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bit at her use of language but judging from the hot stare Wraith was giving her, he liked it.
    “Now onto the bathing, so we might fuck some more.”
    He washed her back, her breasts, her most sensitive parts, stopping a moment to slip one finger inside her cunny and another against the more sensitive hole of her backside, until she writhed against him. But he stopped just short of letting her climax. He continued down to her toes, massaging sweet-scented soap into the soles of her feet. He poured warm water over her hair and kneaded her scalp until she couldn’t keep her eyes open from the pleasure of it.
    When he was finished she turned around to kneel between his legs and rubbed soap into his chest, returning the intimate gesture of washing.
    She lathered up his arms, marveling in the feel of the sinewy muscles beneath his flesh. She washed his face, his neck, his shoulders and down over his back. He too closed his eyes as she washed his hair and then she moved down his legs, to his feet, purposefully ignoring his hard cock, which peeked above the froth-covered water.
    But she didn’t make him wait too long. Soon enough she stroked a soapy hand over his thick length, up and down, up and down until his cock grew harder in her hand. Even sitting in the water she grew slick with the need to slide his cock inside her, but she wasn’t sure how it would work. He took up nearly the whole tub. She couldn’t straddle his lap.
    He must have seen her mind working, as his eyes darkened and he caught her mouth in a demanding kiss. His tongue delved deep, his hands gripped her hips, her breasts. He plucked at her nipples until she moaned into his mouth.
    “Turn around,” he whispered.
    She did as he asked, turning on her knees, her hands holding the rim of the rub. He knelt behind her, his thick cock probing her entrance. But he didn’t push inside her. Instead he slid his cock up and down the soapy crack of her buttocks and pressed the bulbous head against her rosette.
    A sudden thrill rushed through her. Would he claim her there?
    He pressed against her again. Desire sparked through her and every inch of her flesh tingled. She rolled her hips back, wanting him to push inside her. But instead he moved lower and thrust hard into her cunny—a finger driving home in her bum at the same time.
    She gasped aloud as he worked her body. One hand around front, plucking her nipples then sliding lower to thumb over her nub, the other hand slipping two then three fingers into her ass as his cock pounded hard into her cunny.
    Her body felt on fire as pleasure and excitement swirled up and down her limbs and to her center and back again. She moaned nearly constantly and Wraith grunted and moaned behind her.
    He pumped faster, harder still, water sloshing over the sides and the slap slap of their wet bodies echoing in the room.
    Then he slipped his cock from her channel and pulled his fingers from her star. His cock, slippery wet, slid up the crack of her ass until he pressed against her hole. She rolled her hips and begged, “Please, Wraith, take me!”
    He needed no further encouragement and slipped slowly inside, inch by delicious inch. There was a moment of pleasure mixed with pain.
    “Relax against me,” he murmured, rubbing his thumb in lazy circles over her nub.
    She did as he said, relaxing and pressing back. With her movements, he slid in a bit farther. She realized he was letting her control their union this way and so she slid back farther. The pleasure was profound, and she wanted to shriek from it. She pressed back hard, taking him all the way inside her, and he shuddered behind her, murmuring something she didn’t understand.
    They stayed still for only a second or two as she adjusted to his massive intrusion and then he pulled out slowly before driving back inside. He was gentle with her, his body trembling behind her, and she too trembled with the need to climax.
    She rolled her hips at a faster pace and Wraith kept time