Part 28 (2/2)
Her head flung back, and the wet strands of her hair tickled my chest.
My free hand reached up and tangled with the long locks, keeping her head back, and exposing the long column of her throat.
There was just something so erotic about the whole show she was putting on for me that my release started filling up my b.a.l.l.s.
My impending o.r.g.a.s.m made my eyes narrow, and I pushed her forward and off of me.
She moaned when my c.o.c.k left her slick heat, but I didn't make her wait for long.
Shoving her forward until she was leaning over the side of the tub, the only thing out of the water was her hot p.u.s.s.y, and the long stretch of her back.
Lining my c.o.c.k up with her hole, I shoved inside, lifting her knees from the bottom of the tub slightly before withdrawing.
I withdrew completely, allowing my c.o.c.k to kiss the entrance of her p.u.s.s.y before I shoved back inside her. Deep.
The head of my c.o.c.k hit the back of her tight sheath, b.u.mping up against the entrance to her womb.
”Yes,” she breathed as she threw her head back again.
I grinned devilishly, and shoved forward again.
She took each thrust I had to give, and gave back more.
It didn't take but three more rough thrusts before I felt her core clutch me tightly, clamping down on me so hard that I saw Jesus.
I growled, allowing myself to let go, shoving into her p.u.s.s.y with short, erratic strokes.
Squeezing my eyes shut tightly, I groaned loudly, followed shortly by my release shooting out of my c.o.c.k at what felt like a million miles an hour to get buried deep inside her still clenching sheath.
We stayed just how we were for a few minutes, resting and catching our breath.
”This is about how I saw our first time in this tub going,” I supplied.
She laughed. ”Yeah, that's all I kept thinking about that time I saw it, too.”
Smiling wide, I pulled out of her, watching as my release and hers combined started to leak from her channel.
Reaching forward with my thumb, I gathered our combined juices and rubbed them into her pouting lips. ”You're beautiful.”
She sank her lower half down into the water and turned to me.
”You say the nicest things,” she said cheekily.
I dipped my head, gesturing to the water. ”The water's pretty cold, now.”
She nodded, reached her hand to the bottom of the tub before raising it in between her thighs.
She washed herself efficiently as I stood and dried off.
Hanging the wet towel on the rack, I grabbed a new one just as she stood and lifted her leg over the lip of the tub.
”I like your bath mat, too,” she said as she wiggled her wet toes in the memory foam beneath her feet.
I wrapped the towel around her shoulders and pulled her into my naked chest.
”I bought it for you,” I said solemnly.
She tilted her head and looked up at me.
”Why?” I asked.
Leaning forward, I kissed her on the tip of her cold nose before answering.
”So you can bathe me like the king I am,” I said before letting her go and running away.
Her screech of outrage followed me into my room, but the look on her face was worth it.
A hundred times over.
Chapter 17.
Anything that gets your blood racing is probably dangerous.
-Life Lesson Cleo ”Hey,” Rue said as I pulled on a pair of knit shorts over my boxer briefs.
I looked up to find her watching me with a small smile on her face. ”Yeah?”
”Do y'all ever allow ride along's?” She asked.
I nodded. ”Sure. All the time.”
”Really? Do I have to sign up or something? Do I need to have any special permissions?” She asked.
I shook my head again as I pulled a black s.h.i.+rt out of my drawer and shrugged it on. ”No. It's really up to whomever is on duty at the time. Who the flight medic is. Why do you ask?”
She pursed her lips. ”I just want to ride along. I've always enjoyed doing the trauma rooms, but I think it'd be interesting to see your side of things. I've always been curious about first responders.”
”Come with me. What good is being boss if I can't let you come with me whenever the h.e.l.l I want to?” I asked.
She grinned widely. ”Okay...what do I wear?”
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