27 #2
She rakes her hands down my chest and lifts my shirt, rising to her tiptoes to pull it off ofme.
My shirt floats to the floor next to our feet, and her fingers deftly unbutton my pants.
She pushes them over my thighs –one of her favorite body parts of mine, so she says– and I step out one foot at a time.
When I stand only in my underwear she walks me closer to the tub and drops to her knees.
“Oh fuck,” I groan when she reaches for the waistband of my boxer briefs and tugs them down, slower than fucking molasses.
Her eyes stay locked on me and there isn’t a shot in hell that Big Nic is going to stay quiet for this. He perks up real quick, ready to greet her. But instead of doing what I assumed she was, she climbs back to her feet and smiles.
“Get in,” she tells me.
“But you didn’t finish.” My voice whines and my eyes plead with her to get back on her knees.
“After. Right now you need to get in before the water turns cold. I added Epsom salt and a chamomile essential oil to help you relax.” She nudges me towards her large free-standing tub and I begrudgingly step one foot over the edge followed by the other.
“But I don’t want to take a bath. Big Nic was hoping he could speak with you.” I hiss when the hot water touches my skin as I sink down.
“No,” she says, a finger pointed in my face. “Quit talking about your dick like it’s a real person. That’s weird.”
“I mean, he does have a brain so technically…” I smirk and shrug, punctuating my words with a lick of my lips.
I know it drives her wild and it has the exact effect that I was hoping for. “Goddamn you. Why do you do that?”
“Do what, baby?” I lay back against the inflatable pillow she has stuck to the tub and my arm hangs over the side, reaching out and rubbing her leg.
“The lip thing. You can’t do that to get your way. It’s not fair.” She looks down at me and I notice how her nipples peak under the thin t-shirt she wears.
“Well it’s not fair that you’re so distractingly beautiful, but here we are.” Her lips purse as she works to hold back that beautiful smile of hers.
I continue to run my hand up and down her leg and when she least expects it, I grip behind her knee and drag her into the steamy water, waves splashing over the edge.
“Nic!” She screeches and tries to get out, but even with one arm I’m still strong enough to keep her tied to me.
I laugh into her neck and kiss her soft skin. She stops flailing and sighs, accepting defeat.
“Can I at least pry myself out my now drenched clothes?” She fumbles as she tries to stand and I help her by giving her ass a little push.
“I mean, if you want to join me I won’t object.” I wink at her as she gets her feet and begins tugging at her shirt that is suctioned to her body.
I watch as she struggles to free herself from the thing that seems to have the strength of finger cuffs.
She angrily throws it on the tiled floor and does the same to her leggings, tugging and fighting to rid herself of them.
She kicks off her panties and fuck if that isn’t the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.
Her feet step gingerly into the water, one of her legs either side of mine, so that she straddles me. I stare up at her, her glistening pussy right in my face, and I’m able to take one long swipe with my tongue before she comes to rest on me.
“Am I hurting you?” Her voice whispers, raspy and trying to hide the fact that she knows this will be more than just a fun bath.
“You could never hurt me. You’re perfect.”
I’ve never done something so intimate as bathing with a woman. I’ve had group showers with ladies and skinny dipping on hot summer nights. But sitting in a tub with the woman I’m falling for resting against me is a definite first.
My hand moves to the back of her head and I bring her forth to kiss me, responding desperately. Like she’s diving underwater and I’m the breath she needs to survive. I recognize the feeling because to me, she is the glass of water when I’m dying of thirst.
She rests her hands on my shoulders as our chests press tightly together, our slick wet skin making every sense heightened. I move my hands to her ass and she pulls back to look at me. I could stare all day and night at her. I’m mesmerized by her blinding beauty that is almost too much.
“I could stay like this forever,” I whisper.
“Oh yeah? In this tub when the water turns cold and your skin prunes?” Her voice jokes but she doesn’t understand the true message.
I push her damp hair behind her ears and correct her. “No. In your arms.”
Her jovial smile is no more and I worry that I’ve pushed her too far. She may be shedding that cold armor she’s worn for so long, but she remains skittish.
