Page 89 of When Forever Falls Apart

Madelina doesn’t say a single word. Instead, she grabs the bottom of her tank top and removes it over her head. Then she unbuttons her shorts and drops them to the floor.

I watch with bated breath as she stands in front of me, wearing her white lace bra and panties. The room begins to fill with steam while I remove my clothes abruptly, standing before her with my hard cock waiting to be stroked.

Her eyes wander to my hand, which eagerly wraps around my cock as I wait to see her fully exposed. Carefully, she unclasps her bra and tosses it to the floor, her beautiful tits bouncing at the movement.

I lick my lips with an urge to take them in my mouth, but then she slips out of her panties, and all I see is her bare pussy.

Fuck.

This won’t last long.

At first, she deliberately positions herself under the showerhead, the water cascading over her delicate skin. She moves about as if I’m not here, captured in her own private act as she presses her back against the wall, then slowly inches her hand down between her thighs.

I begin to stroke myself, the sheer act causing her to moan as she playfully rubs her clit. She’s the sexiest woman I have ever seen, and my resistance will only last for so long.

I struggle to hold back as I watch her play with herself. The more I stand here watching my girl pleasure herself in front of me, the more I need to be inside her.

“Fuck it,” I mumble.

I step into the shower and insist she turn around; I want her against the glass so our reflection can be seen in the mirror.

“Tits against the glass,” I command. “I’m going to fuck you now, and I want to see your nipples hard for me.”

The urge to enter her consumes me, so I slide myself in to feel the tight clench of her pussy wrapping around me. Her long moan only adds to this moment, and I don’t wait a single second to start pumping into her as if my life depends on it.

She gasps. “I don’t think… fuck… I’m not going to last—”

A low rumbling groan leaves her lips as I feel a gush of warmth wrap around my cock.

Fuck, she came, and now there’s no chance I can hold back.

I keep sliding myself in and out, but then I remember. “I need to pull out,” I warn her in desperation.

“Elliot, you don’t have to. I’m wearing a diaphragm, you can come all you want,” she tells me with a faint laugh.

I press my forehead against her shoulder. “Thank fuck.”

Just one more thrust, and my body starts to come undone. The euphoric sensations spread through me as I squeeze her hips tight to control my trapped breathing.

Madelina turns around, her lips instantly finding mine as we lose ourselves in another heated kiss.

When she pulls away, a grin plays on her lips. “Shower sex is good.”

“Just good?” I tease.

“Fan-fucking-tastic,” she responds with a laugh.

We opt to get out and spend the rest of the night in bed. I am not going to make any mistakes. I want all of her, and nothing is going to stop me.

I beg her to sit on my face so I can taste her dripping into my mouth, and the moment she comes again, I command her to ride me until I explode inside her.

With ragged breaths, we fall against the pillow as I turn to hold her in my arms.

“I like this,” she says softly. “This… You and me in a relationship.”

I kiss her forehead, a wave of calm washing over me. “I like this, too.”

“Elliot…” My name escaping her lips while we’re in bed feels perfect. “What will we tell everyone?”