Page 176 of In Death, Love Survives

“You weren’t the one getting ideas, remember?”

“That’s right, baby.”

Nova’s eyes are on mine as she slowly sinks to her knees. The water flows off her body, making her appear ethereal.

The way her tits look as she plops down has my cock becoming a full erection.

“What are you doing down there?”

“Making you feel good.”

She takes my cock between her delicate hands and starts to stroke it. Deep and fast, it’s the most sensual way anyone has ever played with my cock before, never mind Nova.

I lean forward onto the shower glass behind her, with my hands extended outward. It makes my body tower over hers. She brings her mouth to my cock and sucks hard. The warmth combined with the push and pull she’s doing makes all the tension I have flood to the head of my cock.

“That’s it, baby, suck on my cock. Make me come all over that pretty face.”

She hums and starts to go even faster.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? My cum all over that face, marking you as mine even more.”

Nova removes her hands and grabs onto my ass. She starts to push it even further in as she continues sucking hard.

“Fuck, I’m going to come. Keep going.”

She tightens her mouth around it right as I feel all the tension I’ve been keeping release.

As I pull out of her mouth, Nova leans back, resting on her hands. I come on her mouth and let it drip down her neck and onto her tits.

She looks breathtaking, dripping in my cum.

“Fuck, you’re something else.”

She licks her lips before biting on the lower one.

“Yum,” she moans out.

My cock twitches again.

“Fuck, how am I ever supposed to stop wanting you all the time?” She giggles as she extends her hand for me to help her up.

“You’re not,” she says as she stands up.

I place a kiss on her lips, and then Nova washes my cum off her mouth and body.

“Come here,” I murmur in the shell of her ear. I pull her back tightly against my stomach, letting her naked body mold into mine again.

One of my arms goes around her chest as the other travels down the length of her stomach and beyond.

“You don’t have to,” she whispers.

“Yes, I do.”

I start to play with her clit as she leans back, head slightly resting on my shoulder. Breathy moans escape her lips.

“You get so wet sucking me off.”

“I like your cock.”