search for more. The spray of the shower hits my back, and I jump, smiling into his kiss when our teeth knock together.
Before I know what’s happening, he pushes me against the wall, his large body commanding mine. Here’s where I take over. Sliding my back against the tile, I use it for support and drop to my knees, my palms resting on the fronts of his thighs.
Hello, Cason’s cock. You’re magnificent, and I’d like to thank you for your line drives these past couple of weeks. Here’s your reward. My mouth.
I touch my hand to the V dips on his hips and then run a finger down the dusting of hair to the base of his hard cock. “You wanna fuck my mouth?”
He peers down at me. Hunger, excitement, some smugness, it’s all on display in those beautiful blue eyes. “I’ll mow your lawn every day for the rest of my life if this is what I get in return.”
Smiling, I take him in my hand. Stroking him once, twice, I bring my lips to the head of his cock and look up. Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve given a blow job?
Two years.
Is that why Collin cheated on me?
I grasp him at the base and take his silky velvet cock into my mouth. Closing my eyes, I slide my tongue along the underside and press my lips together, pumping him in and out of my mouth.
His hand moves to my hair, his forehead resting against the tile behind me. He pulls my hair, groans, and widens his stance when he hits the back of my throat. “You keep doing that and I’m going to come.”
I keep doing it because I want him to come in my mouth. I’m a greedy bitch.
Unfortunately, he doesn’t and pulls his wet cock away and tells me to get on all fours. He drops to his knees behind me. He grips my hips, and my heart pumps wildly in my chest, anticipating him entering me.
“I don’t have a condom in here,” he tells me, leaning forward. He kisses the base of my neck, his cock nestled between the cheeks of my ass.
“You can come in my mouth. Just pull out.” What the fuck am I actually saying? I don’t know this guy all that well. What if he’s getting some on the side somewhere else? I’m on birth control, but still, I shouldn’t have suggested that, right?
There’s no hesitation on his part. None at all. With one swift jerk of my hips, he shoves himself inside me, and the air from my lungs is gone. Oh, fuck.
His grip on my hips tightens, and he goes to work. Fucking me. Making me forget all about that stupid cheating husband and the financial ruin following me. I can’t speak, think… hell, breathing without drowning is an effort at this point.
Pounding into me, he raises one leg to angle himself deeper and, to my surprise, cracks my fucking ass with a slap of his hand. Did he just spank me? And why did I like it so much?
I don’t get a chance to respond before he smiles. “You’re a dirty girl inside, aren’t you?” he asks, driving into me, over and over again.
Dropping to my elbows, the pressure builds inside me. He pushes forward until my cheek is pressed into the tile floor of the shower, his hand fisting my hair.
While I struggle with water going in my mouth and nose, I have one thought. Okay, two. This is how babies drown. And I think I’m going to come.
Slipping his other hand around the front of me, he circles my clit. “Come for me, baby. Come all over my fucking cock,” he growls, grunting hard with each thrust. “Soak me so you can lick up every inch of it.”
With his dirty words in my ear, it doesn’t take long for me to, in fact, come all over his cock as requested.
“Cason,” I cry, seconds before trying to lift my head, but he doesn’t allow me to move an inch. My toes curl, my entire frame shaking and shuddering.
“Jesus Christ.” He groans, his hand fisting in my hair. His pace falters and he pulls out. “Fuck, I’m gonna come. Put your mouth on me.”
As quickly as I can, I spin around on all fours. His eyes lock with mine, so intense, so hungry. He’s leaned back on his feet, waiting, breathing heavy, a bead of precum sitting pretty on the head. Panting, he reaches