Mine.
Parker tastes like goddamn heaven. I don’t care what it takes to convince her, but I’m going to eat this pussy every day for the rest of my fucking life. A pink flush spreads over her body as she rocks against my mouth, urgent little gasps escaping each time I push my fingers into her. My hand is coated in her slick honey, the faint smell of musk and peaches filling the surrounding air.
It’s everything I can do to keep from blowing my load on the shower floor, but the only place I want to come is buried deep inside this woman, her legs wrapped around me, and my name on her pretty lips.
I curl my fingers into her g-spot, pressing and stroking as her sweet pussy clasps me tight. She’s drenched for me and I fucking love it. Little moans slip out on panted breaths.
“Lukas—” she gasps, gripping my hair so hard that tiny pricks of pain spread across my scalp. I don’t care. She can rip every hair out of my head as long as I get to feel her come on my tongue. I suck her clit between my lips, holding it as her legs shake and her pussy ripples around my fingers.
“Oh, God. Lukas… I—” Parker cries out and I growl against her clit and suck harder. Her back arches and she nearly comes off the wall. She lets out a keening wail and fresh moisture slicks my fingers as she comes, hips jerking, body trembling.
There’s a dreamy look on her face when I slip my fingers from her that makes my heart beat so hard it hurts. A curl of possessive satisfaction roars through me. Mine. That look is mine. Her sighs and moans are mine. This pussy is mine and no one but me will ever taste it. I turn my head to kiss the smooth skin of her inner thigh, sucking the skin between my teeth and marking her.
Am I a bastard? Maybe. But no one will see her and think she’s fair game, and that thought fills me with pleasure.
She moans as I move my mouth to a new spot and runs her hands through my hair, encouraging me to do it again. I leave a trail of love bites up her leg before easing her foot back to the floor. Parker’s eyes are hooded with lust, her lips slack as she watches me stand. I trail my fingertips over the curves of her hips and up her sides. Her skin is flushed and warm under my hands, the goosebumps and shivering long gone.
“You’re beautiful like this,” I tell her. It sounds trite, but I mean it. Nothing compares to the sight of her. The water beading up and trailing down her soft curves in fascinating paths, her breasts rising towards me with each breath she takes. Parker watches me from under her eyelashes, her little cupid’s bow lips parted as her eyes dart away like she doesn’t quite believe me. Fuck that.
Grasping her chin, I lift her face, forcing her to look up at me as I press my body against hers. My cock is pinned between us and I’m so hard that it’s throbbing against her soft stomach. Her hands rest on my chest, her fingers stroking my chest hair cautiously. I love her soft touches as much as the hard, desperate way she clung to me while I ate her out. I want to sink into her tight pussy so bad it hurts. She has to know how badly I want her, right? How fucking desperate I am to be inside her. To be part of her.
Her blue eyes meet mine and I can see uncertainty; the doubt clouding her face makes me ache in a completely different way. She looks so small, so vulnerable. I lower my face over hers, so close I can feel her breath warming my skin.
“Why do I feel like you don’t believe me?” I ask.
“I…” she stutters and swallows before speaking again. “I’m just not used to hearing that, I guess.”
“Get used to it,” I say, my lips brushing over hers. “You’re so goddamn beautiful that it hurts to look at you sometimes. I get a semi when you walk into the room.” I flex my dick against her stomach just to emphasize the point, and it makes her laugh.
Kissing her softly, I draw her lower lip between my teeth. Parker moans softly against me and deepens the kiss. I claim her mouth, loving the way she opens for me, inviting me. Her hand slides down my chest, fingertips scraping over my stomach as she moves lower. Her touch is tentative as she strokes the edge of my erection. I want to feel her little fist wrap around me, pump me until I come all over her. Her gentle fingers swirl around the head and I groan into the kiss. Her soft touches feel incredible, better than they have any right to.
Parker pulls her chin down and I’m ready to hear her say she wants to slow down, that she wants to stop, that this is too much. But if there’s one thing I’m learning about Parker, it’s that she likes to keep me on my toes.
“I want to do that for you too,” she says, as her fingers wrap around the head of my cock.
“Do what?” I ask, suppressing a smile. I know what she means, but I want to hear her say it. Parker licks her lips and her mouth moves, but no words come out. I lower my head, putting my lips next to her ear. “You want to put that pretty mouth on my cock, Parker?” I whisper.
Her body trembles as she nods.
“I want to hear you say it. Tell me all the dirty things you want, baby girl.”
A tiny moan escapes her throat. “I want to put you in my mouth,” she whispers as she drops to her knees. I angle my shoulders so the water doesn’t spray in her face as I stroke my dick, trying to ease the ache.
“Tell me you want to suck my cock,” I demand. I need to hear those filthy words come out of her innocent lips.
Parker looks up at me, baby blues peeking out from under her long lashes. “I want to suck your cock.”
“Good girl,” I growl. Parker places her palms on my thighs and eyes my cock, equal parts hungry and unsure. “You’ve never done this either, have you?” I ask her. That familiar, possessive pleasure floods my bloodstream when she shakes her head. Mine. Only mine.
“Open your mouth,” I say. Her eyes are wide with excitement as she licks her lips, parting them. I press the head of my cock against her mouth. “Suck it.”
Parker’s breathing hard and her pretty eyes are locked on mine as she wraps her lips around my cock, sucking it gently. Her tongue strokes the underside of the head and I suck in a hard breath. Fuck, that feels good. It’s all I can do to hold still and let her take her time. She bobs her head just a little and looks at me inquisitively as if testing my reaction.
“That’s so good, baby,” I tell her, my voice raspy. I run a hand along her jaw and behind her neck, tunneling my hand into her wet hair, holding it away from her face. She moans around my cock and the vibration is pure pleasure. Her fingertips grip my thighs, flexing as she moves her mouth up and down my shaft, taking me deeper on each stroke. She pushes so far that I feel my dick hit the back of her throat and my knees nearly give out. Parker moans as she pulls back, swirling her tongue around the head and sucking me back in.
“Oh, fuck,” I mutter. “You’re so good with that mouth, baby.” She makes a pleased humming noise that feels incredible. Tension pulls in my abdomen. I’m strung too tight and I’m afraid I’ll snap. As amazing as her mouth feels, I need to be inside her, really inside her, when I come.
I grab a handful of Parker’s hair, gently pulling her back before she makes me lose control completely. She lets my dick go with a little pop and a worried look on her face.
“Did I do it wrong?” she asks.
I grab her elbow and pull her back to her feet. “Hell no.”