“Well,” I start, feeling myself growing hard. “Are you staying or going?”
I expect her to go running and screaming back to her room, but instead the door closes behind her and she strides towards me. “Staying,” she whispers. I’m so completely shocked she’s still in the room with me I have no clue what to do.
I lean towards the shower, not breaking eye contact as I turn on the hot water. I have to hand it to Lucas, he really outdid himself with the whole shower cleaning bit. Too bad I can barely have a look since Rachel is staring up at me with an all too cute expression on her face.
I really should be yelling at her for just barging in on me like this.
Instead, I am completely intrigued by what’s she going to do.
She doesn’t say anything as she pulls off her grey sweater and tugs down her leggings until she’s standing before me in a pink bra and underwear matching set with a cute little bow in the middle. I nibble on my bottom lip, seriously wondering if this is happening or I’ve suddenly found myself stuck in some naughty sex dream. No complaints if I am, although I really hope I don’t cream the bed.
“So, are you getting in?” I breathe.
I should be better than this. I’ve slept with loads of girls. At least thirty. And yet, I’m completely turned on by Rachel standing in her underwear in front of me. My cock is twitching underneath the towel and I feel so fucking timid right now. Like I’m a virgin all over again.
Although I’ve never been shy in my entire fucking life.
She juts out her chin and unhooks her bra, letting it drop next to her before dipping down to pull her underwear down. My mouth feels dry while I watch her move. Her shoulders are freckled just like her nose. Her breasts, while smaller than Millie’s definitely are sizeable enough to play with in the palm of my hands. Her stomach isn’t toned, but it doesn’t matter. She looks amazing. Absolutely amazing and I can’t take my eyes off her when she slips inside the shower. Dropping the towel on the floor, I follow her inside and slide the door close.
The water hits us and I don’t know what I should do here. Does she want me to touch her, or is she just taunting me? Flaunting her sexy body around as punishment for my cruelty? She throws her head back, allowing the water to hit her face. It drips down her body, soaking her from head to toe. She moans while turning around and allowing the hot water to hit her shoulders, while I’m just standing in the chilled, steaming air growing a massive boner.
I grab a bar of soap and rub it against her back, which gives me something to do. The water drips against my prickled skin. She shifts her body so more of it hits me, wetting my hair. Her ass wiggles against my cock and I bite back a moan. Rubbing the bar against her shoulders, it slips from my hands and slides down her back. I watch it clatter onto the ground, but I find myself completely incapable of bending over to grab it as Rachel continues to rub her ass against my dick. I shiver, feeling the beginnings of precum slipping from my slit. My hands circle around her as I nuzzle her neck with my forehead, pressing kisses into her shoulder blade.
I can’t believe this is happening. The thought slips through me just when Rachel is turning me around. I step back, wondering if she’s going to toss me out of the shower. If she’s going to seek her revenge this way. I mean, I have been an asshole. I can’t really blame her for leaving me in this predicament.
Instead, she takes my hand and pulls me close to her so close my cock is between us, jabbing into her stomach while my lips are hovering just a hair’s breadth above hers. She tilts her head up and I see the water captured in her lashes. Her curly hair damp and resting on her shoulders. A moan escapes my lips as I contemplate pressing them against hers. Her hand slips between us and gently strokes the head of my cock, eliciting another moan.
Fuck, I’m really going to lose it if I don’t know where this is going.
“Do you-” I start, my voice too high pitched. I grimace and clear my throat. Let’s try this again. “Do you maybe want to-”
She moves onto her tiptoes and presses her lips against mine while her finger continues stroking the sensitive flesh at my tip. I moan and pull her to me, wrapping my arms around her waist while her arms slide over my shoulders. My hand slips between us and cups her breast, massaging and cupping it before tugging delicately on her nipple. She moans, opening her mouth for my tongue to slip inside and slide against hers. I’m hungry for more. I want to hear her moan more. I grab her leg and lift it up on my hip, pushing her back against the wall and thrusting my cock against her stomach.
I’m so horny I want to just thrust it inside her, but I don’t have any condoms, and I can only assume she hadn’t thought to bring any either. I moan in frustration as I thrust against her again. I’m so hard with need. I will probably cry if she leaves me now. I will probably beg if she does.
My hand slips down her front, stroking lightly at her clit. Her thigh tightens around me, holding me steady and I can’t help but wonder if she is really going to get me off here, in the shower. I’ve always thought of fucking in here, yet Lucas always kept it so nasty I didn’t
