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not too large breasts of hers, were a pleasure he was quickly realizing he could allow no one else the pleasure of. Ever. It didn’t matter they had only been together for days. Already, he was looking forward to many, many more such interactions. Everywhere and anywhere.
    He covered her eyes, though unnecessary, with his large hands, stepping close into her backside. The small of her back cradled his erection. Good, God, she was a delicacy.
    “Hey,” she purred, shimmying against his shaft, making him harder, although he hadn’t been sure that was possible. She moved to turn around. He stopped her. She twisted her neck and lifted a brow in question. “No kiss?”
    “Not yet.”
    Reaching for the loofa hanging from the faucet, he grabbed the container of body wash and plopped a sizable dollop of soap on the body sponge. He wet the loofa and soap under the spray, and began on her stomach. She leaned back into him, her shoulders on his chest. She sighed, and he could swear her whole body melted into him.
    “You know, Andrew. I can bathe myself.” Her words were slurred. Had he not been positive all she had drunk with dinner was one glass of white wine, he would have thought she’d had a few beers. She must be love-drunk on me , he fantasized, liking the idea. Drunk on pleasure.
    “Oh, I know. But you can’t tell me this isn’t more fun.”
    “Fun…” she said as she shimmied her hips again, rubbing her smooth and damp skin over his silky steel. “I like fun.”
    “And I like you that way,” he whispered in her ear, leaning close enough to lick her lobes and make her moan.
    He used the loofa to massage and knead her breasts, making sure to avoid her nipples. He then moved down to stroke the soaped, rough sponge over her thighs and between her legs, not once touching her pussy. She was huffing; frustrated by the time he leaned back. He began again on her backside, spending an inordinate amount of time on the globes of her ass.
    Falling carefully to his knees in the tiny space, he stroked down and around her knees, calves, ankles, and after a quick warning, under the soles of her feet. Then, and only then, he let her turn around. He was face to face with her mound. He needed her more than he could admit. He slid his palms between her legs and opened her thighs. She gripped the top of the stall and hung on.
    The sweet scent of her scrubbed and soaped body filled his nostrils and made Andrew crave vanilla in a completely unhealthy way. He nuzzled her clit with his nose. He palmed her ass and shifted her closer, lapping at her folds, tasting her nectar.
    “Andrew, please…”
    My name. Her lips. Perfection.
    He tilted her pelvis; she responded by raising one foot to balance on the small raised entry of the stall. She was spread wide for him. She wanted him as much as he needed her. He kissed her mound, and then her lips. He opened her with his tongue, stroking along the side, feeding from her.
    Pulling back, he breathed warm air across her skin. She groaned and he did it a second time. He rubbed his lips across her labia, increasing the intoxicating friction. He tickled the back of one knee, and then her clit. He had her shaking with desire. She flexed, and her wetness coated his chin. She was sweet and salty. She was goodness and light and…maybe love? He wasn’t sure, but knew it was close; definitely more than lust alone.
    Her clit was swollen, hard, beckoning. He moved to kiss her there, replacing his mouth on her pussy with his fingers. Sinking two fingers inside her, he penetrated her and returned his lips to suck her clit, flicking it with his tongue. He nibbled on her flesh as she writhed above him.
    She screamed as she came.
    He didn’t stop. He teased her anew. He didn’t give up, wouldn’t give up. He had much more in store for her. This was only the beginning.
    Her body tremored through her orgasm. After a few minutes, she peeked down at him, grinning. A lazy, sexy-as-sin, grin.
    He grinned back.