Ava is pulling off her shirt before we’re even through the front door. When I slip a hand from behind onto her bare breast, she giggles, the sound turning into a sigh when I gather her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and give it a gentle tug.
“Hey, pretty girl,” I murmur into her neck.
“Get naked,” she pants. “Now.”
“Yes ma’am.”
I shuck off my clothes and follow her into the bathroom. Ava likes the water hot, and steam fills the room as she steps beneath the spray. I watch her for a second as she tilts back her head and lets the water soak her hair.
She’s so fucking pretty. Proud shoulders. Pert tits. That little triangle of curly hair between her legs.
I step inside and bend down to take her nipple in my mouth. Her breath catches. She grins.
“Hey.”
“Hi.”
“Can I lather you up?”
“I’d like that, yeah.”
I squeeze some body wash onto my hands and get to work. My cock thickens as I work the soap into a lather on her smooth, soft skin, my hand dipping between her thighs. She’s hot to the touch, her hips already rolling as I graze her clit with my thumb.
I make her come that way. One hand on her pussy, the other on her tit. I play with her clit and her nipple, coordinating my fingers so that they work in tandem to bring her to orgasm.
By the time she throws back her head and shouts my name, I’m hard as shit and dying to be inside her. But then I notice how her tits are still lathered in glistening suds.
I’m gripped by an idea.
“Remember how I said I wanted to fuck you everywhere?”
Ava looks at me through heavy-lidded eyes. “When we were at the hotel in Austin? How could I forget?”
I take her tits in my hands. “How about here?”
“Okay,” she replies with a lazy, sated smile.
Then she’s climbing onto the shower’s built-in, tiled bench. She’s getting on her knees. She’s fisting my dick and taking my leaking tip in her mouth. She arches her back so that her tits are thrust high. Giving me one last, hard suck, she angles my dick on her chest so that I’m placed between her breasts.
She pushes them together and meets my eyes. “I’m good. Are you?”
I bite back a curse. Her tits feel warm and soft, a sweet little valley that I begin to rock into. Slowly at first, despite my very real urge to jerk my hips and rut like an animal. The soap and water provide just the right amount of lubrication to help me slide easily in and out, in and out.
Ava looks down, watching my head disappear between her tits, only to reappear seconds later. “That’s actually pretty hot.”
“You kidding?” I put one hand on the tiled wall behind her head and go up on my toes. “It’s hot as hell. You feel so good, pretty girl. You look so good with me fucking you this way.”
Takes me all of two minutes to come on her chest. My entire body seizes as the wave hits, a brutal takedown that leaves me struggling for air.
Ava, being Ava, revels in me losing my goddamn mind. When I open my eyes, I see her swiping her thumb through my release. She brings that thumb to her mouth. Looks me in the eye and laps it up with her pretty pink tongue.
I cup her chin. “We’re still fun, aren’t we?”
She grins. “We’ll always be fun.”
I believe her.
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