him.
The soft sounds of flesh on flesh, water squirting, and his low grunts told her that he was in there jerking off. Perfect.
Luckily, the showers here were custom without doors, so she was able to step in behind him without making a sound. He had a hand braced on the back wall while he worked his cock in his other hand. Not wanting to freak him out, she figured she shouldn’t go right for his balls per his previous invitation. Instead, she rested her hands on his hips and kissed his back.
Josh froze.
Mikaela slid one hand up his chest and the other down his belly to his groin and cupped his balls. She squeezed and tugged on his sac.
Groaning, he slowly started moving his hand again. After a few strokes, Mikaela wanted more from him. No, he wasn’t going to be spilling his seed on the shower floor.
She maneuvered around him and dropped to her knees, running her tongue the length of his cock before he realized what was happening.
He gasped, let go of his cock, and adjusted the showerhead so that she didn’t get pelted with water. When she kissed his engorged glans, his hands shot into her hair, and he bit off another groan. She licked the precome with relish, and his cock jerked in response. When she closed her lips around the head, his hands fisted tighter in her hair, and he groaned louder. She took him deep into her mouth, the head nudging the back of her throat.
“Oh, God, kitten. I was already close before…” He groaned again, his hips rocking as he took over control. He held her head firmly while he fucked her mouth. She grabbed the base of his shaft to control his thrusts, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked him. She couldn’t take all of him, but she strained to take as much as she could, keeping one hand on his sac to fondle his balls. He moaned and fucked her mouth faster. She felt his balls draw up and knew he was about to go over, so she squeezed his sac and sucked in hard. He roared his release, pumping, pumping, pumping into her mouth, filling it with his come, and she swallowed everything he gave her. She kept sucking, licking, and swallowing until he was completely flaccid and bending over her head.
She released him slowly, and he helped her stand, embracing her once she was upright to support the both of them.
“Good morning,” she mumbled into his chest.
He chuckled. “Yes, it is.”
“I figured your offer to play with your balls was still open, so I took you up on it. I hope you didn’t mind.”
“Uh-uh. You can play with my balls anytime.” He laughed. “You were already touching me in my fantasy, anyway. That’s why you surprised me. Your scent was on my mind.”
My scent? “I’m not wearing any perfume.”
“Mmmm…I know.” He nuzzled her hair.
She smiled and pulled away, stepping out of the shower. Now that she’d gotten what she’d come for, she needed to get ready for breakfast.
He grabbed her wrist. “Where are you going?”
“I’ll shower after exercising, and I need to get ready for breakfast.”
“But that’s not fair.” He leaned out of the shower. “I didn’t get to pleasure you.” The look in his eyes was a promise they’d both enjoy the pleasure he alluded to.
She wrapped a towel around herself and kissed him. “You pleasured me many, many times last night. It’s the least I could do. Besides, you were going to come with or without me anyway.”
“True.” He smirked, but there was a glint in his green eyes. Before she could register the meaning of his gaze, he grabbed her arm and hauled her into the shower, towel and all. “But since you’re here…”
He yanked the towel off her while his lips found hers. His tongue probed for entry, and she opened up for him, loving the feel of his tongue in her mouth. He kissed her deeply, his hands sliding down her ribs, gripping her thighs to wrap her legs around his hips. He shoved her against the wall of the shower and rubbed his growing cock against her slick sex. They both groaned at the
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