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He smiled and took me by the hand, leading me to the bathroom. He closed the door and turned the water on. When he looked at me again, his eyes slid across my body. It was like invisible fingers caressing me as his eyes moved up and down.
My fingers were trembling as I watched him strip his shirt off and toss it to the ground. His muscles rippled and twisted as he bent over to pull off his boots and then slide his pants and underwear off. Naked, he stood in front of me, looking back at me. My gaze traced his body, across the muscles of his chest and down past his stomach to the thick, heavy cock between his legs. It was slowly growing hard as he looked at me.
I pulled my shirt off, and my breasts sprang free—I’d foregone the bra. Goose flesh erupted along the skin, and I felt the sharp ache of my nipples growing hard. I bent and slipped off my shorts and panties.
We stood naked in front of each other. I ached to reach out and touch his body. To feel the warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips, the shiver of his body as my hand slid lower, and hear his gasp as my fingers wrapped around his throbbing cock.
Blayne snapped me out of my reverie by pulling open the shower door and stepping inside. I stepped in behind him, and the steaming water hit my skin. All my tension vanished under the heat.
Blayne grabbed a bar of soap off the tile shelf and began soaping my back. I sighed and rested my hands against the wall. His hands, slippery with soap, slid up and down my back. My eyes fluttered closed in anticipation. I wanted more, but the foreplay was nice. It was exciting to draw it out, to make it last.
His hands went down my lower back, sliding across my ass as he massaged my skin before moving on. I arched my back, pushing my ass against him, and he obliged by slipping a hand down between my legs. His fingers skimmed across my puckered butthole, then up to my pussy. I gasped, almost crying out
when he pulled his hand away after only one pass. My clit was throbbing, and I wanted him inside me.
Blayne pulled me close, his chest pressing against my back. He traced paths across my belly and up until he cradled my breasts in his hands. His soaped hands teased my nipples, pinching gently. His cock nestled between my ass cheeks. I reached back and tucked a hand between us, finally taking him in my hand. He buried his face between my neck and shoulder, gasping like I’d wanted him to. I bit my lip as I started stroking him. The thick, muscular cock throbbed under my fingers as he continued to massage my breasts.
“I want you,” I whispered.
Blayne turned me around to face him. He pulled me into a kiss that made the world vanish. In that moment, there was nothing but the two of us. Our bodies slid against each other as we hungrily pawed at each other’s bodies. Soap streamed off our bodies under water, and with a low moan, Blayne turned the shower off and opened the door.
He stepped out and dried off, then pulled me out of the shower and gingerly patted my skin dry. When he’d dried my breasts, he leaned forward and languidly slid his tongue across one of my nipples. It was like an electric pulse straight from my chest to between my legs. A moan escaped me as he took me in his mouth, sucking and tugging at my nipples. His hand moved below my waist, and I almost cried out when he thrust two fingers inside me. I wrapped my arms around his neck to hold myself up as my legs turned to jelly under his ministrations. Christ, nothing had ever felt this good, and we hadn’t even really started yet.
He worked his fingers in me, fucking me with his hand until I was on the edge of coming.
Not wanting to finish yet, I pulled his hand away and pushed him up until he was standing above me. I went to my knees and
took his cock in my hand. I looked up until our eyes met, and the desire in his eyes spurred me on. I wrapped my lips around him, taking him deep into my mouth.
Blayne’s eyes closed and his head tilted back in ecstasy. The warm, rock-hard flesh slid to the back of my throat. I moved my mouth back and forth across his shaft several times, caressing his balls as I did. I took the head between my lips and sucked at it, flicking my tongue across the glans.
“Holy fuck. Oh shit.” His words came in a grunt. Warmth spread through. I was the one pleasing him. There was something hot about watching a big, strong man like Blayne turn to putty in my hands.
I stopped what I was doing and stood, taking his hand and leading him to the bed. Climbing onto the mattress, I bent over and pushed my ass up toward him. He rewarded me by burying his tongue in my pussy. I cried out, clutching the sheets as his tongue slipped and danced across my clit.
Right when I thought I couldn’t take any more, Blayne pulled his face away and got onto the bed behind me. I looked back over my shoulder and watched as he entered me. My jaw dropped and my face contorted into a silent scream of pleasure as inch after glorious inch slowly slid into my pussy. I was nearly manic with desire.
Before he was all the way in, I was already rocking my hips back against him, moving myself across his length.
Blayne gripped my ass and matched my pace, fucking me the same way I was fucking him. Each thrust was like an explosion of pleasure, sending throbbing heat through my entire body.
Suddenly, he pulled himself free and rolled me over. In an instant, I was on my back looking up at him.
“I want to see your face as you come around my cock,” he whispered as he slammed into me again.
Laughing, I raked my nails down his chest, then lowered my hand between my legs, rubbing at my clit while he thrust deliciously into me over and over again. The first buzzing hints of an orgasm started sizzling across my skin, pulsing between my legs. Like I was being lifted up on a cresting wave, ready to crash into the beach.
Then, like a tsunami, it hit me. Burst over me. I cried out and my legs started shaking.
I was gasping for breath, but Blayne was still thrusting into me. I dug my nails into his back as he worked, and another orgasm hit me, shattering my mind into a million pieces. I’d never experienced anything like it, and still he kept going.
“Ohmigod, ohmigod. Oh, God!” I cried out.
Blayne’s breathing grew ragged and his shoulders began to quaver. He sped up for a few seconds and thrust himself into me one final time before collapsing onto me.
We both lay there in quivering puddles. I struggled to catch my breath. The whole world seemed to be spinning around us. It took several minutes before either of us were back to our normal selves.
Blayne raised up on his elbows and kissed me. I ran my fingers through his hair as I invited his tongue into my mouth. I could taste myself on him. After a few seconds, he pulled away and lay beside me, running a hand up my hip to my shoulder and back down.
“There’s gonna be a lot of long nights for a while. Danger is coming our way and we’re working on trying to figure out how to get through this. Are you gonna be okay with that?”
I nodded. “Yeah, of course. I get it.”
“Your dad is trying to get more involved. I think he feels bad that he’s not out there with us.”
My skin prickled at the thought. “He’s doing enough. My uncles and the rest of our family can do the heavy lifting.”
Blayne raised himself up on an elbow. “I promise he won’t get hurt.”
