He grits his teeth and lets out a roar. A second of delay and then I feel his cock jolt in my hand and watch in wonder as thick streams of his cum shoot up between us.
Stream after stream of hot seed soars up and lands on my naked breasts, on my stomach, my hands, my arms. It goes everywhere and keeps coming.
He stumbles back into the tiled wall and groans as his legs weaken. I don’t waste any time and start licking his delicious cum off my hands. This was supposed to pleasure him, so why am I enjoying it so damn much?
I turn away from the flow of water and rub his seed all over my tits, loving the sticky feeling of being coated in him. I massage it onto my erect nipples until they’re so hard they feel like they’re going to burst.
Jacob never takes his eyes off me. He’s staring at me like he’s never seen anything so beautiful, so tempting, so fuckable.
With a growl, he comes forward like a man on a mission. I’m already turned away from the water, facing the tiles. He pushes me up against them and drops to his knees.
I gasp when I feel his big strong hands on my ass. He spreads my cheeks apart and dives in, devouring my hot pussy in a frenzy.
I scream out when his tongue hits. It’s like warm electricity that I never expected to be so intense. Intense and unexpected and knee-weakening.
It’s all I can focus on. My breasts and palms are pressed against the cold tile, my mouth open, my breath lodged somewhere in my throat. I can’t even scream as his mouth covers my cunt and his tongue slides through my folds. It’s everywhere. Around my clit, in my virgin hole, up, down, sideways, around. The pleasure consumes me.
His hot skilled tongue slides up between my cheeks and he tongues my asshole as I finally find my voice and cry out.
“Spread your legs wider,” he growls, and I obey. I move my foot and bend my back, sticking my ass out as he descends back onto my pussy. He devours me as I press my forehead against the tiles, his sticky seed still coating my breasts and stomach.
This is the most erotic moment of my life. I can’t believe how good it feels. How it’s possible for a man to make me feel like this.
Little whimpers escape my mouth and it drives him on more. His mouth intensifies on my pussy. His tongue moves faster, his hands squeeze my ass harder. I’m so close to bursting.
“You taste so fucking good,” he growls between licks. “I’m going to suck on this pussy every day of my life.”
The water pounds onto my back as he wraps his lips around my clit. I suck in a breath and squeeze my hands into fists as I feel an orgasm coming.
My insides tighten. I can’t breathe. He doesn’t stop. He doesn’t give me a breath. That tongue is relentless. It’s merciless. It’s so fucking good.
When it hits, it hits hard. I throw my head back and scream out in bliss as the orgasm tears through my body in a heated blaze.
Jacob wraps his big arms around my shaking thighs and holds my pussy against his mouth as I cum all over him.
He laps up the fresh juices I give him as I cry out at the top of my lungs. Tears stream down my cheeks. I dig my forehead against the tiles and grit my teeth. It’s so fucking intense. The billowing heat doesn’t stop.
Until it does. It slowly recedes and I catch my breath. The tightness in my body turns to trembles as I sink against the wall, Jacob’s powerful arms the only thing holding me up.
My cries turn to whimpers and the intense heat turns to a warm glow as my mate softly licks my engorged cunt.
“Jacob…” I moan, unable to find any more words.
He stands up with a satisfied grin on his wet mouth. I’m jelly. I have no bones left. I’m leaning against the wall like a wet noodle.
He stretches to his full height, towering over me with that sexy tattooed body of his. He grabs a fistful of my wet hair and tugs my head back. My mouth opens with a gasp and he crushes his lips to mine.
I slide my tongue against his and taste my own lust in his mouth. It tastes good. I taste good.
When he pulls his mouth away and lets go of my hair, I moan at the loss. I like his strong hands on me. I love feeling his power.
I’ve learned two things…
I like it rough.
And I want more. Much, much more…
Chapter Seven
Jacob
I hold the fluffy white towel out and Alyssa sinks into it with a thankful moan. I am so in love. I can’t even find the strength to release her, so I just hold her over the towel, my body dripping water onto the bathroom floor.