ass a delight to eye and cock.
She smiled. She was going to come, too, but she was going to have some fun with him first. “Don’t you fucking come, you bastard. Don’t you come!”
“Fuck!” he snarled as he bent over her and took her breasts into his hands, rolling her erect nipples gently between his fingers as he thrust into her hard and fast.
Tina gasped as pleasure exploded from her nipples as he tweaked and twisted them gently while his hard, driving thrusts caused her orgasm to swell in power. She pushed hard back into him and drove him as deep into her as possible. He froze his pounding hips and pushed hard into her as he gasped before he suddenly pounded into her with sweet violence, roaring out his completion to the world.
The sudden hard pounding thrusts and his orgasmic cry as he pulled her off the wall and held her tightly to his chest, causing the shower spray to rain down on her head and face, was too much for her to endure. With a gasp and whimper, her orgasm took her, weakening her legs as she sagged and thrust, squirming as Jack’s pounding cock sent her reeling. Then, suddenly, he was still, holding her tight as he gasped and panted into her neck.
“Did you come?” he asked as he slowly withdrew from her. He hoped the answer was yes, because after that orgasm, he was done for a while.
“Mmm-hmm,” she said, nodding slowly as a last erotic shiver passed through her. “What if I hadn’t?” she teased as she straightened and turned to face him.
“Then … this,” he said, stroking her womanhood with a finger. “Or maybe this,” he added as he began kissing down her body.
She pulled him up, bringing his lips to hers. “No. Don’t. Later. Tonight,” she murmured, as their lips met. She just wanted to enjoy the warm glow she felt with him. “I assume you came?” she asked as their lips parted.
“God yes.”
Tina giggled. “You like fucking in the shower?”
“Yeah. Don’t you? There is something inherently erotic about making love in water.”
Tina noted he said making love and not fucking, but she let it slide without comment. It probably meant nothing. “Yeah. But we need to hurry. The water is getting cold.”
While breakfast cooked, Jack threw together a load of laundry that included Tina’s clothes. We are going to have to do something about her clothing situation, he realized as he started the machine running.
They enjoyed a leisurely breakfast and talked about the day ahead. “If you are going to carry a weapon, you need to know how to use one. How would you like to go shooting?” he asked as they picked up their breakfast dishes.
“Jack … I’m afraid of guns.”
“All the more reason to go shooting, then. They are just a tool, like a hammer. Better to know how to use one properly so you are not a danger to yourself or others.”
“Don’t you have to have some kind of permit, or something, to carry a gun?”
“New Mexico is open carry. That means so long as you don’t try to hide the weapon, you can carry one. But you do have to have a CCW permit to carry one concealed. I have one.”
“CCW?”
“Carry Concealed Weapon,” he explained.
“Oh. I guess we can go, if you want. But…”
“But what?”
“I don’t know. I just don’t like guns.”
“Yet, you stole one.” Jack watched Tina’s face crumble. “I’m sorry, Tina. That didn’t come out the way I intended.”
“No. You’re right. Not my finest hour.”
Jack pulled her to him. “I’m sorry. I’m not criticizing. I just meant that you were handling something that could kill you just as easily as someone else. I don’t want to see that happen.”
“Why would you care?” Tina asked as she tried to back away from his embrace, but he held her snuggly to him and she finally relaxed.
“I just do, okay? You kind of remind me of someone I knew a long time
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