48. Chapter Forty-Eight
Chapter Forty-Eight
Rory
H is lips skim across my body, and the water beats down on us, crashing against my sensitive, flushed skin, setting a fire ablaze inside of me.
Soft, quiet noises of enjoyment float around the enclosed space as his lips explore every inch of my face, neck and chest.
When his tongue darts out, flicking against my nipple, my head falls back, resting against the wall behind me.
I lift my leg up, wrapping it around his waist, and using it to pull him closer to me.
He takes his time, licking and sucking on each nipple as his hands toy with my boobs, kneading, pulling, slapping, caressing.
He leans closer to me, pressing my back flat against the wall, and he grinds his dick against me, both of us groaning when it slips across my clit, pulsing, and twitching with anticipation.
The water cascades down his back, splashing onto my hands as they run over each corded muscle while I stare into his mesmerising eyes.
Without the warm water covering my body, I start to feel the cold biting away at my flushed skin, and goosebumps spread along my arms .
Jaylen must notice because he pushes his body into mine, spreading his warmth over my entire body.
His hand skims down my side and underneath the thigh that's hooked around his waist until his fingers brush against my pussy and the underneath of his length.
My teeth sink into my lower lip, and his eyes drop to my mouth.
He shakes his head, his eyes flicking back to mine.
"Don't stop yourself from making noise, darling. I wanna hear how much you're enjoying yourself."
My lips part as he slips two fingers inside of me again, and he pushes his hips forward so that his dick is pressing into my clit.
My eyes flutter as I struggle to keep them open as new sensations run through my body from the combined movements of his fingers and his dick.
He moves his hips back and forth at the same pace as his fingers inside of me, creating a rhythm that has me panting, moaning, and cursing.
Wetness pools between my legs, and I start to feel my body weakening as pleasure consumes me.
He smirks and uses his free hand to lift my other leg around his waist too as he presses me harder against the tiled wall.
As his fingers work faster, he breaks the intense eye contact between us and moves his head to the crook of my neck to sink his teeth into me as he grunts, and groans.
"Jaylen, please," I beg, wanting nothing more than to finally feel his dick inside of me.
Without me saying any more, he knows exactly what I need .
Pulling his fingers out of me, he lifts his hands and swipes his soaked fingers across my lips, coating them with my wetness.
I lick my lips and he growls at me before swooping down and covering my mouth with his as he hungrily kisses me as if he's eager to get a taste as well before it disappears.
His hands grip my thighs, lifting me up, and I wedge a hand between us both until it reaches his slick cock and I guide him inside of me.
Both of our lips part, and unexplainable noises pour out of our mouths as he slowly lowers me onto his dick, inch by inch, filling me up until I'm a whimpering mess.
"Fuck!" he roars, resting his head against mine, his eyes glued between us as he looks down to where we're connected.
His dick throbs inside me, and I clench around him, sending a shiver through both of our bodies.
When he makes no effort to move just yet, I dig my fingers into his back, lock my ankles together behind him and lift myself up before dropping back down, forcing his dick further inside me.
"Oh, fuck," I shout, my voice mixed with pleasure and pain.
His hands slip to my arse, gripping each cheek so that he can lift me up again, and this time, as he slams his dick inside me, sparks explode in my vision.
"More," I plead, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling his body tight against mine.
We both frantically paw at each other as we somehow move in sync at the perfect rhythm.
His hands slide over my body, gripping every inch of me as he slams his dick inside of me, over and over again .
I thread my fingers through his hair, and rake my nails down his back, adding a bite of pain to the mix, and when his hips stutter and his grip on me grows tighter, I grin.
"I knew you liked that."
"No pain, no pleasure," he grunts, lowering his head until he catches my nipple in his mouth and bites down on it.
When my inner walls clench around him, he smirks.
"I need more," I whine, arching my back and trying to press my clit against him, but his hand crashes against my arse, the sound of the slap echoing through the room.
"Hop down and face the wall," he demands.
My brows raise in surprise at his tone, but I immediately obey him, allowing him to lift me off his dick.
As soon as my feet touch the floor, I spin my body around and his hand pushes against the centre of my back until my face, and my chest are pressed against the cold tile, my back arched, pushing my arse out towards him with my legs spread wide.
His hands run down the length of my body at an agonizingly slow pace.
"This is a sight to behold," he says, as one of his hands grasp my hip, holding me in place, while the other one slithers back up my body until his fingers are kneading the skin at the back of my neck.
He grabs a fistful of my hair, and tugs my head back, angling my face to the side so that I'm forced to look at him over my shoulder.
When I see the wicked smile on his face, my breath catches in my throat, and an exciting tremor tingles down my spine.
His tongue runs along his bottom lip as his eyes break away from mine and graze over my body until he's staring down at where his dick is resting against my pussy, probably drenched by both the water that's raining down on us, and also from my excitement.
Sucking his lip into his mouth, he bends his knees slightly until the tip of his dick is prodding at my entrance, and as his eyes flick back up to mine, he pushes his hips forward, burying himself inside me.
He uses the grip he has on my hip to guide us back and forth and my eyes fall shut as my mouth drops open, lost in the ecstasy of the feeling of his dick moving inside of me, hitting pleasurable points I never even knew existed.
He tugs my head back with the hand wrapped in my hair, and he pulls me back wards until I'm standing on my tiptoes with my back flush against his chest, his lips against my neck, and the water from the shower spraying over my face.
"Fuck, baby. If I knew you'd take me this well, I would've folded when we were still in the hospital," he mutters, lapping at the water dripping down my neck as he continues thrusting inside of me at a languid pace, building up the pressure that's growing in my stomach. "You're perfect, you know that, right?"
I turn my head to the side, moving my face out of the stream of water so that I can finally open my mouth to respond, but at the moment, he picks up his pace, driving his hips forward as his hand moves from my hip to between my legs until his fingers find my clit.
"You were made for me, weren't you?" he asks, just as he pinches my clit, causing me to scream.
Shudders run through my body, and my legs begin to tremble as heat consumes me and the pressure in my stomach becomes a burning pool of desire.
"You're mine, aren't you, Aurora? "
He slams himself inside me as his fingers simultaneously circle my clit at a rapid pace, pushing me over the edge.
"Yes," I scream, my hips bucking wildly against him and my walls convulse around his dick, pulling him deep inside of me as I lose all control of my body, blinded by pleasure.
He groans behind me, our noises mixing together as we continue moving our hips, waves of ecstasy rushing over us both.
He pistons his hips forward a couple more times with such force that my upper body is shoved against the wall again, and he growls against me, sinking his teeth into my shoulder as he sheaths himself deep inside me as he, too, reaches his climax.
I welcome the cool tile against my heated skin, shivers running through my body as I feel his dick throbbing inside of me as his release fills me up.
My body melts, my muscles slack, and numb, and I'm convinced that his hands on my hip and in my hair are the only reason I'm somewhat upright.
"Holy, shit," he utters, pressing gentle kisses against the shoulder that he was just biting in to. "You okay, darling?"
I lazily nod my head as he gently smooths his hands along my thighs before pulling his softening dick out of me.
"Yeah. Can't move," I tell him, still panting as if I just ran a fucking marathon.
He chuckles from behind me, and his arms circle my waist as he pulls me against his body and beneath the warm water.
"Let's clean you up and get back to bed," he says, placing a gentle kiss against my cheek.