Page 91 of Lust & Lies

His nipples hardened under my touch, and when I grazed one with my thumb, his whole body shuddered, cock pulsing against my palm.Now this was what I called multitasking.

I continued stroking him as he moaned, whispering my name and thrusting into my hand. My thumb traced the tip of him, and his cock jerked. He was close, so close. He braced one hand against the shower wall, hips flexing forward to meet my strokes.

His deep moans were sexy as hell, every sound urging me to grip tighter, stroke faster. His body leaned into my touch, his stomach muscles tightening. The sound of the water hitting the shower floor blended with his groans.

Every note of pleasure he emitted let me know he was close to exploding for me. I kissed along his spine and up to his neck, nipping him there before resting my face against his back again.

“I love the way you feel in my hand, Savage. So thick. So perfect, so mine,” I whispered.

“Fuck, Noe,” he groaned.

“Tell me you’re mine,” I whispered, pumping him faster.

“I’m yours, Noe. All fucking yours.”

“Tell me I own this cock,” I insisted.

“You own this cock, baby. You own me. You own everything,” he groaned. “Everything I have is yours.”

“That’s right,” I rasped against his back, my lips brushing his wet skin. “This cock is mine to stroke, mine to suck, mine to ride whenever I want. Nobody else will ever feel it, no one else will ever taste it. Say it.”

“Nobody else,” he choked, head falling back as his moan echoed in the stall. “Only you, Noe. Only your mouth. Only your pussy. Only your ass.”

My pussy quivered.

“Good, Savage. Look at how hard you are for me,” I whispered, twisting my wrist as I pumped him harder. My thumb circled the tip, spreading his precum over the thick head of his cock. “Look at it, Savage. Look at the gift you just gave me.”

He stared down.

“Fuck, baby,” he gasped, his abs tightening under my touch, his body trembling against mine.

“Watch how I stroke it, Savage. Watch how your cock swells in my hand when I squeeze just right.” Precum leaked from the tip. “You see that? That’s all for me. Only me.”

“You’re gonna make me lose it, Noe,” he groaned.

“That’s the point,” I breathed into his ear, pumping faster, relentless now. The slick sound of my hand jerking his cock filled the stall. “Cum for me, Savage. Cum in my hand like the good husband you are. Give me every last drop, and tell me you love me while you do it.”

“Damn it, Noe,” he groaned, his hand clenching into a fist against the shower wall.

“Don’t be stingy, baby. Let me have it. Let me have all of it.”

He let out a growl that turned into a guttural moan, his cock twitching in my grip, his hips bucking.

“Don’t stop,” he rasped, voice nearly cracking. “Baby, don’t stop. I’m about to cum.”

“I won’t stop. I want to feel you spill for me. I want to milk every drop until you’re shaking. Give it to me, Aiden. Let me feel how much you need me.”

I kept my promise. I didn’t stop, couldn’t stop. I kept stroking, kept kissing, kept holding him through the pleasure until his whole body jerked under my touch.

“I love you, Noe,” he called out as his release hit hard, causing his entire body to shudder.

Hot spurts of cum spilled over my hand, landing on the floor, mixing with the water. Aiden’s head fell back, throat working as he moaned my name, telling me he loved me over and over again, just like I’d asked.

I continued rubbing his nipple and stroking him through every last thrust, kissing his back while he gave me everything he had. There was no rhythm to his movements now. He was no longer in control of his body. Neither was I.

He was caught up in the pleasure, trapped in a state of arousal that had him bucking into my palm. My savage came hard. And he didn’t try to hide how good it felt to him. He was loud with it, and I freaking loved it.

It was like trying to tame a wild horse. A wild savage. And I was just the woman for the job. I held him through it. And when his body finally sagged forward, chest heaving, I hugged him tighter, lips pressed to his damp skin.