But the answer I receive is the last that I would expect. “I never thought I’d say this, especially to you, but I would be happy to grow cold and wrinkled sitting with you right here.”
Forever . Her mouth doesn’t speak the words, but her eyes tell me everything.
My hand slides off her ass and around to her smooth pussy. I play between her lips and roll her clit. When her head drops back, I know I’ve struck the right chord. She circles her hips, rubbing up and down, back and forth, around and around against my dick.
I feel the pinch of her fingers playing with the bar that goes through my nipple. Her mouth attacks mine and I spread her tight pussy lips apart, giving me more access to insert my fingers.
“Aah,” she moans, reaching beneath the water, and fisting my cock as she pulls away from the grasp of my fingers.
Her body hovers just above me, tempting my dick between her seam. With the palm of my hand, I rub her clit and she teases no more. Her pussy swallows me whole, sliding down and watching the way my eyes reach euphoria.
My hand grips her luscious hips and moves with her cadence as she rolls them, starting slowly before she obliterates my senses.
The water ripples with small waves and the sound echoes in the large bathroom.
Large windows sit on the wall beside the tub and the vast sky with its twinkling lights has nothing on the beauty in my arms.
I flick her hardened nipple then sink my teeth into it.
The overload of her senses has her dropping her head back and breathing that wonderfully breathy mewl.
It’s sensual and sexier than any pornstar moan that so many other women think men want to hear.
I guess I can’t say too much about that because I relished in the groan and over amplified cries.
It was a boost to my ego. But what I’m experiencing now feels like something bigger.
Valentina grows needy and she takes more, faster and with a greater purpose. I latch onto her neck, wanting so badly to leave behind the mark that reminds her she belongs to me, but also wanting the ability to have kids in the future.
“You feel like heaven, mi Reina.” She presses her forehead to mine, eyes closed and nails digging into my back.
“You take me there.”
The water begins to wade over the sides of the tub like a waterfall of lust and desire. Harder she goes and I feel myself nearing the pinnacle just as she does.
“Fuck, you feel so good baby. Your pussy is begging to scream.” I wrap my arms around her waist and tug her closer, helping me thrust harder.
Determination crosses her face and what happens next can only be explained as sweet hell.
She slides up and down on my throbbing cock, her tight pussy squeezing and milking me. My eyes slam shut and my balls tingle, feeling the precipice of my orgasm coming. Her speed intensifies then suddenly slows until she stops, my dick fully seated inside of her and aching to blow.
“What are yo–” She picks up again and I praise, but far too quickly as she tortures me some more.
Over and over, she teases me with the fast, slow and stop of her movements.
It’s agony. If I was a prisoner, this would be the worst form of punishment.
I struggle with taking over like I did last night.
I tell myself to just let her control our destiny, but I can’t take it anymore.
I’m not the man to let someone else take the wheel.
I suck up what I know is about to be painful and grab onto her with both hands. The move shocks her, jolting her to a stop. The tub water gets lower as our movements get harsher. My jaw grinds, my dick throbs, and a chill runs up my spine.
“Nic,” she cries and bears down.
Her body shakes and she grinds her clit along my groin in rapture. I desperately want to let her finish, but the way her tight pussy comes for me is too much. I let go with a growl in equal ecstasy.
Our chests rise and hearts pound as the adrenaline still runs through our veins. Valentina’s body is draped over mine as she sits boneless and satiated. My earlier thought begins to spiral in my mind and I know this is bigger than I ever expected.
My heart recognized it before I did. It recognized that I needed someone to see the real me, down to my core, and who had the power to change my life. My heart knew that this woman who stormed into my life with a fury was destined to be mine.
My thoughts of finding a woman, somewhere and someday, we’re not on my to-do list right now.
But when the right one finds you, you get down on your knees and thank your lucky stars because life will never be the same.
In the short time she has orbited in my atmosphere, Valentina has brought out the real me and I wouldn’t want to be anything but the very best for her.
I’m falling hard and fast in love with Valentina San Ramón, and the prospect that once frightened me is not the one thing I could never live without.