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She ran her hands over Kenna’s shoulders, then down her sides, leaving a trail of goosebumps and scorching desire in their wake.

Then she bent to kiss Kenna’s shoulder, her collarbone, and Kenna’s nipples went hard, aching to be touched.

But CJ moved past her breasts, bending to kiss her way down over her ribs and lingering at her belly button, leaving Kenna gasping for breath.

“Please,” she begged.

“Mmm, I need to take my time with you, babygirl,” CJ said, straightening up to pull her sports bra over her head.

Her tits were small and firm, the nipples a darker red than Kenna expected. And they were as hard as her own. Succulent. She wanted so badly to touch them, to suck them, but she wasn’t sure what CJ would allow.

Then CJ smoothed her boxer briefs down over her legs, and Kenna had to bite her lip as her smooth-shaved pussy came into view.

She hadn’t expected it, and just seeing CJ so completely naked, her swollen clit peeking from her folds, made her mouth water.

“Can I… can I touch you?” she asked.

“Mmm, not yet. Hold still like the good girl I know you are. Like the good little kitten I know you can be.”

Kitten. Yes .

Kenna clenched her hands at her sides, waiting. It was excruciating, but in the most delicious way. And that word— kitten —reverberated in her head, in her body, like some sort of low-level vibration that made everything hotter.

CJ leaned in to test the water temperature, made an adjustment to the faucets, then pulled Kenna into the big shower with her. The water felt incredible, like another sensual layer as it hit Kenna’s skin.

“I want you to stay still for me,” CJ told her. “I need to get clean first, then it’ll be your turn.”

Kenna could only nod, then she watched as CJ grabbed her bottle of body wash, lathered herself, then rinsed off with the hand sprayer.

“Your turn, pretty girl. Give me your back first.”

Kenna turned around, and immediately CJ’s hands were on her, smoothing over her skin, building a lather with the body wash.

Every touch was a sensual caress, and her skin heated, making her legs tremble.

When CJ’s hands came around her waist to run over her stomach, her pussy tightened.

And when she pressed her body close behind hers, Kenna sighed, leaning into her.

“Yeah, that’s it, pretty. Rest against me.”

She let her weight fall against CJ as her soap-slick hands cupped her tits—just the undersides, then the sides, then over the top, avoiding her rock-hard nipples.

“Pleeeease,” Kenna mewled.

“Please what, baby?”

“Please… touch me.”

“Like this?” CJ teased as she played with her nipples, stroking the tips, squeezing them between her fingers, then gently pulling on them, until they grew even harder, until the ache between Kenna’s thighs became almost unbearable.

“God, CJ…”

“I need to clean that pretty pussy of yours, babygirl. Spread your legs for me.”

Kenna did as she was asked, and CJ slipped her soapy hand in between Kenna’s thighs. The moment CJ’s fingers slid over her folds, pleasure shot through her, sharp and deep.

“Ah, god…”

“You like that, little kitten?”

“Ohhh, yes.”

“Gotta get my babygirl all clean so I can put my mouth on you.”

“Oh! Will you?”

“Mmm, oh yeah. But I want to play with you for a bit first.”

Every single touch, every single thing she said, was hot as hell, and Kenna was shivering with need so acute she could barely catch her breath; literally shaking with desire.

CJ rinsed her off with the shower wand, and when the warm spray hit her tight clit, it nearly made her come.

CJ stopped just in time, and wrapped both arms around Kenna from behind.

One hand slid over her tits, caressing her nipples, pausing to give the hard tips a little pinch that made Kenna gasp with need.

Then CJ used her knee to spread Kenna’s thighs a bit wider apart, and her hand slid down her belly, lower, lower, until she reached her mound.

“I can’t wait to touch your clit, to feel it go harder and harder under my fingertips,” she murmured in her ear. “Tell me you need it, babygirl.”

“Oh, yes… I need it. I need you to touch me so badly. Please?”

“Ah, that begging. The way your voice goes all soft. Fuck, Kenna. You really are a kitten.”

“I-I am. With you. I need to be,” she answered, not even quite sure what she meant. She only knew that it felt right.

CJ kissed the back of her neck, then her shoulder, nibbling her skin with her teeth as she did exactly as she’d said, her finger slipping over Kenna’s pussy lips, then barely grazing the tip of her clit.

“Oh!”

“Yeah, you like that, baby? You need me to work your clit? To fuck you? To make you come? Tell me, babygirl.”

