Chapter 14
Lana
That fucker has left me hot and bothered without even being there when I had my orgasm.
Now I have to finish this on my own. I put my left hand on the dingy tiles and get to business.
The water slides down my body, and I accept its warmth.
With my other hand I start by touching my neck and then I slide it down my breasts.
I grab the sides and start pushing them forward, imagining M taking them in his mouth. With my index fingers and thumbs, I pinch my nipples multiple times. The stimulation is starting to send me into overdrive. I start moaning loudly, wishing that he were here.
My right—no, left—hand is near my pussy, and I bite my lip as I push one finger inside of me. I put my head against the tiles for some stability. I move upward, and it’s not fucking enough, so I push in one more finger. They are working overtime as I’m almost near climax.
In my imagination, it’s M’s mouth on my clit, sucking and biting.
“M, just like that,” I utter as I’m almost out of breath.
“Both hands on the tiles.” I fucking yelp, but I do as I’m told.
He is here. And I don’t fucking care how he got in, I’m just happy that he is here.
“That pussy is mine,” he says as he nudges my legs apart with his right foot. I gladly oblige, and I feel something hard poking me. That alone makes me want to orgasm, but I wait for the real fucking deal. Temporarily, I forget what I need to do and sink into the pleasure.
M places his cock against my entrance and slides in effortlessly. I’m so fucking wet from before that he doesn’t need any guidance. His moves aren’t slow, they are demanding. He wants to fucking own me.
And I might let him.
Just as my hands start slipping from the tiles, he holds them up by intertwining my fingers with his. He brings his mouth to my left ear and starts talking.
“Little hummingbird, I fucking crave you. Take this cock like a good fucking girl.” His voice makes me breathe harder and moan louder.
He removes his hands from mine and pulls out completely.
I’m left angry, but he quickly diminishes that by turning me around and picking me up.
My legs wrap around his waist, my arms around his neck, and my back is plastered against the wall.
His eyes are burning into mine with the intensity of a thousand suns.
“You were doing such a good job. Now let me ruin this pussy of mine.” He grabs my ass even tighter and starts thrusting his cock in me in upward and downward motions. The movement is so fast that I can’t catch my breath. His cock is hitting all my inside walls, and I feel my orgasm coming.
“Fuck, yes, M, please don’t stop. I’m almost there!” I can barely get those words out, but I do. The fog around is making me even hotter, and he is picking up on that. I dig my nails into his shoulder blades, and I’m scratching him.
Drawing blood.
“Look at me, little hummingbird.” I look at him, and he crushes his mouth against mine. Our tongues are exploring each other’s mouths and battling. The wet and sloppy sounds are mirroring the sounds of me meeting his thrusts.
“Fucking come. Now!” he yells at me while he buries his head in my neck.
“Fuck!” I scream with the same strength as his roar, and I collapse against him.
M finishes inside of me, and once we are both done, he releases my legs and makes me sit down on the floor of my shower.
I sit in between his legs, and with the water still running, he starts applying shampoo to my hair.
I didn’t even notice that he took my bottle of shampoo.
“What are you doing?” I ask him as he lathers my hair.
“Washing you.” The sentence is so simple, yet it carries so much weight.
Once he is done, he washes me off and carries me to my bedroom and places me on my bed.
I’m so tired that I don’t even register him dressing me in my pajamas.
Once he is done, he pulls the cover over me, and I hear one thing before I drift off into oblivion.
“I’ll see you soon.”