She saw body wash on the shelf built into the tile wall and grabbed it. She dumped a handful on her palm and lifted her chin. “Turn around. I promised to wash your back, remember?”
He didn’t move, seemingly frozen to the spot.
“Fine. I’ll wash your front.”
“Kat,” he snarled and flashed fangs.
She went right for the good spot. She stepped forward and wrapped a soapy hand around his dick. He gasped and jerked, his back hitting the tile. She pressed up against him and rubbed his shaft.
“I want to make sure you’re really clean.” His shaft became more rigid in her hand, growing larger and thicker. Harder. Her hand trailed to the base and then to the tip. “You don’t want to talk? Fine.” She looked down between them and adjusted her stance until the head of his c**k brushed her stomach. Water ran between them.
He didn’t touch her but just stood there allowing her to play with him. She used her other hand to admire his abs. It was something she’d wanted to do forever and the lighting allowed her to see the way those muscles tensed and quivered at her light exploration.
He had a perfect cock. It reddened as it grew really hard. Some of the soap washed away, making her reach for the bottle again. She noticed the way he breathed faster. He kept his hands fisted at his sides, spine and ass pressed firmly against the tile. She poured out more soap and ran some of it over his stomach, trailing it upward to his ribs. She massaged his shaft again, even slipping her hand lower.
He snarled when she gently cupped his balls and he spread his legs to allow it. Kat felt victory and looked up at his face. His eyes were closed, his lips parted in an almost grimace. She lifted his dick higher and got even closer so the head and underside of his shaft rubbed against her stomach. Her attention focused on his ni**les. She couldn’t resist and went for one with her mouth.
“Fuck,” he hissed.
She released that nipple and went for the other. It was about time he knew what it felt like to be tortured a little. He’d done it to her many times. She curled her fingers around his shaft and gripped him with enough pressure that she knew it would feel good. She stroked him up and down.
He wrapped his arm around her, one hand cupped her ass and his fingers dug into her skin. He shifted his hips, forcing his dick against her skin. She sucked on his nipple harder, raking her teeth over the pebbled tip.
His other hand fisted in her hair and he tugged. It wasn’t enough to hurt but she released him with her mouth and looked up. He lowered his chin and stared at her. Passion harshened his features but hunger showed in his eyes.
“Damn you.”
He closed his eyes and threw back his head. Hot se**n shot across her belly. She looked down, watching him come. His stomach quaked, muscles rolling under the skin a little, but the sight of his c**k held her attention the most. He came a lot. He released her ass and gently closed his hand over hers, urging her to let go of his shaft. She opened her fingers.
“You are so sexy,” she admitted.
He took a deep breath, his chest expanding, and lowered his chin. His dark eyes snapped open and she spotted the yellow flecks in his irises. That was the Darkness she liked to see most. He released her hand and curved his fingers around her hip.
“Payback is a bitch, sweetheart.”
He let go of her hair, reached up and grabbed the detachable showerhead. He suddenly moved and she would have slipped on the tiles but he twisted her and pressed back, pinning her to the cold tile wall. He moved in close, his body trapping her in the corner. His foot covered one of hers, firmly securing it between them. He let go of her waist and bent a little, hooking her under one knee. He lifted until she stood on one foot.
Kat grabbed at his arms to keep her balance. “What are y—ahhh!”
Water pressure slammed against her clit. It was shocking, sudden and felt amazing. He held the nozzle against her pu**y. Kat gripped him tighter and locked her knee to keep from falling.
“Too much,” she pleaded.
“Too bad,” he growled. He dipped his head and pushed her face to the side. His hot mouth bit down on her throat. It hurt slightly but it felt good too. He growled, moving the nozzle a little to stroke her with the water.
“Fuck.” She was going to come fast and hard. Her h*ps bucked and it only made it more intense. She just couldn’t hold still. It was impossible with that much pleasure overload.
“Darkness!” She cried out his name when everything inside her exploded.
Her leg gave out but she didn’t fall. The showerhead hit the tile instead and his strong arm caught her around the waist. He lifted her, releasing her trapped foot at the same time. She wrapped her arms around his neck and just panted.
“This is a disaster about to happen,” he muttered.
“You caught me. The worst thing that can happen is if one of us slips in here.”
Water sprayed up at them from the dangling shower nozzle. Darkness reached behind them and it shut off. “No. It’s not, sweetheart.”
She liked him calling her that.
Darkness held Kat and muted the roar that wanted to come out. To throw back his head and let out his frustration would feel good. Almost as good as her hands had been on him. His dick was hard again and he wanted to f**k Kat. Watching her cl**ax always did that to him.
He used his shoulder to open the glass door. He stepped over the lip and onto the tile floor. Water would soak it but he didn’t give a damn. She’d left the bathroom door open so he just strode out into the bedroom and tossed her on his bed.
