I let out murmurs of protests.
“We need to wash your front now,” Luke said, a chuckle in his voice.
I straightened and turned around to face him. “If you must,” I stated primly.
“I must.”
“You’re so bossy,” I grumbled.
He frowned. “Only because I am your boss.”
His words reminded me of the precariousness of what we were doing. But I knew myself well enough. I wasn’t the clingy or needy type. My life experiences had taught me the futility of clinging to a man. When the time came to let go, I would walk away without looking back. I felt sure I could walk away from him. All I had to do was make sure this never became anything more than just sex.
Luke used the sponge to wash my neck and then my breasts. He gave a lot of attention to them.
“There’s more of me, you know,” I reminded him.
“I’ll admit I’m fascinated by your tits. I’ve never seen such big nipples. The way they swell up is utterly mesmerizing. I saw them through your dress even on the day you came for your interview. And even then, I wanted to suck them.”
“They’re all yours,” I said.
He sucked the swollen buds until they were hardened to his satisfaction. Then he cleaned the rest of me.
I took the sponge from him. “Now, it is my turn to wash you.” I then took more than two minutes to wash his erect cock, jutting out from his body.
“There’s more of me, you know,” Luke teased me back.
I giggled. “It takes time to clean something this massive, you know?” But in my mind, I wanted to see how big it could get. I couldn’t believe I’d taken in the whole of it. No wonder I’d felt so completely filled.
Luke merely grinned.
I stroked it with both hands. My pussy pulsing at the memory of having that magnificent piece of man flesh inside me.
“If you keep doing that, I’m going to have to fuck your sweet pussy again,” Luke warned lazily.
“Maybe that’s what I want,” I flirted back.
Luke slipped his hand around my waist and pulled me close, crushing my breasts against his chest. He brought his mouth to mine as I parted my lips to welcome his tongue in.
He cupped my face with his hands as he kissed me before dropping them to palm my ass. I caressed his shoulders, loving the hard muscles underneath his satiny skin. His tongue probed my mouth, teasing places that had been neglected for too long.
He broke the kiss and nibbled on my neck. “I want to do things to you all night. Indescribably wonderful things. You’re going to let me?” he growled the words.
His growling, deep voice turned my legs to jelly. I couldn’t get enough of him. “Yes,” I replied, my voice trembling, hoarse, begging.
His gaze dropped further down to my nipples, which were taut, swollen to twice their size, and waiting for his attention. Luke did not disappoint. He rolled them between his thumbs and index fingers, making me gasp and arch.
“What do you want me to do to you my, sweet Ella?” he asked.
My heart leapt at his choice of words. I liked being his sweet Ella even though it could never be more than sex between us. But no one said we couldn’t enjoy ourselves while we were at it. “I feel greedy… I want you to fuck me again with that incredible cock of yours.”
He inhaled sharply. “You can make a man come with your words alone.” His finger snaked between us and into my pussy. “You are… so beautiful… so responsive… so damned tight.”
His words were spoken softly while interlaced with kisses, seducing me. Making more juices gush out of me.
“Turn around,” he ordered.
I did as he asked. God, how I wanted to take his cock in from behind. I planted my palms on the wet tiles and leaned forward.
His hands caressed my ass cheeks before parting my thighs further.
I panted in anticipation, all my nerves on edge as I waited to feel filled up again. I felt his cool lips on my back as he planted several kisses along my spine. His hands circled me to play with my nipples. I wiggled my ass impatiently.
He chuckled. “My sweet Ella loves cock.”
“I love your cock.” I’d become shameless because of him. It just felt so new and exhilarating to meet a man who had a filthy mouth. I suddenly realized that I loved vocal sex. I really liked being able to let him know how I loved everything he did to me.
Luke’s hand returned to my ass and the other to his cock because the next thing I felt was the head of it probing my entrance. He gripped my waist and shoved his cock in. For a second, I couldn’t breathe as he went all the way up inside me. Good God, he was so powerful!
Then he moved into me, slow and steadily.
Then suddenly, I realized he wasn’t even balls deep yet. I pushed my ass back to take more of him. My pussy made slurping noises from all the juices gushing out. I couldn’t believe how ready my body remained for him. Not just ready, but already desperate for more.
His cock expanded my walls, filling me in a way I had come to crave, in the last couple of hours. His grip moved to my hips, keeping me in place as he thrust hard into me. My body slammed forward. And it felt almost too good.
“Is this how you like being fucked, sweet Ella?” Luke growled.
“Yes… yes, I like it… like that,” I moaned the words out. My legs felt like they were giving way. Losing their strength.
As if sensing I was nearing my climax, Luke increased the pace of his
