Page 92 of Life To My Flight

“Yes,” she breathed as she threw her head back again.

I grinned devilishly, and shoved forward again.

She took each thrust I had to give, and gave back more.

It didn’t take but three more rough thrusts before I felt her core clutch me tightly, clamping down on me so hard that I saw Jesus.

I growled, allowing myself to let go, shoving into her pussy with short, erratic strokes.

Squeezing my eyes shut tightly, I groaned loudly, followed shortly by my release shooting out of my cock at what felt like a million miles an hour to get buried deep inside her still clenching sheath.

We stayed just how we were for a few minutes, resting and catching our breath.

“This is about how I saw our first time in this tub going,” I supplied.

She laughed. “Yeah, that’s all I kept thinking about that time I saw it, too.”

Smiling wide, I pulled out of her, watching as my release and hers combined started to leak from her channel.

Reaching forward with my thumb, I gathered our combined juices and rubbed them into her pouting lips. “You’re beautiful.”

She sank her lower half down into the water and turned to me.

“You say the nicest things,” she said cheekily.

I dipped my head, gesturing to the water. “The water’s pretty cold, now.”

She nodded, reached her hand to the bottom of the tub before raising it in between her thighs.

She washed herself efficiently as I stood and dried off.

Hanging the wet towel on the rack, I grabbed a new one just as she stood and lifted her leg over the lip of the tub.

“I like your bath mat, too,” she said as she wiggled her wet toes in the memory foam beneath her feet.

I wrapped the towel around her shoulders and pulled her into my naked chest.

“I bought it for you,” I said solemnly.

She tilted her head and looked up at me.

“Why?” I asked.

Leaning forward, I kissed her on the tip of her cold nose before answering.

“So you can bathe me like the king I am,” I said before letting her go and running away.

Her screech of outrage followed me into my room, but the look on her face was worth it.

A hundred times over.

Chapter 17

Anything that gets your blood racing is probably dangerous.

-Life Lesson

Cleo

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