covered her ribs, then
cupped her breasts completely. He held them for a moment, as if weighing them,
before lightly stroking her nipples into tight buds.
“Does this feel good?” he murmured into her ear.
“Mmm,” was all she could manage. If he expected her to talk,
he’d lost his mind. The only thing she wanted to do right now was feel.
He ground his erection against her back as he rolled and
pinched her aching buds between his fingers.
When he removed one of his hands from her breast, she started
to voice her displeasure but he ran that hand down her back and entered her
pussy from a different angle. She sighed in appreciation.
Slowly, he pressed open her lips before slipping two fingers
inside her. She was dripping wet. Her juices coated his fingers as they ran
down her thighs and legs. Instinctively she tried to clench her legs together
but he used his leg to push and keep them apart.
Her hands and fingers pressed into the tile but there was no
give. She wanted to climb the walls as he pushed a third finger inside her and
began dragging them against her inner walls.
“Stay,” he ordered as he stepped away from him.
Immediately her body mourned the loss of his talented hands.
Her breasts and pussy ached for him to touch her.
Before she realized what he was doing, she felt and heard
the shower turn off. She turned around at the jingle of the shower curtain. In
confusion she stared at him but he pressed a hungry kiss to her lips before
grasping her hips and turning her around again.
“Hands on this wall.” He guided her hands to the
opposite wall as he covered them with his own stronger ones.
When she glanced to her left, she understood exactly what he
wanted.
She sucked in a breath at the sight they made in the mirror.
His skin, darkened by the sun, painted an erotic picture against her much paler
body.
She watched in fascination as he removed one of his hands
from covering hers on the wall. Sam traced a path down her arm and body until
he covered her mound. From their angle, she could only see his hand between her
legs but she could certainly feel what he was doing. Ribbons of pleasure flowed
through her.
He pressed a finger over her clit and in slow, fluid
motions, rubbed between her folds. Without warning, he thrust his cock inside
her.
Her vision clouded and her back arched at the sudden
intrusion. Her pussy expanded as she once again adjusted to his size.
When their gazes locked in the mirror, she couldn’t have
torn herself away from him if she wanted to. His dark eyes seemed to devour her
as he began pounding into her from behind.
The sound of his balls slapping against her and the rush of
blood in her ears as they fucked were the only things she could hear.
For a moment she looked away but he stopped his movements.
“Look at us,” he growled.
Obeying his command, she once again stared at their image in
the mirror. He slowly pulled out almost completely, then drove into her. Last
night she’d finally realized Sam’s primal reaction to her but seeing him in the
bright lights of the bathroom was a different experience.
He repeated the movement again and again, taking his time
with each thrust. The drag of his cock against her inner walls was too slow.
She was on the brink of release and he was intent on teasing her. Something
told her he knew exactly what he was doing, too.
Scooting back on her tiptoes, she tried to force him deeper
but he just chuckled and gripped her hips, keeping her firmly in place.
“We do this my way.” His words sent chills down her spine.
“Okay,” she whispered.
It was like her compliance set off a firecracker. Still
staring at her in the mirror, he once again pushed inside her to the hilt and
stayed there. Her pussy pulsed around his cock, milking and sucking him. All he
had to do was move just a little and she’d push over the edge.
He must have seen the need, the desire in her eyes, because
he grinned before nipping her shoulder. “You belong to