Chapter 30
She can’t see me from behind this mirror. I’m so close I can smell her sweet peach scent. I swear the taste lingers on my tongue. When she kissed that fucker, I wanted to rip his tongue out. She belongs to me and I will have her. Nothing and no one will stop me from owning her completely.
My cock twitches as I watch her strip out of her clothes. Her smooth, creamy caramel skin calls to me. I want to run my tongue all over every inch of her sinful body. Her dusky pink nipples pebble as the cool air hits her skin. That sexy round ass is just begging for me to take a bite of it. She’d like it too. There’s no doubt that she’d love all the pain that I’d give her with her pleasure.
Watching her climb into the tub makes me wish I was the water engulfing her body. Sliding my hand into my sweats, pulling out my cock, as she slides her hand down her stomach towards that sweet pussy. My mouth waters for a taste. I spit into my hand before stroking my dick.
The soft moans slipping from her mouth have my hand moving faster, as precum drips from my tip. I close my eyes with visions of her splayed out beneath me. She has her legs spread open, showing me that pretty pink pussy. I stroke my hard length along her glistening folds before shoving inside her.
She arches her back as her sweet pussy clenches around me, squeezing and milking me. Reaching up and wrapping my hand around her throat, I thrust into her to the hilt, balls slapping against her tight ass. She opens her eyes, locking with mine as she pulls me down towards her lips.
“Fuck!” she moans, causing me to open my eyes.
The water surrounding her is rocking against the side of the tub, letting me know she is close.
“Yes. Fuck me harder,” slips from those pretty lips.
I pick up speed, matching her pace. My balls draw up, letting me know I’m close as well.
“Yes. You feel so good.”
That’s right sweet peach, you know who owns you.
Her heavy, labored moans bring me closer to the edge of my own release. I feel the familiar tingle at the base of my spine. I tip my head back, allowing the sensation to wash over me.
“I’m coming. Don’t stop.” She moans, the sounds of water splashing around and onto the floor.
Gripping my cock tighter, tugging a few more times until I’m shooting rope after rope of hot, cum all over my hand.
“Atti” she moans out.
Are you fucking serious? That should be my name falling from those lips. I’ll fucking show her who she belongs to.
Pulling up my pants, I hear a noise coming from behind me, causing me to turn. The hair at the nape of my neck stands on end, but I don’t see anyone there.
Weird.
I swear I can smell cherry blossoms. And I only know one person who smelled like that.