Club Princess - Nicole James Page 0,31

hand, and lead her to the bathroom. I don’t let go as I reach into the shower to turn the water on, adjusting until it’s the perfect temperature.

When I turn back, she’s already reaching for the little buttons on her feminine blouse. I brush her fingers aside, wanting to undress her myself, unwrapping her like the gift she is. I realize women like her don’t come along every day. I realize how special she is. I also realize I’m already addicted to her gorgeous body, and the gentle way she touches me.

I pull her blouse off, revealing her sexy new bra. It’s ice-blue lace, and pushes her tits up, serving them up for my mouthwatering pleasure. I can’t wait to get my hands on them, but right now I’m dying to see the panties that match.

I unfasten her jeans, and squat, tugging them down her coltishly long legs. The lace barely covers her, with several tiny satin ribbons that wrap around her hips. I pull the denim from her feet, and toss it aside, then turn her, my eyes taking in her ass in the barely-there thong.

I follow along the satin ribbon with the tip of my index finger, watching her skin pebble as she trembles at my touch. I lean forward to kiss one cheek, then turn her to face me. I press another kiss to her lace-covered pussy, as I hook my fingers and drag the panties down her hips.

She steps free, and I stand, pulling her bra off as well.

Lola is gorgeous. Perfection. And for tonight, she’s all fucking mine.

I watch her nipples pucker and harden under my gaze, and my pulse races. I draw her under the spray, and watch her body grow slick as the water sluices over her. I lather my hands, and run them over her skin, soaping her slippery curves.

My palms glide over her arms, her shoulders, and down to the hefty globes of her breasts, giving them special attention. She moans, and when my fingers roll over her engorged nipples, she gasps, thrusting them into my touch.

I trail my hands down her hips and tummy, and I turn her, pulling her against me as I dip my soapy fingers between her legs, spreading her pussy lips and massaging her.

She whimpers.

“You like that?” I murmur at her ear, biting the lobe until she answers.

“Yes, God, yes.”

She rubs her ass against me, and my hard dick presses against the crack of her ass, the head bobbing against those dimples at the base of her spine.

My fingers roll over her hard little clit, and Lola cries out, gasping in need.

I grab her jaw, and turn her face, my mouth crushing to hers. She moans into me as my tongue delves deep.

I rub her clit in slow, deliberate circles, and then move faster as she responds, bucking against me, her hands clinging to my arms.

She whimpers again, and I don’t need her to tell me she’s close. I’ve learned to read her body, and right now it’s quivering, stretched taught on the razor edge. I know I can make her come for me right now, but I want to drag it out. I slow my motions, and withdraw my touch from her clit; instead, turning her and thrusting two fingers inside her, finding that little button that I know will give her a bigger, longer orgasm. I press her against the wall so she can’t control the pressure she receives. Her curves are caught between the slick tile and my hard muscled body.

“Stroke my dick,” I order, my voice rough with need.

She takes it in her gentle hands and squeezes from base to tip twisting at the end, and I groan.

I keep at her, my fingers stroking until her head bangs back against the tile, and she loses focus on what she’s supposed to be doing.

“You want to come?”

“Yes, please.”

I don’t have the heart to deny her, so I add my thumb to the mix, swirling the soapy digit in lazy circles around her clit in tighter and tighter circles until she’s bucking against me, her breasts bouncing.

When she orgasms, I heft her up and bring her down on my shaft, pressing her back to the wall, and pinning her there. I hold her as she shudders, spasms of ecstasy quivering through her. Then I get my forearms under her thighs and push them up and back, holding her weight, and giving her nowhere to escape as I plunge deep, again and again.

She screams as