Page 52 of Indecent Obsession
“Is this for me or for you?” I hold up the pouf to him.
He chuckles. “I don’t normally shower with company, pip. What do you want to do?”
Well, fuck, I touch myself all the time. It’s not often I find myself with a naked Viking to bathe with. I scrub over his chest as he watches me with a bemused grin.
At least it’s something to focus on besides the fact he’s hard again. I’m trying not to let that affect me, but damn, my pussy clenches just thinking of him inside me again.
Dante rubs his hands together with soap before gliding it down my arms. Goose bumps rise in his wake. I glance up at his smirk and put the shower pouf to the side. I fill my hand with soap.
There’s just so much of Dante to wash, but yeah, I’m definitely focused on the important bits. My slippery hands glide up and down his cock and it hardens even more. Fuck, he’s huge and that’s been inside me. I just took him in my throat. A shiver courses down my spine. His hands cover my breasts and my nipples tighten to aching peaks.
Carefully, I drag my hands over his balls and he sucks in a breath. Sliding his hands around my hips to my ass, he draws me in close as he washes me thoroughly. His slippery fingers rub around my puckered hole. I figure if it feels good for me…
I slide my soapy hands over his ass, feeling the muscles tighten beneath my fingers. When he trails his hand down my crack, I return the favor. His cock twitches against my stomach. I glance up at him and it’s like he was waiting for that moment.
He backs me up into the shower, soaking my hair and his. He lowers his mouth to claim mine. It’s slow and exploratory as his hands glide over me, brushing away the soap. When he lifts me against him, I squeak and wrap my legs around his waist.
His cock notches against my entrance and he presses his forehead to mine. “Yes or no, pip?”
I wrap my arms around him tighter and feel his tip slide inside me. Pleasure ripples through me. “Yes, boss.”
He pushes me against the tile as he thrusts deep inside me.
“Ahhh.” A burst of heat flashes inside. I cling to him as my body adjusts to his size.
“Pain?” He brushes the stray strands of hair out of my face and studies me with concerned eyes. One thing I’ll never doubt is that Dante cares for me.
I shake my head. “Your size is always a surprise.”
He searches my eyes. “We don’t have to?—”
I put my finger over his lips. “I want to. Fuck, I was craving this even before we started washing each other.”
Holding me against the wall, he pulls out and thrusts back in.
“Better?”
“You can fuck me, Dante.” I thread my fingers into his hair, messing up the bun he’d put it into. “I’m not a fragile virgin.”
“Not anymore.” He kisses my jaw as he thrusts into me. Each thrust sends sparks sizzling through my veins. “But you haven’t been doing this long, pip. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I rest my head against the shower tile. My breath shudders in and out with every thrust of his hips. “You’re not hurting me, boss. It feels fantastic and I can’t help but want it again and again.”
His lips brush against mine. “I’m more than willing to fuck you all night, but maybe not when we have to work in the morning.”
When he goes a little deeper and presses against my womb, I gasp at the scattering of tingles and arch into him.
He reaches between us and rubs my clit as he continues to thrust in and out, pushing me higher and higher, until I fall over the edge into oblivion. Unable to contain it, I cry out. Stars burst behind my eyes as his thrusts grow chaotic and he plunges in deep, filling me with his cum.
Our foreheads press together as we both breathe heavily, trying to come down. I like this part, feeling him pulsing inside me, so connected.
When he withdraws, I wish he’d just stay inside me, but I lower my shaky legs to the tile. We step under to rinse off and wash quickly again. When he shuts off the shower, he wraps me in a towel and pulls me in for a kiss.
“They chose me because I was supposed to be the one with self-control.” Chuckling, he brushes my hair back from my face. His crooked, sheepish smile makes my heart flip.
I grin because how can I not? “I won’t tell if you won’t.”
He kisses my nose and grabs a towel for himself. After we dry off, he ignores my panties and nightgown and forgoes boxers. He pulls the sheets down and ushers me naked into his bed.
