I chuckle. “Well… We have a lot of time on our hands, then.”
“How would you like to spend it?” She gives me a saucy smile.
“Hmm… I can think of one very satisfying way.”
She laughs as I drop the robe, open the stall door and enter. The sound turns to a soft sigh when I kiss her. She tastes faintly like toothpaste and a sweetness that is all her. The hotel’s body wash smells like lemon and mint, but I still get that whiff of apple. It’s like the scent is an ingrained part of her, and my cock grows harder. I love how delicious she smells.
My hands glide smoothly along the taut skin of her leanly muscled back. Although the water is warm, she shivers. Her beautiful purple eyes grow languid. The sound that she makes in her throat is full of anticipation.
“Griffin,” she sighs.
“Tell me what you want,” I say against her lips.
“Just you,” she says. “Just you.”
I pull her closer and kiss her again. Strangely, it doesn’t feel like a simple prelude to sex. There’s something more, like a “welcome home” greeting. It’s slightly unsettling, but…
I caress her shoulders and slide my hands down until I can touch her breasts. I cup them, reveling in the slick sensation, so different from the way she felt last night. Her body is warm and slippery all over. I want to stroke her until she purrs like a satisfied kitten.
I trap her nipples between my fingers, and Sierra lets out a soft moan against my lips, her tongue stroking mine desperately. She pulls me closer until we’re flush against each other. Now my throbbing erection is trapped against her stomach. She rocks against me, stimulating my cock, and blood rushes downward until I feel like I can break bricks with it.
I pinch her nipples, hard. She stiffens, her fingers digging into my shoulders.
“You like that?” I say. She opens her mouth; no words come out, but she nods very decisively.
There are so many things I want to do to her right now. So many ways I want to take her. But I don’t have a condom.
I pull my mouth away from her. A question flickers in her eyes. I turn her around.
“Brace yourself against the wall, and stick your ass out like you want me to fuck you,” I command.
Trembling, she places her palms again the tiles, then tilts her hips until her gorgeous ass is pushed back, offered just for me. Her eager obedience is hot as hell.
“Good girl.” I run my hands along her gorgeous curves. Her taut butt fits them perfectly.
She whimpers with need, squirming. To reward her, I move my fingers along her folds. I feel a slickness down there that’s not from the water. It’s hotter and thicker, full of pure greed. She moans loudly, moving against my fingers.
“Griffin, please.”
I push two fingers into her and feel her inner muscles tighten, gripping them like they’re my cock. Need prickles all over my skin. I want her more than anything. If I don’t have her now, I’m going to die.
Since I can’t drive my cock inside her without protection, I use three of my fingers to ravish her, fucking her and making her feel good. Meanwhile, I fit my cock in the groove between her ass cheeks and move against her.
“Oh my God, oh my God.” Her breathless sobs echo against the walls.
My blood boils at the shivers running through her and the needy sound she makes. I move faster and harder. Then I reach around and grab a breast, pinch her nipple again. Her entire body tightens, and her pussy spasms around my fingers as she shudders. The sight of her orgasm makes everything inside me freeze too, and I bury my face in the curve between her neck and shoulder and groan my pleasure as I cover her back with my cum. The water continues to spray over us and slowly rinses away the thick white liquid.
For a moment, she feels like mine. My girl.