Bab 77: Whirlpool of lust
The water is warm and smells like lavender. Nate is sitting against the end of the tub with me between his legs, resting on his chest.
The sky outside is dancing in light and changing black clouds, reflecting on the choppy water below. I love that the tub sits in a glass alcove so we can watch the show.
"Where did you learn to dance like that?" I ask. Nate squirts my shower gel in his hands and rubs them together until he's happy with the lather.
"Sit forward a bit." I lean forward and he starts to rub my back and shoulders, massaging my muscles, and I melt into him.
"Holy Moses, ace, you're good with your hands."
He chuckles behind me and continues the delicious massage.
"I've never had a dancing lesson. I guess martial arts taught me rhythm." His hands slip below the water line and he rubs my lower back in slow, relaxing circles.
"Mmm… I love the way you move," I murmur.
"You do?" I hear the smile in his voice.
"Mmm hmm… I could watch you move all day." He kisses my neck and pulls me back against him again, his hands circling up to my breasts.
"I love your breasts," he whispers.
"I thought about enhancing them when I was young and posing for the magazine, but now I'm glad I didn't."
"You don't need to enhance them, baby. They're perfect as they are." He brushes his thumbs across my nipples, making them pucker, and I brace my hands on his thighs and arch my back, pushing my breasts in his hands.
His left hand slips down my torso, between my legs, and he sweeps his finger lightly over my clit.
"God, babe."
"Shh, I've got you," he whispers against my ear and tugs the lobe between his teeth. I can feel his erection against my back, his hands are wreaking havoc on my sensitive skin, and the water is warm and fragrant. Trees sway in the wind outside, and rain is beating on the windows now, reflecting the lightning that's shooting across the stormy sky.
I turn in Nate's arms and straddle his hips. I kiss him, gently at first, my hands in his hair, and then deepen the sweet kiss, tangling our tongues. His hands lift my ass and he pulls back, his eyes on mine, his mouth open as he pants.
"I need to be inside you, baby."
I reach between us and wrap my hand around his cock, pull up and down once, then guide the tip to my folds and lower myself onto him.
"Fuck, you're so small," he growls.
"Fuck, you're so big," I respond and smile, my forehead resting on his. He grins wolfishly and begins raising and lowering me over him steadily, ignoring the water splashing over the side, and we are in a whirlpool of lust. I can't get enough of him. I'm squeezing around his length, his piercing is brushing along that most sensitive spot, and I feel the familiar tightening of my muscles around him.
"I'm going to come," I whisper.
He grips my hips and pulls me against him, grinding into me, his feral gray eyes on mine, and growls, "Let go."
And I do.
Status Power Mingguan
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Power 
-- Power
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