Page 27 of Snow Good to Lose
“Just long enough to get out of these clothes, baby.” I ripped open my jeans and pushed them down my legs as I stepped out of them. I pushed her up against the shower tile. I stroked my hard cock and held her against the wall with one hand on her neck.
“You want me?” I asked.
“Yes, please.” I barely waited for her answer before I pushed my cock into her. I knew she was ready for me. It didn’t take much for her. Hell, the fight was perfect foreplay.
I pulled out a little. She arched her back and impaled herself on my cock.
“Fuck. So good.”
“Harder.” She reached back.
I grabbed hold of her arm and secured it to her lower back. Her other arm laid flat against the tile, steadying herself.
“Fuck yes.” I continued pounding into her, getting off on her squeals and moans. Her body squeezed my cock. It shook me to my core.
I pushed and pulled out over and over again. All my energy concentrated in the spot where my cock disappeared into her tight pussy.
Fuck, it was all too much.
Her body accepted me. Her moans encouraged me to take what I needed. Her body toyed with me, hard and soft, squeeze and release. The slapping of our wet skin punctuated our fucking.
I released her hands. She placed both on the tile. I leaned in and intertwined our fingers. I pulled her back from the wall and wrapped my arms around her.
Her body was close. Her pussy spasmed around my cock. I cupped her center, my fingers slid over her clit.
“Oh, my God!” She squealed.
I pinched and squeezed.
“Yes, don’t stop.” Her body gyrated. “Please don’t stop.”
She exploded into a massive orgasm.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck. Yes, fuck.” Her legs shook. She tried to push me out. I held firm.
“Oh, my God.” Her head dropped forward. She laid her hands over mine and I continued to caress her body.
On the back side of the orgasm wave, she regained some strength and moved against me.
I pulled out of her and spun her around. I lifted her and pressed her back against the tile. I sat her down on my throbbing cock. I enjoyed watching her as I fucked her. Love to see the little tics in her face and love in her eyes.
After today, I was afraid to look. I hated disappointing her. I knew she deserved to know the truth. I knew keeping things from her affected her trust in me. I was all she had in this world. She dealt with lies her entire life. She deserved better from me.
I leaned back and looked into her eyes. They were bright and innocent and full of love. More than I deserved.I didn’t deserve this woman. But no way was I letting her go.
My lips slammed down on hers. I tried to communicate everything I felt in the kiss. It wasn’t like I couldn’t talk to her. I could and I would, but right now I needed her to feel it. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for her. I’d die for her.
But I didn’t want to die. I wanted to live for her. I wanted to give her everything that she deserves and watch her enjoy it.It wasn’t about being alive, it was about living a life with Amari.
And that’s what I planned to do.
“I love you,” I whispered against her lips. Her throat hitched and she tightened her grip on the back of my neck.
I placed my forehead against hers.
My balls drew up and tightened.My ab muscles spasmed. I pressed into her and held her close. The orgasm hit me and threatened to take my legs out from under us.
I dropped her legs. If I collapsed, I wouldn’t take her down with me.
