As soon as he finished cleaning me, he made quick work of washing himself with the loofa in one hand while his other delved into my core. "Are you sore?" he murmured, his voice skating across my cheekbone as he nipped my skin playfully.
I nodded ruefully, genuinely regretful that I didn't think I could give him a second round. I'd already made the mistake of having a one-night stand. I couldn't imagine a second round would have made me feel worse about myself when I walked out of his penthouse and never saw him again. "Yes," I whispered on a gasp as he spread my lips with two fingers and nudged my clit gently. Even the tiny touch made my hips jerk back into him as he tossed the loofa to the side.
He wrapped his other arm around me, taking a nipple between his fingers and pinching lightly while he dragged his teeth over the side of my neck. "I'm sorry I was too rough," he said. His fingers prodded my entrance, testing my reaction as I jerked in his grip, before gliding back up to circle my clit with firm sweeps.
"I liked it," I answered on a breathless sigh.
"You did." He breathed against my skin, grinding himself into my spine as he raised his hand from between my thighs and touched his fingers to my mouth. They smelled like me as he pressed inside, forcing my lips to part so he could rest them on my tongue while he watched my face. Pulling them free, he slid them back to my center and went back to working me with firm circles that drove me toward madness as he turned my head toward him and leaned forward to bite my bottom lip between his teeth. "Your pretty little pussy is going to come for me," he groaned as he pulled back. "And then I want your mouth."
My eyes tracked downward, even though I couldn't actually see him. When my eyes met his again, they were filled with amusement. "I don't know how to do that."
"I'll teach you, Princesa." He slid a single finger inside me, using his thumb at my clit as his mouth moved to mine and devoured me. I moaned into his mouth, my hips moving of their own volition as my orgasm crashed over me from the pain that finger added to the pleasure he gave me. My vision went white, my body going slack in his arms, and if he hadn't held me up, I might have fallen to the shower floor as my legs turned to jelly beneath me.
He waited until my eyes fluttered open to find him watching me. His face was oddly focused on mine, so much that I flushed my embarrassment. He turned me in his arms; the water spraying down on my side as I glanced down at him. With a firm hand on my shoulder, he pressed me down until I dropped to my knees. I drew in a ragged breath as I came face to face with it for the first time. Hard and angry, veins ran up the side of his length and the head was a purple color. Looking tormented and desperate. I swallowed, reaching up a hand to wrap around him, a surprised gasp slipping free when it twitched in my grip.
I slid my hand over him slowly, the water from the shower aiding the motion as I looked up at him. "Isa," he warned, touching the back of my head and tangling his hand in my hair. He pushed me in, moving cautiously, but his grip was unrelenting as I angled him down with my hand and parted my lips. His head slid inside, the unique flavor of him exploding in my mouth as he thrust forward shallowly and gave me more of him. I drew back, releasing him uncertainly as I ran my tongue over my lips. "Again," he ordered. I did, taking him to the point just before I thought I might gag and pulling back, never letting him leave the haven of my mouth as I repeated the motion at his firm urges on the back of my head. "Fuck," he groaned, drawing a moan from me that vibrated around the length of him.
I watched as he bit his lip harshly, the skin staying indented when he finally released it. Pulling at my hair, he tugged me back until he slid free and touched his thumb to my lip, dragging it to the side and staring at my mouth with fascinating fervor. That thumb trailed down to my throat as he wrapped his hand around the front and gently pressed. "You're going to take my cock in your throat now, mi princesa," he murmured as my eyes went wide. He released my throat, prying my hand off his cock and angling it to my mouth. The tip touched my lips while I hesitated, something dangerous slithering through his eyes while I watched.
I swallowed back the nerves I felt seeing it, opening my mouth so he could press inside. He moved in, gliding over my tongue and hitting the spot where I gagged around him. "Swallow," he ordered, pushing more firmly. I struggled to figure out how, shaking my head lightly and moving to pull back, but he abandoned his grip on himself to grab the back of my head again and hold me still. My eyes watered as I looked up at him, finally relaxing my throat enough to swallow around him.
He pushed deeper, making shallow thrusts that kept him locked inside my throat. My lungs heaved with the need for air, his hand pressing tighter as if he could feel himself there. Phantom shadows hovered at the edge of my vision. He watched my face, finally pulling free and letting me breathe. I sucked back air desperately, staring up at him while he watched me. Even knowing that he would
