Page 132 of Secret Baby for my Off-Limits Fiancé

My hand wanders over to his cock.

I stroke him slowly, and caress his balls with my other hand, eliciting a husky moan.

In the handful of times we’ve had sex, I’ve figured out what takes Valentino to the edge, and this is one of them.

“Maybe we can be a little late….”

“That’s more like it.” He grins, turning me around and pinning me against the shower glass wall.

I’m getting wetter, and it has nothing to do with the warm running water that’s cascading down on both of us.

“We have to be quick,” I gasp as he presses his hard-on against my ass.

“I’m going to take my time with you.”

My breath fogs up the glass, and I spread my ass cheeks wide for him as he pushes into my aching center.

“You’re so ready for me. You’re soaked, baby.”

He takes his time teasing me, slowly plunging shallow thrusts into my pussy.

I let out a needy moan.

He knows exactly what he’s doing.

“Deeper,” I cry.

Strong hands grip my ass so hard that I’m sure that it’s going to leave a mark.

He pushes his thick cock deeper, but with slow measured strokes.

I throw my head back in my blissful state, but my core still aches for more.

He’s still teasing me.

“I want you to fuck me harder,” I scream.

“Not yet.”

Two can play that game.

Bringing my legs together, I clench the walls of my pussy and tighten my hold around his dick.

“Fuck,” he exhales in husky voice.

He pulls out of me, but I barely have time to register my confusion as he rests his hand on the back of my neck and the other on my waist.

“Bend. Now.”

Fuck. When he gets like this, I have no other choice but to obey.

He has me hunched over with the warm beads of water falling between us.

I have one hand on the glass door with the other on the back of his tense thigh.

His cock grazes against my slit.

His hand knots in my hair and he pulls back on it, forcing my back to arch.

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