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I really don’t know what came over me, but I just couldn’t help myself, I wanted to taste him; it was like every fiber of my being was urging me to do so. My stomach churns with butterflies. It's as if each one is doing a somersault inside me. I can’t help but giggle as Don proceeds upstairs with me draped over his shoulder. I have never been this girl who’s brave; upfront and takes what she wants, but with him, it just feels right. It’s hard to explain, but it’s like it’s meant to be; like he’s meant to be mine. Not faltering, he carries me all the way into the shower, only putting me down once we are inside.

My mouth waters as he stands naked, seemingly unbothered by his lack of clothing, while I am fully dressed. Fully confident in himself, he turns the water on, and we stand completely still, locked in a gaze, the air around us growing heavy.

The tension breaks when he spins me around so that my back is at his front and without hesitation, he tugs my top over my head, lightly trailing his finger along my back as he unclasps my bra and drops them both to the floor with a thud from all the water they’ve already soaked up.

Instinctively, my breath catches as he spins me back around; the hunger in his eyes makes my pussy clench and I unwillingly let out a soft moan. Goosebumps trail in wake of this touch as he tugs both my pants and underwear down at the same time, pausing once he gets them below my knees. The feeling is almost electric when he bends down and presses his nose into my pussy, deeply inhaling. “Your scent is intoxicating; I could get lost in it,” he murmurs.

At his words, my knees go weak, and they start to buckle as he places his fingers on my clit and rubs. “God… Don!” I scream out. My legs nearly give out when he replaces his fingers with his thumb, and with keeping to the same tempo he swipes two fingers along my pussy, before plunging them both inside me. “Fuck...Mm.” I moan, gripping tightly to his shoulders for stability. He’s making sure to hit the right spot inside me each time, and it sends shuddering waves of pleasure throughout my body.

Overwhelmed by ecstasy, I know I am not going to last much longer. I dig my nails into his skin, as his thumb moves faster and his fingers continue to plunge in and out. Every movement brings me closer to climax. Uncontrollably my legs start to wobble, and just when I think I’m going to fall over, he grabs hold of my waist with his other hand. “That’s it, Sweetheart, come for me,” he purrs, his voice sending me over the edge.

“God…God…God,” I mumble in pleasure. A rippling shock of pleasure tears through me and my nails dig into his skin harder, my vision blurs while my heart races. As my climax spikes, my eyes involuntarily roll, while my body vibrates and I come hard on his fingers.

Unwavering, his fingers still pump until every wave subsides. Speechless, my heart skips a beat when he removes his fingers from inside me and pops them into his mouth, sucking and licking. “Fucking delicious.” he growls, the intense glare in his eyes makes me swallow loudly.

With a hungry growl, he continues to take my pants and underwear off, eagerly tossing them down with the rest of my clothing. Startled, I gasp loudly, when I realize that I am completely naked, my heartbeat pounds in my ears as I try to look anywhere but at him, covering myself up with my hands.

Tenderly, he grabs hold of my wrist and strokes in soothing motions along my wrist, down into the palm of my hand. “Raine, Sweetheart, look at me.”

Hesitantly, I look up at him, our gazes lock and instantly I calm. It's his eyes, the ones I dreamt of, they seem to sooth me; calm me. Undoubtedly, they feel like...they feel like home. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do; we can get out now if that’s what you want?”

“No…No… I want this…I really want this… It’s just…” He cuts me off and grabs hold of my face pulling me closer.

“Good, because I don’t know if I can control myself much longer.” He whispers against my lips.

Without another word, his lips are on mine, kissing me softly at first, gently coaxing me with his tongue, and I part my lips to let him in. I give myself to him and take what he wants to give as the kiss turns passionate. Fueled by desperation, I place my hands on his chest, oh Lord, he’s solid. I let my hands roam, all over his stomach muscles, across his chest and up over his shoulders. I can’t get enough, I want more; I need more. Gently releasing his hold on my face, his fingers slide away, only to weave into my hair from behind and with a quick, firm tug, he pulls tightly, sending a shock of pleasure through me as I feel the weight of his grip.

Fuck! This man could do whatever he wanted to me, and I would beg for more. With desperation, he devours me with his mouth, walking me backwards until my back hits the tiles. Removing his hand from my hair, he slowly feels his way down to my ass, lifting me up. Automatically my body reacts, and I wrap both my legs around his waist.

We break apart panting, and I do my best to gracefully slide down him, reaching over to grab the body wash and a sponge, playfully I shake them both at him, a glint of mischief dances in his eyes. “Let's get you all cleaned up first,” I say, pouring a generous amount of body wash onto the sponge and throwing the bottle down, so it lands on my soaked clothes.

