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Authors: Amelia James
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gentle. So, I turned on the strongest massage setting. Yeah baby…much better. The pulsing spray pounded my slippery skin. I lifted one foot to the tub ledge and leaned back against the wall, letting the showerhead do all the work while my imagination filled in the details. When I closed my eyes, my favorite fantasy lover was on his knees in front of me, and a thousand tongues assaulted me. My hips danced in response to the relentless rhythm, thrusting, grinding, seeking…. And then, I was on my knees, dripping from head to toe—and every place in between. Shivering, shaking, and sweating, I fumbled for the faucet and turned off the water.
Dammit, I was going to be late for work. Not a good day because my boss would be in the office and I’m always in demand when he’s there.
My husband, Richard, was still sound asleep, even though I heard the alarm go off at least once. Throwing open our closet, I found my favorite dress and tossed it on the bed for later. The clock ticked away another minute while I put on my hot peach bra and matching g-string. I gave the puppy her favorite chew toy to get her away from my ankles then hurried into the bathroom.
I was bent over blow-drying my hair upside down when the door from the master bedroom opened and my naked husband walked in. He reached for my back, tracing my rose tattoo with his fingertips before sliding his hand over my bottom.
“ Hi sweetie,” I shouted over the dryer noise. I flipped my hair over my shoulders and stood up. I could see Richard’s big eyes and even bigger erection in the mirror. I blew a kiss at his reflection.
He grunted and moved behind me, pressing his hard member between my cheeks.
“ Put that thing away. I’m late for work.”
“ So?” His hand slid around me to cup my breast. He didn’t like the feel of my padded lace bra, so he pushed his fingers under it, pinching my nipple.
“ Hey!” He had both arms around me, stroking my breasts, bumping into my elbow. I just about stuck myself in the eye with my brush. “Go back to bed.”
He ignored me—no surprise—and rubbed more insistently at my behind. “Do me before you go to work.”
“ I don’t have time. I’m running late already.” Why was he always horny when we couldn’t do anything about it? I wrestled away from his grip and pulled open a drawer, searching for my makeup.
Richard pulled my freshly-dried hair away from my neck and dragged his goatee across my skin. Ooh…goose bumps. But I had to resist. I found my makeup bag and unzipped it, but I dropped it when he stuck his hand down the front of my g-string.
“ I gotta get ready for work!” I struggled as he slid his arms around me. His fingers went between my legs where my flesh was still swollen and moist from my little adventure with the shower massage. I wiggled my hips, trying to dislodge his hand, but, oh damn, that felt pretty good. “Not now!”
“ Now,” he growled. He bit down hard where my neck met my shoulder. Oh…my favorite spot. I braced my hands on the counter as my knees buckled under me. Two hot fingers slid down over my lower lips, squeezing my clit between them. I jumped as those fingers pinched hard, but he held me tight against him, rubbing his hard wet erection across my bottom. Crawling, exploring, and testing, Richard searched my nether regions for buried treasure. He must have decided it was all priceless because his entire hand cupped me, one finger finding its way inside my cave while the rest massaged and stroked the valley.
“ Richard. Stop!” I really didn’t have time for this. Did I?
“ I know you like it,” he whispered against my tingly wet neck. His free hand drew circles around my erect nipples as if to prove it.
“ Umm….” I closed my eyes and liked it a lot.
“ I know you want it.” The finger inside me twisted deeper, driving his point home.
His heated whisper sent chills down my spine. But I could not give in. The clock would not stand still. Still
Dammit, I was going to be late for work. Not a good day because my boss would be in the office and I’m always in demand when he’s there.
My husband, Richard, was still sound asleep, even though I heard the alarm go off at least once. Throwing open our closet, I found my favorite dress and tossed it on the bed for later. The clock ticked away another minute while I put on my hot peach bra and matching g-string. I gave the puppy her favorite chew toy to get her away from my ankles then hurried into the bathroom.
I was bent over blow-drying my hair upside down when the door from the master bedroom opened and my naked husband walked in. He reached for my back, tracing my rose tattoo with his fingertips before sliding his hand over my bottom.
“ Hi sweetie,” I shouted over the dryer noise. I flipped my hair over my shoulders and stood up. I could see Richard’s big eyes and even bigger erection in the mirror. I blew a kiss at his reflection.
He grunted and moved behind me, pressing his hard member between my cheeks.
“ Put that thing away. I’m late for work.”
“ So?” His hand slid around me to cup my breast. He didn’t like the feel of my padded lace bra, so he pushed his fingers under it, pinching my nipple.
“ Hey!” He had both arms around me, stroking my breasts, bumping into my elbow. I just about stuck myself in the eye with my brush. “Go back to bed.”
He ignored me—no surprise—and rubbed more insistently at my behind. “Do me before you go to work.”
“ I don’t have time. I’m running late already.” Why was he always horny when we couldn’t do anything about it? I wrestled away from his grip and pulled open a drawer, searching for my makeup.
Richard pulled my freshly-dried hair away from my neck and dragged his goatee across my skin. Ooh…goose bumps. But I had to resist. I found my makeup bag and unzipped it, but I dropped it when he stuck his hand down the front of my g-string.
“ I gotta get ready for work!” I struggled as he slid his arms around me. His fingers went between my legs where my flesh was still swollen and moist from my little adventure with the shower massage. I wiggled my hips, trying to dislodge his hand, but, oh damn, that felt pretty good. “Not now!”
“ Now,” he growled. He bit down hard where my neck met my shoulder. Oh…my favorite spot. I braced my hands on the counter as my knees buckled under me. Two hot fingers slid down over my lower lips, squeezing my clit between them. I jumped as those fingers pinched hard, but he held me tight against him, rubbing his hard wet erection across my bottom. Crawling, exploring, and testing, Richard searched my nether regions for buried treasure. He must have decided it was all priceless because his entire hand cupped me, one finger finding its way inside my cave while the rest massaged and stroked the valley.
“ Richard. Stop!” I really didn’t have time for this. Did I?
“ I know you like it,” he whispered against my tingly wet neck. His free hand drew circles around my erect nipples as if to prove it.
“ Umm….” I closed my eyes and liked it a lot.
“ I know you want it.” The finger inside me twisted deeper, driving his point home.
His heated whisper sent chills down my spine. But I could not give in. The clock would not stand still. Still
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