Chapter 7
Magnus
Every part of me wants her. My hands ache to touch her, to feel the curves of her body.
I want to be kissing her. I want to feel her body pressed to mine.
I want to touch her all over. Make her gasp and groan and seriously want to claim this woman in a primal way.
But she is so happy. All grins and giggles.
It brings out a playful side I didn’t even know I had.
“I think we should explore this whole happiness dilemma, don’t you?” I ask her with a grin, while soaping up a washcloth in my hands.
“Well, I did come up here to do research for my paper.” She has a sexy twinkle in her beautiful eyes.
“Hmmm.” Reaching out I start to slowly run the wash cloth over her body. Over her curves. Loving how soft and smooth her skin is. Watching with wonder as soap bubbles cover her and then reveal the best bits as they are washed away with the water.
“Being nice and clean can make people happy.” I murmur.
She nods, letting out a little gasp as I pay extra attention to her puckered nipples. I love how sensitive her breasts are.
I step closer to her. Letting my chest gaze against her nipples. My hands travel up her thighs, bringing her closer. Skin against soapy skin.
“And being warm? Being warm makes people happy.” I whisper in her ear. Barely aware of what I am saying, just reveling in the joy of getting to touch her. I move my fingers between her legs. She holds onto my shoulders as I stroke against her. Slowly, gently exploring.
“It makes me damn happy you're so hot and wet for me, Ginny.” This time the words come out as a growl. It’s hard to keep playing this game when my cock is rock hard and throbbing.
And then I feel her hand wrap around my cock. Holy mountains. I have to hold myself very still otherwise I will explode. It’s been too long. I want this so much. I am on the edge. Hands on her body I flip her around, holding her back up against my chest, gripping her wrists to keep her hands still.
“If you touch me like that, this will all be over too quickly.”
She pushes her ass against me. We both moan at the same time.
My erection pushing against her ass cheek.
Fuck me. I’ve never met a woman so damn sexy.
Leaning her forward I put her hands against the wall.
My hands sliding down her body, lingering over her breasts, down over her hips.
Making my way around the front I slip my fingers into her once more. Moving her feet wider apart.
“Do you know how fucking sexy you are, Ginny? What you do to me?”
I move my fingers, stroking against her clit. Pushing inside of her. She pushes back against me, letting out little moans of pleasure mixed with cries of frustration.
I can’t believe I’m holding back. Years alone and now the sexiest, most beautiful, joyous, spirited woman is naked in the shower with me. Practically begging me to push my huge, rock hard cock inside of her. But I’ve got one more question for her.
It’s meant to sound charming, but my words are low and husky. “Would it make you happy if I fucked you, Ginny?”
“Oh, fuck, yes!!!” She practically screams her answer.
Positioning my cock against the opening of her pussy, I stroke it up and down through the wetness before pushing inside of her.
Holy stars, she feels so good. Hot and wet and tight.
I grip her hips and push in. I want her to take all of it.
To feel every inch of my cock. She pushes back against me wanting more.
“Fuck, yes, that’s so fucking good. “ The words tumble out of me. Pulling out and pushing back into her. Drawing out gasps and moans as I grip her hips and lose myself in her. I wish I could make her understand how I feel. This isn’t just physical.
This feels like the birth of something. A connection.
A joining. She walked in here and cracked me open.
And now I am open and raw but if I’m connected to Ginny.
Touching her. Gripping her. Moving inside of her. Then I am safe.
And it’s not enough. Not enough of a connection.
I want to see her face. I want to kiss her and see her smile up at me as I push into her depths.
But I can’t stop what I’m doing. It feels too damn good.
To stop would be madness. The second we are done here I'm picking her up and taking her to my bed and doing this properly.
I want to explore every inch of her body.
I want to learn what makes her squeal with glee. Just the thought of it is exciting.
Our grunts and groans and gasps and heavy breathing fill the bathroom.
It’s steamy in here. But not as hot as fucking this woman.
Filling her. Stretching her. The way she hugs my cock tight.
How she pushes against me. I reach between her legs to stroke across her hard little clit.
Her whole body goes tight, drawing my cock deep into her.
I feel her orgasm vibrate through her. A few hard, fast thrusts and I explode so hard I’m seeing stars.
Collapsing onto her I hug her tight. Holding onto this woman who has woken me up to the world.
I don’t ever want to let her go. When I'm ready, I pick her up in my arms. Stepping carefully out of the shower, holding her close, skin to skin, I walk her to the bed.
Watching as she stretches luxuriously on my bed.
“That was amazing.” She lets out a contented sigh.
“We’re not done yet, sweetheart.”
I can’t help but smile as she blinks up at me with confusion.
My hand around her ankle, I pull her towards me.
“We’ve discovered what makes me happy. But I think more exploration is needed for your paper.
I think we should spend a good amount of time working out what makes you happy. Really, really, thoroughly happy.”