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I expect a returning grin, but he merely continues up the steps.

“Listen, if you don’t want me here any longer, I’ll leave,” I say before following him further.

He might be hot, and I’m definitely needy, but I don’t want a pity fuck.

Bentley comes back down the stairs with heavy footsteps, removing the tie I’d already undone as he does, and then drops it to the ground. He stalks toward me, then grips my waist with both hands when he reaches me. “If I didn’t want you here, then you wouldn’t be. Now, let’s go upstairs, so I can fuck that smirk off your face.”

Holy. Shit.

I’m trembling and wet when he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I squeal for a second, but I don’t fight him. He goes left once we’re on the second level, and we enter a set of cream-colored doors. I expect him to set me down once we’re in his room, but before I can even look around, he turns sharply and walks into the bathroom.

It’s nearly as big as the bedroom I didn’t really get to see and has a shower with four shower heads. One on each of the three tiled walls and another, bigger head hanging down from the ceiling.

“I need to wash your drink off me and you’re going to help,” he says with authority.

I’m very tempted to be defiant, but again, I quell the need and start stripping my clothes off.

By the time I’m naked, Bentley hasn’t even finished unbuttoning his shirt. I decide to poke the bear in a more positive way.

I walk into the shower and my feet step onto gloriously warm tiles. I wiggle my toes as I turn the shower on. All four heads spout water, and I manage to hold in my yelp while I wait for the water to quickly warm around me.

The door and front enclosure of the shower are glass, so I know Bentley can see everything I’m doing without having to look his way. I use that to my advantage and turn sideways before leaning my head under the ceiling showerhead and trailing my hands slowly down the front of me.

My left hand stops at my breast and gives my nipple a little squeeze while letting the right hand continue its downward motion. My fingers slip over my bare folds and put pressure just where I know I like.

I tilt my head back under the spray of water, and soft moans build inside me as I add another finger to the mix. I’m more than eager to get off, especially when I know Bentley is watching me. I curl a finger inside me and arch forward, still keeping my eyes closed.

A cool breeze enters the shower, and I fight a smile.

He broke first.

Bentley’s big hands reach for me. One lifts my head and the other removes my hand from my pussy. “Do you have any shame?”

I finally meet his heady stare. “Nope. Not when it comes to knowing what I want and not being afraid to take it.”

His palm cups my center, and one finger dips inside me but pauses. “There’s not going to be a need for self-pleasuring tonight.”

My thighs press together, and I’m ready for him to fuck me senseless already.

I cast my eyes down to find his dick standing at attention and several inches bigger than I expected. I kind of thought he might have been compensating for something with his suit and fancy car, but it’s clearly not for his body parts.

My fingers wrap around his cock, and I squeeze. “Then,youbetter start pleasuring me.”

His chest rumbles before he picks me up and sits down on the tile bench underneath the right showerhead. The spray goes out far enough that the water won’t be drowning us while I ride the fuck out of him.

My knees settle on each side of him, and my chest is right in his face. His mouth moves forward and captures a nipple before sucking hard on the pebbled skin.

I tilt my head back and move my hand between us to guide myself on top of him.

“Fuck. Condom,” I tell him.

Bentley pulls back just far enough to say, “Right knee.”

I lean forward and spot the foil on the bench. Oh, this beautiful, prepared man. He must have tossed it there when my eyes were still closed.

I don’t hesitate to grab it and unroll the rubber over his dick while he starts devouring my neck, thanks to my forward position.

As soon as I’m done, he grabs my hips, and I hold the base of his cock just long enough to position the wide head against my pussy.


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