With the shower turned on and my cock pointing up I jump in and let the chill wash over me. I close my eyes, letting my imagination fly with images of her naked and tied to my bed, legs spread wide and blindfolded so that all she can do is feel and taste. Her body is willing and ready as I touch and lick my way to pleasure.
The daydreams have become too much and the cold water is doing nothing as my dick is hot to the touch and throbs. I grip my shaft at the base and slowly pull to the tip, closing my eyes and imagining her succulent lips sliding down my shaft. The roughness of my hands against the oversensitive skin on my cock makes me flinch; I wish it was the softness of her tiny hand working the steel rod between my thighs. Without thinking I grab for my bottle of conditioner, squirting a dollop into my hand and then working my erection so hard and fast the orgasm hits me as I drop my head back and growl as cum pumps out of my body.
The orgasm was so powerful that my knees buckled, and I had to quickly sit on the edge of the tub.
“Merde, this bitch is going to be the death of me, but at least I’ll go out with my balls drained,” I grumble, quickly shutting off the shower and wrapping a towel around my waist.
245
Viktoria
“Mom, this man, he stares at you,” Rhys states as he places his body down on the bed. I never even thought to make sure my son was okay with coming here. I looked at it as a warmer place to sleep, with possibly a meal that wasn’t ramen noodles and ketchup.
I smile at my son and wonder the same thing. I don’t know what is going to happen, but I am so attracted to him that I forget I am an adult woman when he smiles. When I first saw him at the grocery store, it was like my heart reached out and claimed him before my brain caught up, and when that did, she totally scoffed as if I needed a man to feel.
“Mom!” Rhys shakes me and shakes his head
“Honestly, honey, I have no idea why I followed him at his demand. All that went through my mind was a warm place to sleep and possibly a place to make a better meal than soggy noodles and watered down ketchup.” I shrug my shoulders as the most delicious smell permeates the room.
“That smells so good. Let’s go see what he is making.” He smiles at me as he jumps off the bed and runs to the door.
I hear his feet slamming on the floor as he runs toward the mouthwatering smell.
I pick up my pace, getting ready to remind Rhys that inside we walk, when I hear him giggle. I haven’t heard him that happy in a long time. I slow my pace to see if I can catch what is making my boy so happy when I hear him ask, “Ete, what kind of dog is he?”
Etienne starts to chuckle before he states, “I’ve never been called summer before but I like it. You can call me that whenever you want. That’s an Alaskan Klee Kai, his name is Whiplash.”
I stand at the door of the kitchen and watch as he flips what look like patties on an indoor grill, before moving to the stove and stirring something in a frying pan and shaking the basket on the deep fryer. I can picture him and I making dinner as Rhys is playing outside, his big hands touching my body and driving my need to have him.
He looks over his shoulder and smiles, asking, “Are you going to come in and join us as we make dinner?”
I jump and step into the room. I was so lost in my fantasy about him that I got caught staring.
“What are you making that smells so yummy?” I go to stand beside the stove, as close to him as I can get without looking like a female in heat.
“Ete, can I take Whiplash out in the snow to play catch?” Rhys jumps up and down and the tiny dog copies him.
“Sure, little man. I’ll call you when dinner is ready.” His eyes never leave mine as we hear the sliding door open and close.
“Etienne, why are you helping me?” I question and watch as he steps closer to me.
He places his finger underneath my chin and tilts my head back, making sure to bring his body as close to mine as he can.
“You intrigue me; I want to know everything about you, inside and out. I want to feel your succulent lips pressed against mine. Bijou, I want you to be mine, but I also don’t want to scare you away. I want to know everything about you and little man, and I want you to know my deepest secrets. For now, I am going to kiss you then we are going to make dinner, eat and watch a movie. Once the little man is in bed, we will have a deeper discussion. I mean deep, baby, I want this to start us.” He runs his tongue across my bottom lip, before he slides his tongue into my mouth against my own. I moan, swaying into him and taking the kiss even deeper. His hand cups the back of my head as his other hand grips my butt pulling me closer. His fingers are between my legs making me want so much more, when a loud beep sounds and he pulls away.
“I knew you would be my new favorite flavor.” He turns and lifts the lid of the deep fryer and shakes the basket.
“What are you making anyway?” I whisper as my fingers caress my kiss swollen lips.
“Hamburgers with mozzarella, fried onions and mushrooms, with a side of
