I set her coffee down. “Bringing you coffee.”
“Oh, thanks.” I stand there a moment longer, and she says, “Ah, and what are you doing now?”
I lean against the counter, and cross my ankles. “Now I’m watching you wash.”
“It’s a little intrus
ive, don’t you think?”
“I was inside you last night, Katee. Are you forgetting that?”
A needy moan reaches my ear. “No, I could never forget that,” she says.
“I was thinking.”
“About?”
I slip out of my robe. “That this is a good opportunity to show you how awesome shower sex can be.”
The glass door slides open and her gaze drops to my swollen cock. “I always thought shower sex was hard.”
I grip my cock and stroked it. “Oh, it’s hard, all right.”
Katee backs up as I step into the large tiled shower, two rain shower nozzles hanging from the ceiling at either end, as well as nozzles on the wall. I look at all the faucets. Christ, a guy needs an engineering degree to figure out how to work all the taps.
“Nice shower,” I say, and slide my hand around her waist and drag her soapy body to me. I run my hands down her back, and grab her ass cheeks. I squeeze a little.
“My, you have grabby hands this morning,” she teases.
“The better to touch you with.”
“As long as I get to touch, too.” She reaches for the soap and puts it on my chest, and I let loose a groan as she washes me. Her soft hands slide over my chest, and then she turns me around to do my back. “It’s going to take a lot of scrubbing, Katee. I’m pretty dirty.”
“The only dirty thing on you is your mouth. That’s what needs to be washed out with soap,” she says and chuckles. I laugh with her, but it turns to a moan when she reaches around my body and captures my throbbing dick. She slides her hands over it, the soap making my cock slippery.
“The feels so fucking good.”
She lets go, and steps around me. I put my hands on her body, but she backs me up until I’m under the spray. The water rinses my body clean, and she turns off the faucet. “What are you doing?” I ask.
She has a small smirk on her face as she drops to her knees before me, settling herself on the tile. She leans forward and licks my crown and I nearly lose my shit then and there.
“Mmm,” she says, and cups my balls, giving them a little massage. “Shower sex is hard,” she teases, and when she opens her mouth, offering it up to me, I grip the back of her head and feed her my cock. Her lips widen to accommodate my girth and the sight of her on her knees doing this for me rocks my fucking world. She takes me deep, and I hit the back of her throat. Her hands grab my ass, and she grips me, rocking into me and sucking me off like a pro.
“Jesus fuck, you’re killing me, Katee,” I growl.
She chuckles against my cock, and works both her hand and mouth over me. I hold the wall with one hand and the back of her head with the other as she kneels there and worships the shit out of my cock. I’m so hard, so close, I can’t hang on for another second. She must sense it. She angles her head to see me, and I try to take my dick from her mouth when she sucks it in deeper.
“You want my cum?” I ask.
She makes a soft mewling sound around my cock, and when she takes me to the back of her throat, I let go. She gobbles me up, swallows every last fucking drop and it’s the hottest goddamn thing I’ve ever seen. Not because she just gave me a porn star blow job, but because I’m in love with this woman, and she’s doing this to please me. I finally stop spurting, and reach down and pull her to me.
“You’re fucking amazing,” I say, and wipe my fingers over her lips. I turn the spray back on to warm her body and place her under it. She has a glazed look in her eyes, a sweetly satisfied smile on her face. “You’re damn good at that,” I say.
“You liked it, huh?”
“Fuck yeah, I liked it.”
“So you’ll let me do it to you again?”