He lathers the bubbles all over me, his skilled hands moving slowly across my
chest as my hands instinctively reach for his chin, trying to clutch onto
anything I can as the sensation builds inside me. The warmth of the water
soothes my skin as his baritone voice rings out to me.
“I’m in no rush tonight, I’m going to tease you for hours. You’re going to beg
for your release.” He commands me effortlessly.
I admire the tattoos, across his pecs and his upper back, some serious
definition meeting my eyes as my desire pools in a steep motion. His hands
glide ever lower, sending little shockwaves shuddering across my body as he
trails a slow and definitive stroke down to the top of my groin, his bursting
brown eyes never leaving mine. I know he’s going to work me up into a
gasping and shuddering mess.
“Oh god yes…please yes.”
I’m his for the taking, no indecisiveness in my voice, a slave to my master for
the evening. My head rolls freely as he explores me further, his lips latching
onto my neck playfully as his fingers start to beckon me in a come hither
motion.
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