If not for the interruption that night, I would have taken her more times. Different ways until we couldn’t remember where our bodies started and where the other began. Until we were both so fucking exhausted.
My fingers tapped between her legs, gently grazing where she wanted me and easing away. They dragged up the front on her while my hips pressed into her ass and stayed there, my dick firmly between her ass cheeks.
I nipped my way up her neck. To the back of her ear, dragging her ear lobe between my teeth.
Katya let out a gasp and eased into me. Already, it was getting too hard to keep standing.
“Kiss me Ales, I want your lips on mine.” She managed between gasps as I kneaded her breasts, swerving my hips slowly against her.
I blew a breath against her ear and chuckled. “…then you’re out of luck, Katya.” I dragged my tongue down her ear, and she turned her head slightly, so she could look back at me.
My dick was throbbing, but I stopped. Those eyes were hot, scalding. I could have held her by her hair, thrusting like a madman, and her eyes told me they would allow it.
“Forward, darling. Look forward or I’ll walk away, and you can finish up yourself.”
Her eyes narrowed and I saw her about to say something, but instead, she mewled and bit her lips. My hands were on her tits, hard at work.
I dragged my lips between my teeth to draw her attention and savored the desire in her eyes as she stared at them.
“Forward, Katya. Now.”
She leaned her head against the wall, her head still half-turned to watch me. It wasn’t forward, but I’d be damned if I walked away.
Pressing closer, so my hands were trapped between her warm body and the cold wall, I continued caressing her. Staring into that mesmerizing eye as I moved against her and teased her. One hand was still on her breast while the other trailed down again.
Her eyes fluttered shut as it closed in on that sweet spot.
She was hot and heavy, but she wouldn’t beg. Not my love, Katya. Her pride wouldn’t allow it.
My hand stopped just shy of it, my palm spread wide against the soft hair there. I used it to guide the sway of her hips, so that we were moving in a rhythm, slowly and together.
“Beg me,” I said, leaning closer to her, so I was only a breath away so that the kiss she so desperately wanted was so close. “Beg me to kiss you, Kitten. Beg me and I’ll do make it all end.”
As I spoke, my finger dove in slowly, sliding against her clit in one slow motion.
“Beg.”
My nose was on her now. Her eyes were hot, as hot as mine were. Were both wanted to move and moan, I was sure she could see that in my eyes the way I saw it in her eyes, but I wanted her to beg, and she didn’t want to.
I didn’t trust that I would have left her if she didn’t beg.
But she did. She licked her lips and said begged very quietly.
“Please, Ales,” her hot breath tickled against my lips, “finger me. Kiss me. I want everything.”
With my tongue, I licked the water off her lips, smirking against her moan as my hand found her sex.
“So needy.” I muttered against her mouth.
Her hand reached into my hair, holding me against her as our tongue started their rhythm.
We were rocking together in the shower soon enough, my dick thrusting between ass cheeks, my fingers fingering her clitoris vigorously, while my other hand palmed her breast, teasing her nipple.
She liked it when I handled her tits roughly.
She was muttering nonsense in Russian, half words that didn’t make sense to either of us as we chased ecstasy. She was just a mess of sounds, her mouth hanging open as she moaned toward her climax.
Our eyes were on each other, watching as we fucked in the shower. No sounds but our harsh breathing.