“Please tell me we’re going to have shower sex.” She broke her role. I knew it was only a matter of time before she started talking and asking questions. It was typical Goldie behavior. Something I struggled with controlling but I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy trying to control her wild mouth. It was one of my favorite things.
“I haven’t had shower sex in so long. Last time I think was a couple of years ago with this guy named Robert. He was pretty good but he had a crooked dick so it was always weird trying to angle myself so we lined up. Not like you care, you probably don’t want to hear about that but it was worth sharing because crooked dicks are odd, don’t you think? If one was curved up though, now that would be a dick…”
“Goldie,” I said sternly, trying not to smile from her little crooked dick rant.
“Oh fuck, sorry,” she said as she covered her mouth. “I’m just so excited you’re here!” She jumped up and down and clapped her hands together.
I ran my hand over my mouth, covering my smile as I watched her excitement. Best fucking welcome home I’ve ever received. Goldie in a tiny bathing suit, jumping up and down, yeah I was one lucky motherfucker.
I held my hand out and repeated, “Show me to your bathroom.”
She looked down at my hand, smiled brightly and took it with hers. Her hand was so small compared to mine but I reveled in the feeling of my hand overlapping hers.
As we walked to her bathroom, I watched her hips sway in front of me, enticing me to just toss her on her bed and fuck her right then and there but I had different plans.
When we got to her bathroom, I looked around and almost laughed out loud. The girl was a slob!
Her face cringed as she apparently remembered what her room looked like when she left it.
“It’s not normally like this,” she said as she quickly turned to face me.
I nodded my head as I took in everything. There were wigs spread all over the bathroom counter as well as multiple makeup products. Her cabinet that held all her masks was wide open and had masks hanging everywhere. Clothes from workouts and presentations were spread all over her floor and her trashcan was overflowing with makeup cloths.
She fidgeted in place as she looked around and said, “Um, I’ve been working hard?” Her question/statement had me inwardly smiling.
“I should leave right now, given the appearance of this room…”
She grabbed a hold of my arm and said, “Please, no. I can clean it real quick, see?”
Gathering up her clothes, she started running around in her little bathing suit, throwing things in her hamper and tossing makeup in her drawers.
“Goldie, stop.” She stopped in place and turned around as she held multiple masks in her hand. “I should leave, but I’m not going to and do you know why?”
She shook her head no as she placed the masks back on the ground.
“I’m not going to leave because I need a taste of that sweet pussy of yours and I’m not leaving until I get it.”
Visibly, I watched her gulp as she nodded her head.
“Strip,” I demanded, not wanting to play around anymore. I was hard and I wanted her.
The bathing suit she was wearing was a one-piece but the sides were cut out and the back rode dangerously low on her waistline, showing off her perfect body and curves. I noticed that she had toned up even more since she’s been at the club but she still maintained her curves. She was breathtaking.
Being a good little listener, she pulled the straps off her shoulders and pulled the skin-tight suit off her body, revealing her plentiful breasts, bare pussy and toned stomach. Yup, she was about to be fucked…hard.
“You please me, little one.”
“That’s all I want to do,” she confessed while looking up at me through her lashes.
Fuck, I never kissed the girls, ever, but with Goldie, it was different. I couldn’t stop myself from kissing her, even if I wanted to.
I pressed her up against the counter, pulled her chin up to mine and pressed my lips against hers as my hand went to the back of her neck and brought her closer to me. I was trying to avoid the attack of the glitter but as her tongue pressed against mine, I didn’t give a fuck anymore.
Not getting too deep into our kiss, I pulled away and walked over to her glass encased shower as she was left breathing heavily and pressing her fingers to her lips, like I just branded them. If I needed to bite down on her lips to brand them as mine, I would. I didn’t want anyone else touching those delectable lips.
I turned on her shower, set the nozzles to a warm setting, turned on the multiple jets and opened the door for her to get in. She followed my instructions and slipped into the shower. Steam started to incase her as the water slid down each valley and crest of her gorgeous frame. Her hair hung down past her shoulders and her nipples were hard while she looked me up and down for further instruction.
I might have to change my original plan.
“Are you joining me?” she asked.
“No. I want you to wash that glitter off your body.”
Her face fell as she realized I wasn’t joining her, sending a surge of satisfaction through my veins, knowing that all she wanted was me. It was intoxicating to know that such a beautiful woman would want me.
Watching her fill her loofa up with soap and wash down her body, I thought about how nice it was to have someone actually want me, to look forward to seeing me, to practically begging me to take them. It was a drastic change from the days that I was with Natasha, my ex-fiancée who just so happened to run into the arms of my least favorite person, Rex Titan.
With her back to me, she tilted her head to the side, making her hair fall over one shoulder as she ran the loofa over her other shoulder. Her head turned slightly, catching a glimpse of her face, her long eyelashes fanned which only enticed me more.
Seductress.
“The longer you take washing that fuckable body of yours, the longer you’re going to have to wait to feel me inside you.”
Her eyes shot open and then the slow seductive movements of her loofa turned into rapid scrubbing as she moved up and down her limbs and rinsed like a banshee on fire. Her antics will never get old.
While she continued to scrub, I took my shirt and pants off, dropping them to the side and opened the shower door. The cold air that entered with me had Goldie turning around abruptly and eyeing my naked torso. I still had on my briefs because, frankly, I wanted her to pull them down with her teeth.
There was a little shelf in the shower that I sat down on and spread my legs as I leaned against the cool glass of the shower wall.
“Are you clean?” I asked as I looked her up and down.
“I believe so,” she said as her breath hitched from the obvious erection poking through my briefs.
“Let me see.” I held out my hand to her which she took after she hung her loofa up.
I pulled her in close so her stomach was only inches from my mouth. I ran my hands up her sides as her head flew back from the slight graze of my thumb over her nipples. Her breasts were plump and heavy for my hold which I enjoyed. Her nipples were small and pink, just like I preferred. I worked my way back down to her hips and turned her around so I had an up-close-and-personal view of her delectable ass. My hands caressed her backside and ran up her back, pushing on her lower back so she had to bend forward. She easily followed my direction as she bent forward without shame and truly gave herself to me.
Without hesitation, I moved her closer to me and dipped my head into her center to taste her sweet pussy, the one thing I was craving while I was on business.
The moment my tongue hit her sweetness, a moan escaped her mouth as she thrust her hips back making me move faster. I steadied her and then smacked her ass. Her head sprang up so fast I was afraid she was going to get whiplash.
“Ouch,” she said innocently. I knew I didn’t hurt her, I just startled her.
“Did that really hurt?” I asked, knowing the answer.
“No,” she said while rubbing her butt cheek.