She lifts her head up and slowly peels her eyes open, and her hazels heavy with lust and desire stare back at me. I suck in a breath as I lean against the back of the bar, right between her legs, getting the perfect view of her dripping pussy on display for me.
I’m a lucky fucking bastard.
Movement catches my gaze, so I glance down and watch her bring the water up over her clit. She shudders, before moving the spray farther down, repeating that sequence again, but faster.
“Slower.” I know she is getting closer because her chest is rising and falling quicker now. The way her perky breasts move with each breath is teasing me. I am desperate to move and take one of her buds in my mouth and suck it hard, but she needs to come again first.
“How does it feel?” I ask.
“Good,” she pants, before adding. “But I—I need more.”
“Use your other hand and finger yourself.”
She sits up and tries, but she struggles to find the right angle. I wait and watch to see if she can work it out before I step in. But after a minute, she huffs and I ask with a grin, “Do you want me to help?”
“Yes. God, yes!”
I chuckle and push off the counter, taking the few steps to her. I stand between her legs, the water getting all over me, but I can’t complain with the way the cold water relieves my overheated skin.
I run my hands lightly up her legs, causing her body to break out in goosebumps. Her soft skin in my rough hands feels so good. When I make my way to her thighs, I squeeze, digging my thumbs in and gripping, and she lets out a sexy moan of approval at the possessive touch. It causes her to drop the sprayer, the water hitting her thighs instead of her core.
“Keep the spray on your clit,” I growl.
She follows my order, and I edge closer to her pussy. My hands skim her legs in an up and down motion until I’ve had enough playing. Lifting one hand off her but keeping the other locked on her inner thigh to keep her wide and still, I slowly enter a finger into her hot, wet pussy and she arches into me. I hiss at the feel of her tight core. It’s so warm and perfect, just like her.
“You’re soaking wet, and so goddamn tight. I can’t want to fuck this pussy.”
“Oh shit, Marc.”
I curl my finger and pull it down, causing a long moan from her. When she is used to one finger, I enter a second finger with the next stroke, pushing up, and suddenly her skin feels feverish and her face transforms from pleasure. The desperate look is causing my own breathing to pick up, and I’ve widened my stance to accommodate my painfully hard dick.
“You’re so fucking sexy.”
“Mmm,” is all she mutters back, and I love how she is struggling to even answer me. She’s so responsive to my touch.
“You’re close.”
Again, she mumbles incoherently. I thrust my fingers in and out faster, trying to edge her closer to climax. This time when she tilts her head back and arches, clearly chasing her orgasm, I let her. She looks completely and utterly lost in the wave of pleasure racking through her sexy body, and I feel her walls tightening around my fingers when I put them in as deep as I can.
“Such a perfect greedy pussy,” I grunt, more affected by this than I could have ever imagined. She’s turning me on more by the second. I didn’t even know that was possible. When was the last time I came in my pants without a woman’s touch?
Never.
Fucking never.
But now? Right here…
She owns me, and she doesn’t even know it.
I pause on her G-spot and curl my fingers again, pulling down, watching her convulse in my hands as she comes. I continue stroking, knowing she has more. “Give it all to me.”
She lets go of the nozzle to stop the water spray, letting it drop to the floor. Not caring about anything other than trying to suck more air into her lungs as one last moan leaves her chest.
I remove my fingers gently, and she shudders in aftershocks. When she recovers, she flutters her eyes open, and a cheeky grin appears on her face.
I’m running my hands up and down her thighs, unable to keep them off her.
A strand of wet hair sticks to her forehead, so I push it back, and she leans in, capturing my mouth with hers unexpectedly in a kiss that has me ready to explode.