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Snagging my coffee mug, I chug the rest. I refuse to go down rabbit holes that will take me months to climb out of again.
Mak cleans the plates and puts them on the drying rack while I watch her like a predator. Her legs are so dainty. Her feet are bare and toes unpainted. I like how simple she is. Even with the leftover makeup and smudged mascara, Mak is a wet dream. I want to wash all that residual makeup off her face so I can see the real woman under the foundation and highlighter and whatever other shit Chloe put on her face yesterday.
“Shower with me.” I don’t make it a question, but she has every right to deny me.
“I…” Mak licks her lips, her gaze swinging to the clock on my microwave. “Okay.”
Triumph has me out of my chair and on her in an instant. I pick her up, intending to carry her all the way to my bathroom upstairs. I like that I can grab her like this. I like that she lets me. I could toss her into the air and catch her with ease.
Hey, I might not look like a chiseled body builder, but I’m strong as fuck. I just can’t ever get rid of the extra cushion around my middle.
If dad bods have a boss level, I’ve reached it.
Mak’s got her legs wrapped around me again, and I wonder if I’m too thick for her to hook her ankles around my back. Holding her ass in my hands, I feel like a dragon hording his treasure. She kisses me while I’m still going up the steps and I almost trip and drop her. “Shit.”
Mak giggles as if she loves the fact that I stumbled from being too distracted with her mouth on mine.
Growling playfully, I get us the rest of the way to my bathroom and prop her on the counter. “Stay.” I back away to start the shower. “Hot, cold, or warm?”
Mak’s eyebrows raise to her hairline. “I don’t care.”
“You have to care. Everyone cares.” It pisses me off that I don’t know the answer to this already. There are a billion things I don’t know about Mak, and it makes me feel useless.
“As hot as you can stand it.”
“Good girl.” I want her to tell me exactly what she wants, what she likes, what she needs. The fact that she’s taken my personal preference into account with this makes me happy too. I tap the faucet and make it a little hotter than I can handle, only because I usually take lukewarm showers. Hey, I wasn’t kidding when I said I run hot. My body temp is high all the time and there are days I take ice cold showers to cool down after a workout.
Returning to Mak, I lift my hoodie off her body in one swift tug. Her tight, tiny tits are the first thing I see, and I watch her nipples harden from the chilly air. The shower can wait. I want to taste her first. Spreading her legs, I squat down to lick her pussy.
She moans.
That’s all I need to hear before I’m thoroughly eating her cunt like a starved man at a banquet. She’s tart and sweet on my tongue. I want to know what she would taste like with my cum dripping out of her. “I want to fuck you before we get wet.”
Shower sex sucks, in my opinion. Water isn’t lube, it just makes things uncomfortable and the steam fucks with my senses.
Mak’s hooded gaze sets me on fire. “Make me come first, then fuck me and make me come again.”
Her demands momentarily stun me. With her perfect little pussy in my face, I have to wonder where this woman came from. Why has it taken so long for her to come into my life? “Yes ma’am.”
She giggles just before making the most undignified groan when I shove two fingers inside her cunt and hit her g-spot. It’s not hard to find, and once I do, I nail it over and over while sucking on her clit.
“Holy shit, Carson.” She digs her hands into my hair and holds my face where she wants it. I love that she’s so confident. I love that when she knows what she wants, she’s not afraid to get it.
I’m relentless in my pursuit of her first orgasm of the day. I want it to be a big one.
“Don’t stop. Oh my God, please don’t stop. Right there.” Her thighs clamp around my head like earmuffs. “I’m coming… oh fuck, I’m coming!”
That she does. Her body spasms, inner walls clamping down on my fingers while I stimulate her clit in short little sucks with my mouth. My girl detonates and screams for all she’s worth.
I’ve never been more appreciative of acoustics in a bathroom before.
Standing up, I jerk her forward so she’s half-dangling on my countertop and thrust my dick into her. “Your pussy is so swollen and needy for me.”
“Mmmph.” She digs her nails into my shoulders. “Fuck, you feel so good in me.”
I rail her hard and fast, our skin slapping in the steamy bathroom, until our breaths turn ragged. Then I slow my pace and take my time with her while my orgasm builds. Rubbing her clit with the pad of my thumb, I feel her inner walls squeeze me. “That’s it. Come on my cock for me. I want your body to clamp down on my dick.”
Her jaw drops in a silent scream. Mak’s eyes lock onto mine and I swear I fall into some kind of abyss. My balls draw in tight, and I explode. “That’s a good girl. Take everything I give you.” I thrust into her slowly, unloading my cum until I can’t stand how sensitive my cock becomes. Pulling out, I look down and say, “Push it out.”