Page 60 of Your Play to Call
Without breaking the kiss, we step in until we’re under the water. I'm closest to the shower head. Steamrolls around us.
Her hands massage my scalp, playing with my hair, and that’s new. Never had someone do that. My hair isn’t that long but Willow’s hands lightly coiling it around her fingers and scratching my scalp is incredible. Something I didn’t know I was missing out on. Or fucking loved.
I groan into her mouth and pull my lips from her perfect pink pout to her jawline. Down her neck. Spending time at the delicate base. Her hands help direct me on where I should put my mouth next.
She glides a hand from my hair, slowly down my chest, stopping right above my cock. I laugh when she stops.
“What?” Lo teases, scratching my skin with her fingernails. Soft. Delicate. Tortuous. Her golden eyes snap to mine and it’s like a punch. This moment. Willow here. Touching me like this. How I can’t get enough of her.
“Love when you tease me,” I say into her ear, her dark, wet locks touching my lips.
“Is that so?” she asks while she still runs her fingers on the lowest part of my stomach. My muscles flex on and off, reacting to her touch.
“Yes, baby.” I think I’d love anything this woman did to me.
Willow turns us, switching our positions. She’s now under the shower head, but just for a second. She takes her hands and lightly presses me back, into the bench. Her fingers dig into the top of my shoulders and she pushes down, making me sit.
I lean my weight back on my arms, for a second, taking her in, from her head to her toes. Her skin is pink from the hot water. She’s fucking beautiful. And strong. Her legs are muscular; muscles flex in her arms when she massages the top of my shoulders from the front.
I’m in a perfect position to put my mouth on one of her breasts. I bite her nipple. When she arches her back she presses further into me. I swirl my tongue and use one hand to grab her ass. That ass. I love that there’s something to grab.
Her hands move from my shoulders to the tip of my cock. She’s delicate with her touch, exploring the head. I knead her ass with my fingers before giving it a light slap.
She yelps but smiles in a way that tells me she likes it.
“Tripp!”
“I can’t get enough of that ass,” I say, my face between her breasts, looking up at her.
When she laughs and tips her head up, I look up to one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. Willow. Naked in my shower. Smiling.
She comes back to my dick and moves to the shaft. Both hands work in tandem, up and down. I get impatient and move my hips to deepen the touch.
“Someone is needy,” Willow says in my ear before biting my ear lobe.
“For you? Always.” My voice is like gravel.
Willow gets on her knees in front of me. She has one hand around the shaft of my throbbing cock and her mouth is close to the tip. She looks at me and I swear I almost come right then and there.
“You can’t look at me like that," I say, looking down at this fucking siren in my shower.
“Like what?” she says before she puts my dick in her mouth.
“Fuuuck,” I groan and lean back, my arms behind me. My chest heaves every time she pulls me in and out of her mouth. I can’t look at her. If I do, I'll come early. Like a chump.
It’s her hands. Her mouth. Her lips. Everything stacks on one another and I'm close.
“Lo, stand up,” I say, my voice like a growl.
She pulls my cock out of her mouth, with a pop sound. When she stands, I grab one of her legs and pull it over my thigh. Willow knows where I'm going, and she straddlesme.
Bit by bit, she slides on top of my length. I use my fingers to touch her clit. Each touch elicits those moans I love so much. Willow wraps her arms around my neck, giving her a bit of leverage for her to ride me while I sit.
I use one hand to guide her by holding her lower back. The other touches her bundle of nerves.
“Keep touching me like that. Just like that.” Her pace picks up. Hearing her like this makes me want to come undone, but it’s not time yet.
She leans a little further into me. I let her dictate the rhythm.