Page 41 of Twisted Throne

“Gia,” I said, already unbuttoning my pants.

“Paul?” she gasped.

“I thought you might be in need of company,” I said.

I opened the door to the large shower and stepped inside.

Gia stood in front of me, beads of water running in rivulets down her nude body. Her skin was flushed pink from the hot water, and her wet hair clung to her neck and shoulders.

I drank her in with my eyes, my hand reaching down to grasp my already erect dick, sliding up and down slowly over the shaft. I pulled her in close for a kiss. My hand rose up to the nape of her neck and I pulled her a few inches away from me.

“Be good,” I told her and I guided her down to my cock. I wanted to see her pink lips wrapped around me.

She got on her knees and replaced my hand with her own, wrapping her fingers firmly around the base of my shaft. Leaning forward, she ran her tongue up my length, stopping at the head. I groaned as she took just the tip into her mouth and began to suck, her tongue still circling.

I reached down and placed my hand on her head, nudging her to take in more. She shifted slightly, took a breath and slid her mouth down my cock. She pulled back slightly as my cock brushed against the back of her throat. Catching her breath she took me back into her mouth, alternating between sucking and licking, taking in more and more.

I grabbed her wet hair and tugged her off of me before I blew my load then and there.

Taking her by her arms, I stood her up and turned her around. She looked amazing just like that, all swollen lips and trailing droplets, but I knew what I wanted. I pushed her down until she was bent over, ass pushed out towards me, her hands braced against the wall.

“Please,” she whimpered.

I rubbed my cock back and forth over her pussy, skimming over her clit while she begged.

Without warning, I pushed into her swiftly. She was soaked, and already twitching her way towards an orgasm. I placed my left hand on her shoulder, then delivered a sharp slap on her ass with my right, holding her steady as she yelped and tried to pull forward.

I pulled out until just the tip of my cock was inside her, teasing around her slick entrance. My hands moved to her tits. I palmed them, squeezing gently. I slowly eased my way back inside her until her ass was up against my hips.

“Feel good,soubrette?” I asked her, delivering another slap to her ass, which caused her pussy to clench around me even as she tried to pull away.

Her answer was lost as I gripped her by the hips and began thrusting into her roughly.

“Yes! Paul!” she cried out.

The hot water rained down on us as I pounded into her. She felt so hot it seemed like the steam in the room was coming directly off of her body, she practically sizzled.

Her orgasm shuddered through her in ripples. Her pussy squeezed my cock in rhythm with my thrusts. Gia cried out again, and it pushed me over the edge. I pulled out of her just in time, my balls tensed and I spilled over, covering her lower back and ass.

She stayed where she was for a moment trying to catch her breath. I helped pull her to a standing position and pulled her to my chest.

Her heart was racing and pounding in time with my own, and she clutched at me as she buried her face in my chest.

“Turn around,” I told her.

She looked up at me, startled, then turned slowly to face away from me.

I grabbed the loofah and the bodywash. Gia sighed as I washed her back, moving the loofah back and forth across her flesh. The hot water caused the soap to cascade down her body in rivulets and I had to restrain myself from taking her again right there.

When I had finished rinsing her off, I shut off the water and stepped out and picked up a towel and handed it to her before grabbing one of my own.

“What is this, Paul?” she asked, wrapping the towel around herself. “Is this just a fling, or what? I can’t keep doing this without knowing where I stand with you.”

I tilted her chin up so that I could look directly into her eyes, droplets of water still in her eyelashes, the scent of her strawberry shampoo enveloping me a.s we kissed.

“Where you stand is beside me,” I said. “You are mine and I am yours,soubrette.”

Gia frowned slightly and pulled away, tightening the towel around her body.