on his dick” scenario, they discovered that her killer athleticism and his overwhelming physical superiority were a good match. She clung to his torso and buried her mouth on his neck as he walked around the bedroom with her luscious body impaled on his ferocious erection.
In the shower, he vigorously scrubbed his head and stuck his face into the stream of water. The warmth relaxed his muscles, and he found himself sighing more than once.
His thoughts drifted.
He needed to contact his building super when he got back to New York. The lobby intercom connection was acting up on his end. An electrician was going to have to look at it.
Rivers of warm liquid comfort streamed down his body. He found the perfect spot beneath the showerhead and braced a hand on the tile wall as an anchor. Habit and sheer reflex made him reach for his dick. Without being consciously aware, Arnie stroked himself and continued his shower musings.
He was so deep in thought that he missed hearing the door open. It wasn’t until cold air drifted across his skin that he woke up and clued in.
Summer was standing there, studying what he was doing. Caught off guard in a guy moment, he turned to hide his embarrassment and pretended to rinse off.
Her voice cut through his awkwardness.
“You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”
She’d made similar statements before, but this time, the awe in her voice gave him goose bumps. Conceit aside, he knew he was blessed with good looks. Summer’s response, though, was different, special.
She closed the shower door, and the space filled quickly with delicious steam. Her eyes scanned his face and then drifted lower. His cock responded accordingly and grew harder under her scrutiny.
It wasn’t like him to hesitate, but he did. What did she need from him?
His eyes narrowed, and he studied his young lover. Right away, he picked up on her shallow breathing, lip biting, and the delicate tremor that wracked her body.
Her eyes remain fixed on his cock.
There was only one thing for him to do. He began slowly stroking. Summer gave the sexiest lip-biting moan of all time.
She looked into his eyes. He was blown away by the unabashed lust she let him see. Lust mixed with innocent curiosity.
“Give me your hand.”
She jumped with surprise. “What?”
“Your hand, Goldilocks. Give it to me.”
He beckoned her with his fingers. Adorably unsure, she complied, though her hand jerked awkwardly.
He wrapped her fingers around him and covered them with his hand. “What do you feel?” He growled.
“It’s so big and hard,” she stammered.
He smirked. “What is?” he asked. “What’s big and hard, Summer?”
Would she answer? Women were so weird about dirty talk, but so far, his little lady had been far from prudish when it came to words.
“Your cock. Oh, Arnie,” she cooed. “I love how you feel in my hand.” Her eyes met his. “I didn’t know how much I’d like it.”
She wasn’t the only one who was surprised. Having a female fondle his junk was nothing new, but holy fuck, Summer’s innocent delight made his cock quiver.
He grunted and leered at her. “Your soft hand makes me hard. How’s that for opposites attracting?”
A little squeeze was her reply. Then she smiled, and asked, “Show me?”
“My pleasure.” He repositioned her grip, covered her hand with his, and took her step-by-step through a watery hand job.
She was fascinated by the topography and performed a detailed inspection of the head and underside until his legs shook, and he had to stop her. Unfortunately, her fingers didn’t take no for an answer and switched to fondling his balls. His way-too-sensitive balls.
“You like this,” she purred.
He came damn close to losing his shit as she rolled them in her hand. All he had was a growl. “Summer,” he groaned. “Enough.”
Her giggle made all kinds of crazy shit flash in his mind, but for whatever reason, he didn’t stop her.
She squirted shower gel into her hand, gripped his balls, and used her soapy hand to stroke his length until he was covered in bubbly foam.
He didn’t try to hold back. Her hands felt too good.
As his cock grew bigger, thicker, she cooed in a husky, sexy growl, “Any last-second pointers?”
“Yeah,” he grunted. “Don’t stop when you see come. It’s not over for me until the last drop.”
She brought him to a shuddering climax. He grunted as his cock fired off like a cannon in a series of pulsating volleys, leaving him gasping.
“Fu-uck,” he groaned.
When his senses returned and