Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 87766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Please don’t cry,” I pull her down on the tub. “Believe that I didn’t do this on purpose.”
“I know,” she sniffs.
“You know I was the one who never even wanted to go out with her in the first place!” I exclaim. “You know how crazy she is!”
“No,” she nods again, grabbing a tissue. “I know.”
“It was really only a peck,” I explain. “I realized it wasn’t you pretty immediately.”
“So she didn't even make it past your lips?” She perks up. “No open mouth?”
“No!” I stand. “God, I registered it wasn’t you far before that!”
She nods again, her eyes searching the room.
“Okay,” she sighs, standing and grabbing my hand.
She pulls us over to the shower, the steam rising and clouding the closed doors. She opens them, pulling us both inside. Hot water sprays onto us, soaking her clothing and my boxers. I lower the water temperature a bit, watching as she searches around for something. “Should I not have told you?” I ask, and she gives me a look.
“I’m going to pretend you didn’t even ask me that.”
She spots the bar of soap she was looking for, picking it up and bringing it to my face.
“What are you doing?” I pull my head back.
“Close your mouth and pucker your lips,” she demands. I want to object, because this is ridiculous, but I don’t. Not if it will make her happy.
I sigh, doing as she asks, and she rubs the bar over them. Despite my mouth being closed, it tastes disgusting. I let her finish, and as soon as she does, I turn towards the showerhead to immediately wash it off, but she stops me.
“Wait!” She exclaims. “You need to let it soak in to get the germs off.”
I pause and take a deep breath through my nose, watching as she takes off her wet clothes until she’s standing in her bra and underwear.
“Okay,” she reaches up, twisting my head towards the shower stream. She uses both of her thumbs and starts rubbing my lips, washing the soap and any remnants of Brittney away.
Once I can no longer taste the suds, I open my mouth and grab her finger, sucking it into my mouth. She hesitates before grabbing my face. “Don’t let that happen again.”
I nod, and she lets go.
“I just have to make sure I always go to kiss you with my eyes open.” I joke, opening them ridiculously wide, and she laughs.
I move closer, kissing her with need and hunger, and her mouth opens automatically as she jumps into my arms.
“So perfect,” I mumble.
My hands cup her ass, pressing her against my already hard cock. I feel where her legs meet, just above my dick, and I slam her against the shower wall. She squeals a delightful sound, and I can’t help my smile.
I’m enjoying her taste until our swift grinding movements are no longer enough. I need to be closer. I slide her down, so her legs reach the floor, not letting up from her wonderfully puffy lips, her skin gently stretching with each suck of mine.
Eventually I step back, watching as she drops her underwear. I slide off my boxers, taking her panties from her and throwing them on the bathroom floor. The brief coldness from the open shower door hardens her nipples, and I already can’t wait to taste them.
She takes off her bra next, throwing it over the top of the shower. It misses and falls on me, and she laughs wonderfully. I can’t help but stare at her perfect body, watching as she begins to lather soap into her hands, massaging it onto my chest and up and down my arms.
The side of her hand hits my bulging cock, but she continues as if it never happened, soaping my legs, bending down, until her ass is sticking into the air, and I all but fall backwards. She rights herself, laughing at my astounded expression.
“I should probably wash your cock too, huh?” She smiles, and I nod.
“That’s probably a good idea,” my mouth waters.
She wraps both hands around my engorged member, and I close my eyes, basking in the pleasure. Her already forceful push and pull has me on the brink of coming all too soon.
She speeds up her jerking movements, and out of nowhere, I rupture. A huge, streaming jet blasts all over her naked body, and I fall forward, my arm catching me against the shower wall as I tower over her while she continues to work the come out of my dick.
I don’t think I’ve ever come so fast in my life.
“Sorry,” I moan, apologizing for the mess and quickness of it, just as the last bits spew out.
She smiles, gathering more soap and washing my dick off. I kiss her shoulder, gathering soap as well, and start to wash her back. She moans, and I can’t take my eyes off her, not even to blink. I’m enjoying worshiping and touching every inch of her body far too much. I’m merely a servant and she is my most humble queen.