When his finger slips inside me, I pull my mouth away to let out a gasp. Dax plants his lips on my shoulder and moves his finger in and out as he continues to stroke my nub. Then he slides another finger in.
When his fingers start to speed up, my knees begin to tremble. If I wasn’t leaning on Dax, I know I would have fallen by now. My eyelids fall shut as I throw my head back even more. My moans grow louder.
When Dax goes even faster, I put my hands on top of his. I can’t take this any longer. He pulls his hands away but guides my hands to continue what he’s started instead.
“Keep going at your pace,” he whispers in my ear. “Do what feels good for you.”
He wants me to… pleasure myself? At first, the notion seems absurd. I’ve never tried it before. But as Dax’s hands remain over mine, I decide to take control. I slip my fingers inside me and play with my nub. A gasp escapes my lips.
I continue, doing it at my own pace like Dax said. Not too slow and yet not too fast. I manage to find just the right speed and start a rhythm. My body trembles. More of my gasps fill the air.
Yes, that’s right. Just there and just like that. So good.
Dax’s hands leave mine. Still, I continue. He licks my ear and plays with my nipples again. The pleasure coursing through every vein in my body climbs. It seems to reach a height it never has before.
Somewhere in the haze of my mind, I think that I should stop. I know I’m close. I can’t seem to, though. I can feel the excitement getting more and more intense.
Then it reaches its peak. I feel the warm passage close around my fingers as I tremble. My back arches. My heels rise off the tiles. My hand remains on my nub as it seems to explode. My cries bounce off the walls.
When the storm is over, I withdraw my wet fingers. As my heels fall back onto the cold tiles, my arms fall to my sides. Dax wraps his arms around me, supporting me as I wait to catch my breath.
When I’ve done that, I turn around to face Dax. I cup his cheeks and press my lips to his. One of his hands grips my hair as he takes the force of my kisses and responds to them with equal passion. The other wanders across my back.
My hands slide down to Dax’s chest. I press my thumbs against his nipples, then drag my fingers lower, over the packs of muscle on either side of his abdomen. When I reach his hips, I trace the V-line towards the center. Then I gently cup his balls before stroking his cock
Dax grunts. His fingers dig into my ass. I continue stroking him, spreading the moisture leaking out of the tip all over the length. Then I cradle his balls in my hand again and gently massage them.
Dax pulls his mouth away from mine to let out a hiss. Then he turns me around again. This time, he places a hand on my back and pushes me forward. I flatten my palms against the tiles and brace myself for what I know is coming.
His long, thick cock piercing me, sliding into my body inch by inch.
I take deep breaths and let them out slowly as I wait for Dax to fill me to the brim. When he does, he pauses for a moment before he starts to move. I start to moan again.
With each of Dax’s thrusts, his cock sends fresh rivers of heat and electricity through my veins. I can feel myself growing hotter, wetter around him.
He goes even faster and I fold my arms against the wall, afraid I’ll fall. I can hear his balls slapping against my skin. His grunts mingle with the litany of moans that won’t stop escaping my throat.
When Dax reaches between my legs to stroke my nub in time with his thrusts, I lift my head and let out a cry. Again, the pleasure within me rises. The heat in my veins inches towards the boiling point.
I slap his hand away and move my hips back against him as my pleasure-possessed body takes on a life of its own. Then it trembles as I’m swept away again.
Dax grips my hips and continues with his thrusts. They’re even faster, harder than before. Then he buries himself inside me and convulses. His thumbs dig into my skin.
For a few seconds, both of us remain silent as we catch our breaths. Then Dax pulls out. I turn to face him and lean against his chest. I wrap my arms around him and he wraps his around my back.