Chapter 4
Lily's POV
"I'm not some weird man, you told me to touch you properly yourself," he said, his tone low and teasing as he spun me around in one fluid motion.
My back pressing against the cool tile of the shower wall while his body pinned me there gently but firmly, the hardness in his pants grinding against my hip now and sending fresh heat pooling low in my belly.
I nodded quickly, my breath coming in short gasps as his hand stayed between my legs, his fingers sliding along my slit without the pretense of washing anymore, dipping just inside me to feel how ready I was, and god it felt so much better this way, direct and intentional, my hips rocking forward into his touch while I gripped his shoulders for support.
"What's your name?" I asked finally, the words tumbling out between moans as I realized we hadn't shared that since he first helped me in, we've been doing all this without even knowing that basic thing, but right now it doesn't matter as much as the way his thumb presses my clit just right, making sparks shoot up my spine.
"I'll tell you later, will you tell me yours?" he replied, his voice husky as his lips caught mine in a sudden kiss, his mouth hot and demanding against my own.
His tongue slipped in to taste me deeply while his fingers pushed further into my pussy, curling inside to hit that spot that made me whimper into his mouth, my walls clenching around him greedily.
He broke the kiss only to reach for the showerhead, adjusting it so the water rinsed the soap away from my skin in strong streams that hit my body like a warm caress, washing down my breasts and stomach before flowing between my legs, rinsing his hand as he kept fingering me without missing a beat, the soap dropping to the floor with a forgotten plop while droplets clung to his eyelashes.
His other hand gripped my breast firmly then, squeezing the flesh and rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, tugging just enough to make me gasp against his lips as he leaned in for another quick kiss, his fingers inside me speeding up to match the rhythm, scissoring and curling while my pussy fluttered around them, the slick sounds mixing with the water and my increasingly loud moans.
I was shaking badly now, my legs quivering as the orgasm hovered so close, every thrust of his fingers pushing me higher while he pinched my nipple harder, his mouth moving to my neck to suck a mark there that I knew would show later, but in the moment it only made me hotter, my hands fisting in his hair to pull him closer.
He must have felt how close I was because he suddenly pulled his fingers out, making me whine in protest, but before I could say anything he lifted me up effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist instinctively.
He he turned us toward the edge of the tub, but no, he kept going, hoisting me higher so my thighs draped over his shoulders, my pussy right at his face level while my back rested against the wall for support, the position leaving me completely open and exposed.
"What are you doing?" I asked, my voice high and breathless as I looked down at him, water dripping from my hair into my eyes while my heart raced from the sudden shift, my clit throbbing from the loss of his fingers and aching for more.
He smirked up at me, his hands gripping my ass to hold me steady, thumbs spreading my cheeks slightly as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against my folds.
"I want to eat a meal," he said, the words sending a thrill through me just before his lips latched onto my pussy, his tongue flattening against my clit in one long lick that had me screaming out loud from how intense it felt right away, the direct heat of his mouth overwhelming after all the teasing.
“Shitt!!!”
I can't stop the way my hips buck against his face, grinding into him while my scream turns into a string of moans that echo off the bathroom walls.
He gripped my breast from below, his hand reaching up to squeeze and knead it roughly as he ate me out, his tongue thrusting inside my entrance now to taste how wet
I was.
He lapped up my juices mixed with the water while his other hand pushed my hips down more firmly onto his mouth, encouraging me to ride his face harder, the pressure building so fast that tears streamed down my cheeks from the pleasure.
My body shook violently, thighs clamping around his head as his tongue flicked my clit relentlessly, sucking and nibbling just enough to make stars burst behind my eyelids.
“I’m cumming!” I screamed out.
“Cum, baby girl”
I came hard, my pussy pulsing against his lips as waves of ecstasy crashed over me, my screams turning to sobs while he kept licking through it, drawing out every last tremor until I was limp in his hold.
He lowered me slowly then, my legs sliding down until my feet touched the wet floor, but he didn't let me stand on my own, instead picking me up again bridal style and carrying me out of the shower, water trailing behind us as he moved to the low counter nearby, the one in the bathroom that held sponges and bowls from earlier.
He set me down on the edge carefully, pushing the sponges and bowls away with one sweep of his arm, the items clattering to the floor without a care while he stepped between my spread legs.
He hooked his thumbs into his pants, shoving them down along with his underwear in a quick motion that left him completely naked too, his cock springing free, hard and thick at about seven inches, the head already glistening with pre-cum while veins ran along the shaft.
My eyes widened as I stared at it, “W-wow, you’re so big” I said senselessly, taking in the size and how it curved slightly upward, my pussy clenching at the sight even as aftershocks from my orgasm still rippled through me.
I swallowed hard, reaching out tentatively to touch but stopping short, my breath hitching while water droplets fell from his hair down his chest sexily.
He caught me looking, his gaze flicking from my face to his dick and back, a confident smile spreading across his lips as he stroked himself once slowly, making it twitch in his hand.
"Do you want it?" he asked, licking his lips as more water dripped from his hair, his voice was rough with need while he waited for my answer.