With a harsh tug I turn him around and start to scrub with enthusiasm from the broad expanse of his shoulders down to his ankles, the feeling of his warm skin beneath my hands sends a thrill through me.

Once I’m finished scrubbing, I turn him back to face me, my breath catches at the sight before me, the expression on his face is a mix of surprise and delight, it makes my heart skip a beat; he’s simply breathtaking. With even more conviction, I begin scrubbing from the top of his body. I have to steadily remind myself to breathe as my hands glide across his smooth, warm chest. The texture of his skin feels both familiar and comforting.

In certain stubborn spots where the syrup has clung on, I find myself applying a bit more pressure, determined to remove every trace.

After his chest is clean, I slowly shift my attention downward, bracing for the challenging area that lies ahead. I lightly rub the sponge over his cock and balls and he moans loudly at my touch, making it harder to concentrate. With a bit more aggression, I scrub again, the moans coming from him are turning me on so much. The sounds he makes are making it so goddamn hard for me to continue, I have to clench my thighs together several times.

By the time I finish, he’s completely covered in suds, and I stand back to admire my work, beaming at him as he flashes me a smug smile.

With precision, he spins me around and pulls me against him, the warmth of his body enveloping me, a palpable heat that sends a shiver of excitement down my spine and I lean my head back onto his shoulder. Smoothly, he grabs the sponge and delicately begins trailing kisses down my neck, soaping up my front with the sponge at the same time, paying extra attention to my breasts. Loudly a moan escapes me, and my nipples harden. “Keep making that sound, Little Wasp,” he whispers in my ear, his voice slightly hoarse but full of desire. It sends a tingling down my spine causing me to moan again. “Mmmmm,” he hums while he begins to grind his rock-hard cock into my back, rolling his hips.

Aroused completely, I raise my head up so I can face him and without thinking I reach up and grab him by the back of the head pulling him toward me. Feeling brave, I stick my tongue out and start licking away all the water from around his lips. A full-on growl vibrates from him, the vibration sending a bolt of pleasure straight to my now swollen pussy and I lock my lips on his, then slowly turn my body toward him to deepen the kiss. Butterflies flutter in my stomach as his hands begin to roam down my back, gripping my ass with a hard squeeze. With a firm grip on my thighs, he effortlessly lifts me up and my legs wrap around his waist, his cock presses between both of our bodies. Strongly feeling the urge to jump down and taste it, I hold off and continue to devour his mouth.

Abruptly, he breaks away and starts peppering kisses across my jaw and down my neck, mumbling and groaning words I can’t understand. My heart pounds furiously in my chest, each beat echoing in my ears like a relentless drum. The rapid thudding fills my mind, drowning out all other sounds.

Ready to immerse in the pleasure of him, I start to grind myself on his cock, rocking myself back and forth, causing him to spill out all kinds of noises, igniting a fire within my body.

“Fuck,” he swears, biting down on my ear lobe, pulling me closer as his hands tighten around my thighs.

Carefully, he steps us out of the warm shower and water cascades down our bodies. He doesn’t bother to turn the water off; instead, he leads me toward the bedroom.

Soap suds cling to our skin, creating a slippery sheen that catches the light, but at this moment, none of that matters to me, all I can think about is him, his touch; his presence. I want nothing more than to be enveloped in his embrace. A strong hunger fills my gut as he carries me all the way into the bedroom, trailing kisses along my neck while he walks, only stopping once we reach the bed. With a playful shove, he throws me down on the bed, and I land with a bounce, giggling to myself.

Completely captivated by him, I gaze up and take a moment to fully appreciate every striking detail of him, his chiseled features and smoldering gaze, this man is irresistibly attractive.

The intensity in his eyes as he gazes down at me sends a shiver of exhilaration through me, and my heart races at the sight, God help me. “Tell me you want this, Sweetheart?” He growls. “Tell me you want this as much as I do.” I nod my head.

“Use your words, Raine, I need to hear you say it. Say you want this; say you want me.”

“Yes...yes, I want this, I want you, all of you.” I answer.

A loud growl echoes from him.

With a new sense of urgency, he grabs hold of me just under my knees and yanks me down, spreading my legs open. Without saying another word his mouth is on me, sucking my clit. “Don, fuck!” I yell out as I grab hold of his head, gripping his hair tightly. Undeterred, he licks, sucks, and nips away at me like I’m his last meal. With so much pleasure rolling through me, I don’t think I can hold on much longer, every movement he makes sends me closer and closer to climax.

Sucking my clit into his mouth the world explodes around me, and my hips buck up toward him. “Don…mmm…God,” I scream out. My orgasm spreads through me, pins and needles shooting up my arms and legs as waves of pleasure roll.

