto the bed for the next round because he didn’t think he could remain on his feet if they did that again. He’d suspected sex with his sub would be off the charts, and, boy, he hadn’t been wrong.

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