Page 100 of Honeymoon Phase
She meets my frantic wild kiss with her own. It’s a kiss I’ve longed to share with her. One not weighed down by fear and insecurity. One that I can offer without abandon because I know she wants it. She wants me.
She might even love me even if she can’t quite say it yet.
I press her against the tile, swallowing her gasp of shock as I reach down and pull her leg up to grind my cock into her as it grows even harder and seeks whatever friction it can find. She meets my needy thrusts with her own while she tries to pull me closer.
She tastes so fucking good, I think as I tear my lips from hers, kissing my way to her jaw... her neck... down her collarbone and over to the other side.
Pulling back, I stop to catch my breath before I get carried away. “I think I promised you I’d worship your body first.” She lets out a frustrated noise that has me chuckling. I kiss her on the nose and pull back to grab my bodywash. “We have all night, babe. Let me do this for you.”
I pop the top of the bottle. It’s a mountain rain scent so it won’t come close to smelling as good as she does, but I like the idea of her smelling like me. I want my scent and my cum all the fuck over her by the end of this night.
She’s mine forever.
She scowls a little, watching me lather up my hands. I fucking love that she doesn’t want me to stop kissing her, but I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted to learn and touch every inch of her body. I run the suds up her arms, her chest rising and falling as she watches. Working the soap up around her neck and slowly sliding my hands down her chest to cup her perfect pert breasts, her hard nipples digging into my palms.
She moans softly when I roll her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, fighting back the urge I have to squeeze them until she screams.
When I get back down on my knees to wash her legs she inhales sharply as I stroke between her thighs. I can’t help but growl when I feel how slick she is between her folds.
“Fuck, Addison,” I say huskily, standing and removing my hands from her wet heat. She bites her lip, and I lean in to kissher again. “Soon,” I say, rubbing my hands over her breasts and pulling her into the full spray to wash the suds off her.
“My turn,” she says, grabbing the soap herself. She squirts a healthy amount and brings it to my chest, swirling the suds over my light dusting of chest hair. Down my arms and back to my stomach. I relish in feeling her small hands on me as she explores my body. I’ve wanted this for so long.
Then her hands slide down my abs... and she strokes lower, fisting her hand over my cock. I hiss, pressing my forehead into her neck. I kiss and suck my way to her lips as she pumps me, making me see stars. When she cups my balls with her other hand, I grip her hair, tipping her head back to me with a groan as I devour her lips. She’s too fucking good at that.
“I’m supposed to be washing you,” I growl into the shell of her ear before nipping at her lobe.
She sighs with a small laugh on her lips as I pull my head back. “Friends don’t let friends soap up alone.”
My lips pull up into a smile and I can’t help but kiss her again. It feels good to kiss her whenever I want. Whenever she amuses me or challenges me or pisses me off. I’m going to kiss her frequently and freely because she’s finally mine.
I turn her around, making sure I soap every inch of her back and her fucking perfect ass. I pull her tight to me and grab the shampoo, then massage her head and hair as she presses back into me. I let her rinse out the suds and I quickly scrub my own hair and face, enjoying watching her raise her arms to stroke the suds out of her hair.
Pulling her to me again, I kiss her already swollen lips and turn her in my arms so her ass is pressed up against my throbbing cock. “Put your arms on the wall.”
She does as she’s asked, and I squeeze her breasts, lightly tugging her nipples in a way that has her ass pressing into my cockharder. I trail my hands lower and cup her sex, sliding a finger through her folds.
“I’m going to make you come on my fingers,” I rasp, rubbing her clit as she arches back into me, moving her hips with me.
“Luke,” she moans as I work her clit harder, feeling her legs tense against me.
“Fuck I love hearing you say my name like that.” My jaw clenches as I work my two middle digits into her tight heat as she drops her head to watch me fuck her with my fingers.
Stroking in and out of her, I make sure my palm is rubbing her clit with every stroke as I kiss and suck her neck. Her body moves against mine as I feel her core begin to tighten.
“Luke... fuck... I’m going to come,” she says breathily as her fingers splay out wide on the tile wall. She grinds into my movements with every thrust of my fingers. I fight back the urge to take myself into my own hand and come along with her, but I want her orgasm more than I want my own.
I palm her breast with my other hand, tweaking her nipples in time with my strokes. “Come on my fingers, babe, I want to feel it.” I whisper heavily into her neck as her legs begin to shake. She reaches one hand down to mine. Not to stop me, but to press my hand into her harder. Letting me know she wants it harder and faster, and I give her what she wants.
“Luke,” she pants out. “Luke!” Her breaths come out in quick, shallow gasps as she grips my hand that’s fucking her. Her hips moving in rhythm to what I’m doing to her.
“I’m coming... I’m coming...” she cries out, standing on her tiptoes, and I feel her pussy pulsing around my fingers. Her whole body tenses against mine while I hold her as she rides the waves of her orgasm, her belly contracting under my arm.
Breathing just as hard as she is, she goes slack after a moment, and I withdraw my fingers from her while she still clutches myhand. I have to pull back and grip my cock hard to relieve some tension before I fucking cum all over her back.
Desperate, Roe turns on her heels and grabs my neck, kissing me fiercely. I grip the backs of her thighs and hoist her up around my waist, pressing her against the wall. We kiss and suck and nibble and moan and lick and devour each other for who knows how long. Long enough for the water to run cold.
I walk us out of the shower and wrap her in a towel while I grab my own, needing a minute to calm my racing heart and my cock. I’m not one to shy away from coming but I want to be inside her when I do it. Not spraying it on her back like a fucking neanderthal.