“Yes,” Kenna answered breathlessly as desire swarmed her system, making her legs shake. “Yes, please touch me. Fuck me. Make me come, CJ. I need it. I need you.”

CJ kept stroking Kenna’s needy flesh with her fingers, one on either side of her clit, rubbing up and down at the inner part of her folds, then squeezing the sides of her clit, sending shocks of pleasure through her.

She teased her for what felt like a long time, and Kenna was panting, her body trembling, pleasure thrumming through her like an electric current.

It built and built until she could barely stand it.

“CJ. I… I need to come… oh, please.”

“You ask so nicely, sweet kitten.” She moved her body away long enough to land two sharp smacks on Kenna’s ass, and it only ramped her pleasure higher. CJ moved back in, pressing her hot body against Kenna’s ass, the skin stinging a little from the smacks.

“Yeah, now you can come for me,” CJ told her as she worked her clit, rubbing, then tugging, pinching, then rubbing again. “Come for Daddy, my kitten-girl.”

The words alone were nearly enough. Then CJ’s other hand moved in from behind her, her fingers pressing into her pussy.

It was like a shock deep inside her, and her body exploded, just shattered into pleasure, her mind going blank as she came, as CJ fucked her with one hand and teased her clit with the other.

“Ahhhh, god!”

It was a series of shocks, one after the other; she was coming so hard, harder than she had in her entire life.

She was still gasping when the spasms of her climax began to ebb; it had been so intense, and the aftershocks kept coming.

“You’re not done yet,” CJ told her. “You’re gonna come for me again, kitten.”

She fucked her harder, pinched her clit, and pleasure was like a wave, an irresistible force. In moments she was coming once more, her legs shaking, her pussy spasming as sensation shafted deep into her body.

“Oh…. oh, oh, oh! Yesssss!”

When it was over her legs went weak, her body limp, and CJ helped her to settle on the bench seat built into the shower, then squatted down in front of her and kissed her.

Kenna kissed her back with everything she had left in her, her arms going around CJ’s shoulders to steady herself as she panted into her mouth.

Finally CJ pulled back and murmured against her ear, “I need to lick your pussy now, baby.”

Kenna couldn’t even answer; she simply complied when CJ spread her legs wide.

The only thing in her head at that moment was that this was CJ, her girl crush, her ultimate fantasy, who had just made her come so hard, and was about to do it again.

She watched as CJ lowered her head between her thighs, sending her a wink before she dipped in to lick at her already-hard clit.

“Mmm, CJ…”

“Fuck, you taste like heaven, Kenna girl. You taste like cum and girl and…yeah…”

She pressed her gently back against the tiled wall with one hand, while she used the other to spread her folds wide.

Then she really went to work with her mouth: her tongue, her lips, a gentle nip here and there.

She worked her folds with her fingers, stroking, pinching, rolling her clit with her fingertips as she pushed her hot, wet tongue inside her hole while Kenna panted and groaned.

Nothing had ever felt so good. No one had used her body like this—as if she knew her body in a way no one else ever had.

When CJ shifted, pressing two fingers into her pussy and sucking her clit into her mouth, Kenna cried out. “Oh fuck! Yes, yes…”

It felt so damn good, CJ’s mouth and fingers working her so expertly, as if she anticipated exactly what Kenna’s body needed, moment by moment. Her climax roared through her as she came again into CJ’s hot, sucking mouth.

“Ahhh! God!”

CJ pulled back only long enough to tell her, “Again.”

Kenna hadn’t even caught her breath, but everything felt so incredible, shivers of desire arrowing deep into her pussy, her belly.

It took only moments as CJ fucked her, barely even touching her clit, but curving her fingers inside her against her g-spot, and this time her climax rolled like thunder deep inside her, her mind going blank as she became nothing but pure sensation.

She cried out as CJ kept fucking her hard and deep while she lightly licked her tender clit.

And even before her orgasm began to fade it built once more, pleasure like a current that ran down her legs, over her body, making her nipples come up so hard they hurt, her entire body wracked with spasms of the most acute, mind-bending pleasure she’d ever felt.

“Ahhh! Fuck… God, Daddy. Yes!”

CJ pulled back and leaned up to kiss her mouth, and Kenna could taste her own juices on CJ’s tongue.

“Fuck, girl. I love the way you come for me.”

“Oh. My. God. I’ve never come so much in my life,” Kenna panted.

“And I’m not even done with you yet.”

“You’re not?”

“Baby, I’m just getting started.”