“Tell me, Delilah,” I groan
She whimpers breathlessly, her face crimson red and her hips pushing back a little more before she gasps.
“Do you want to fuck my ass?”
Fire roars through my veins, my muscles clench, my jaw grinds, and my hands tighten on her sweet body. A red mist of lust descends over my eyes, and I snarl deeply as I press my cock against her perfect little asshole.
“You’re…” she gasps. “You’re really big…” she moans and pushes back. “Just—”
“Hang on,” I groan, leaning down to kiss the back of her neck. “I’ll be right back.”
I’m amazed I’m actually able to pull away from her, but I hurdle the edge of the tub and run for the Winnebago. I grab what I need from my bedside table, and I’m back in tub behind her with my hands on her in record time.
She giggles. “What—”
“In a second, beautiful,” I growl with a grin. I push her long hair away from her neck and lean down to nibble at the skin there. She’s panting and trembling as I kiss my way lower, kissing every single bump in her spine as my hands trail down her skin. I sink into the water behind her, and my hands grip her tight, curved ass. I growl as I spread her open for my hungry gaze, and I move in with a groan.
My tongue drags over her pussy, and Delilah gasps. She moans as I push my tongue deep, slowly fucking her with it as she squirms and pushes back and whimpers in pleasure. I wrap my lips around her clit and swirl my tongue across it, and she cries out, gripping the edge of the tub tightly. My tongue drags up through her lips, and then higher, and my cock twitches as I spread her open even more.
My tongue slips over her asshole, and Delilah shivers in heat. She’s moaning and pushing back against me as I rim her ass with my tongue, making her whimper in pleasure.
“Gabriel!” She moans. “So… oh God, so dirty!”
I growl and swirl my tongue over her tight, untouched, forbidden little hole, and she squeals in pleasure.
“Reach back, angel,” I growl. “Reach back and touch your pussy for me.”
She shudders, and I know her face is bright red as she slowly pushes her hand down between her legs, until her fingers slide over her clit. She gasps sharply, and I growl as I start to tongue her asshole again.
My cock is achingly hard, and I know she’s ready. Slowly, I pull away and stand behind her, and I reach over the edge for the lube I’ve brought out of the Winnebago. I squeeze a fuckload of it out onto my cock, and I grunt in pleasure as I stroke myself until I’m slick and glistening. She glances back, and blushes when she sees it in my hand.
“Do you…” she bites her lip. “Do you do this with a lot of girls?”
I frown. “Delilah, I haven’t been with a woman in a year. More, actually.”
She blinks and looks up at me. “You… really?”
I nod my head. “Yes.”
“But you have that…”
I grin. “Because it’s more fun than a dry hand.”
She blushes furiously, but she smiles, her teeth raking her lip.
“You’re sure about this?”
She nods, swallowing thickly. “Very.”
She pants and pushes back, and my cock twitches. I tease my slippery fingers over her ass, and she quivers as she rubs her clit. Slowly, I start to sink a finger into her, and Delilah groans in heated pleasure.
“Oh God,” she gasps. “That’s… oh God.”
My jaw clenches tight as I slowly pump a finger in and out of her, before I add a second. I slip both in, and she whimpers and starts to rub her clit faster. The blood is roaring in my ears, and my cum is fucking boiling in my balls. Slowly, I slide my fingers from her, and I move closer. My hand grips her ass, spreading her open as I stroke my cock and press the head against her little hole.
“Keep touching your pussy, angel,” I growl.
“Go slow?”