Breathless and overwhelmed, I take a few deep breaths before I prop myself up on my elbows, feeling the cool air against my skin as I glance down at him. An unmistakable look in his eyes, like a cat that’s just caught its mouse.

Truly besotted with him, I can't help but let out a soft giggle, as he rises to his feet, his infectious grin stretched wide across his face, has my stomach fluttering in delight.

“Last chance to back out,” he says, tilting his head to the side.

“No…I want this,” I reply, trying to catch my breath.

This man takes my breath away at every turn, just watching him turns my brain to mush. Not taking his eyes off me he grabs his cock and slowly starts to move his hand, pumping his cock, and my gaze fixes firmly on his hand. But when I look up, our gazes clash, an unmistakable hunger fills the air like wildfire. He’s watching me as I watch him, and it’s so fucking hot.

Overpowered by need, I resist the urge to go and climb him. Instead, I turn my gaze back to his hand, just as a bead of precum leaks out from the tip of his cock and I salivate at the sight.

Controlled by emotions I can no longer ignore, I sit myself up and gaze up into his eyes, feeling a rush of emotions swirling between us. Without hesitation, I lean toward him, drop my head and lick, making a satisfying hum to myself. A loud moan escapes him, as he tangles his fingers in my hair, and yanks it. The sharp tug sends a jolt of discomfort through my scalp. “Raine, Sweetheart, what are you trying to do to me?” He growls, his jaw tight as his lips come crashing down on mine, and for a moment I let him devour me. Reluctantly, I break the kiss and wrap my fingers around his cock. Not trying to be gentle, I firmly start pumping. Harshly his fists clench, gripping my hair tighter, the sharpness of his movements turns me on more than I can imagine. “Fuck, Sweetheart.” He moans.

With a newfound confidence, I rise to my feet and lean in to kiss him once more, letting my lips linger against his for a moment. My hands find their way to his shoulders, where I apply pressure, guiding us in a slow turn until the back of his legs touch the bed. With a shove, I urge him back, and he settles onto the edge, a mix of surprise and anticipation dancing in his eyes. Slowly, I climb up onto him, straddling his waist as I wrap my arms around his neck. Cautiously, I line my pussy up with his cock and ever so gently I sink myself down onto him, afraid to go too fast because I don’t know if he will fit.

Once I’m about halfway down his shaft, I pause and a low growl vibrates from him. I sway, and he grabs my hips to help steady me. “I don’t know if it’s going to fit…I…”

“It will fit, Sweetheart,” he interrupts.

In one movement, he has me on my back pinned underneath him, his mouth on mine, pushing my legs apart with his. He slides the tip of his cock into me a couple of times, before suddenly slamming himself inside me, all the way. “GOD,” I yell out.

He doesn’t move right away, which I am thankful for, as it’s a little painful with how big he is. “You're so fucking tight, Sweetheart!” He growls in my ear just before he smothers sloppy kisses up and down the side of my neck, then along my jawline. Slowly he starts moving his hips, the pain easing off with each slow thrust, pleasure taking over and I don’t think I have ever felt this full. Each time he rolls his hips he starts getting faster, the intense feeling of fullness taking over my senses, and I can’t control any of the noises that escape my mouth, the faster he gets the louder I do. “God, Don... Mmm...I...feel… Mmm.”

“I know, Sweetheart, (thrust) it’s (thrust) like (thrust) you were (thrust) made for (thrust) me,” he moans, speaking through gritted teeth. Roughly, he grabs me by the back of my neck and lifts my head, thrusting into me harder and harder. My whole body alight with the feel of him, my building climax ready to explode. “You are squeezing me so tight (thrust), Sweetheart (thrust), I need you to come, I need you to come on my cock (thrust),” he moans, leaning his forehead against mine. One of his hands slowly move downwards and with a strong grip he grabs my breast, massaging it, teasing me. When suddenly, he pinches my nipple and my entire world explodes, my vision starts to blur as wave after wave my orgasm hits, shocks of pleasure consume me and stars appear before my eyes. “God... Don...yes... God!” I scream.

“Raine, Sweetheart!” He groans. Loudly panting in my ear before he gives one last hard thrust. The feel of his cock pulsating inside me makes me tremble, and we both collapse, breathing heavily, his head laying on my chest.

As soon as I catch my breath, I notice the suds still clinging to our skin, and a giggle escapes my lips. He turns his head to meet my gaze, his eyes sparkling with amusement and without uttering a word, he offers a quiet chuckle, the sound warm and inviting. Settling his head back down, he gently caresses my thigh with his hand and I don’t ever want to let this man go. I can’t. In the matter of what, twenty-four hours, he has just become everything to me.