He didn’t move, seemingly frozen to the spot.
“Fine. I’ll wash your front.”
“Kat,” he snarled and flashed fangs.
She went right for the good spot. She stepped forward and wrapped a soapy hand around his dick. He gasped and jerked, his back hitting the tile. She pressed up against him and rubbed his shaft.
“I want to make sure you’re really clean.” His shaft became more rigid in her hand, growing larger and thicker. Harder. Her hand trailed to the base and then to the tip. “You don’t want to talk? Fine.” She looked down between them and adjusted her stance until the head of his c**k brushed her stomach. Water ran between them.
He didn’t touch her but just stood there allowing her to play with him. She used her other hand to admire his abs. It was something she’d wanted to do forever and the lighting allowed her to see the way those muscles tensed and quivered at her light exploration.
He had a perfect cock. It reddened as it grew really hard. Some of the soap washed away, making her reach for the bottle again. She noticed the way he breathed faster. He kept his hands fisted at his sides, spine and ass pressed firmly against the tile. She poured out more soap and ran some of it over his stomach, trailing it upward to his ribs. She massaged his shaft again, even slipping her hand lower.
He snarled when she gently cupped his balls and he spread his legs to allow it. Kat felt victory and looked up at his face. His eyes were closed, his lips parted in an almost grimace. She lifted his dick higher and got even closer so the head and underside of his shaft rubbed against her stomach. Her attention focused on his ni**les. She couldn’t resist and went for one with her mouth.
“Fuck,” he hissed.
She released that nipple and went for the other. It was about time he knew what it felt like to be tortured a little. He’d done it to her many times. She curled her fingers around his shaft and gripped him with enough pressure that she knew it would feel good. She stroked him up and down.
He wrapped his arm around her, one hand cupped her ass and his fingers dug into her skin. He shifted his hips, forcing his dick against her skin. She sucked on his nipple harder, raking her teeth over the pebbled tip.
His other hand fisted in her hair and he tugged. It wasn’t enough to hurt but she released him with her mouth and looked up. He lowered his chin and stared at her. Passion harshened his features but hunger showed in his eyes.
“Damn you.”
He closed his eyes and threw back his head. Hot se**n shot across her belly. She looked down, watching him come. His stomach quaked, muscles rolling under the skin a little, but the sight of his c**k held her attention the most. He came a lot. He released her ass and gently closed his hand over hers, urging her to let go of his shaft. She opened her fingers.
“You are so sexy,” she admitted.
He took a deep breath, his chest expanding, and lowered his chin. His dark eyes snapped open and she spotted the yellow flecks in his irises. That was the Darkness she liked to see most. He released her hand and curved his fingers around her hip.
“Payback is a bitch, sweetheart.”
He let go of her hair, reached up and grabbed the detachable showerhead. He suddenly moved and she would have slipped on the tiles but he twisted her and pressed back, pinning her to the cold tile wall. He moved in close, his body trapping her in the corner. His foot covered one of hers, firmly securing it between them. He let go of her waist and bent a little, hooking her under one knee. He lifted until she stood on one foot.
Kat grabbed at his arms to keep her balance. “What are y—ahhh!”
Water pressure slammed against her clit. It was shocking, sudden and felt amazing. He held the nozzle against her pu**y. Kat gripped him tighter and locked her knee to keep from falling.
“Too much,” she pleaded.
“Too bad,” he growled. He dipped his head and pushed her face to the side. His hot mouth bit down on her throat. It hurt slightly but it felt good too. He growled, moving the nozzle a little to stroke her with the water.
“Fuck.” She was going to come fast and hard. Her h*ps bucked and it only made it more intense. She just couldn’t hold still. It was impossible with that much pleasure overload.
“Darkness!” She cried out his name when everything inside her exploded.
Her leg gave out but she didn’t fall. The showerhead hit the tile instead and his strong arm caught her around the waist. He lifted her, releasing her trapped foot at the same time. She wrapped her arms around his neck and just panted.
“This is a disaster about to happen,” he muttered.
“You caught me. The worst thing that can happen is if one of us slips in here.”
Water sprayed up at them from the dangling shower nozzle. Darkness reached behind them and it shut off. “No. It’s not, sweetheart.”
She liked him calling her that.
Darkness held Kat and muted the roar that wanted to come out. To throw back his head and let out his frustration would feel good. Almost as good as her hands had been on him. His dick was hard again and he wanted to f**k Kat. Watching her cl**ax always did that to him.
He used his shoulder to open the glass door. He stepped over the lip and onto the tile floor. Water would soak it but he didn’t give a damn. She’d left the bathroom door open so he just strode out into the bedroom and tossed her on his bed.
