𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄- 𝖥. 𝖶𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒

(14)

Fred following me into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. He began to take his clothes off, I did the same, feeling myself struggle to get my shirt off, it kept sticking to my back. Fred laughed and reached to help me get it off. "I got it." I said, not needing his help. Fred leaned against the counter with his arms crossed in front of his chest, watching me struggle. "Let's see then." he said as a matter-of-factly.

I still struggled to get it off but when it did, he stared in amaze for a while before taking off his pants, watching as they fall by his feet. "What?" I questioned, looking down occasionally at his slightly faint abs and the red happy trail, still slightly damp with water.  He looks up to notice me staring. "Problem?"

I ignored him, taking off the rest of my clothes, opening the shower curtain and leaning down to turn on the water. "One. I believe I asked a question." he commented, I purposely didn't answer.

I felt Fred staring at my ass, I stood back up and turned around. "You know how nice your ass would look covered in my hand mark?" he asked, his brown eyes looking me up and down, wrapping his arms around my waist, squeezing my ass slightly, pulling our chests close as my chest met his.

I pulled away, "Then make it happen." I challenged with a whisper tone, turning around before I stepped into the shower, feeling the warm water run off my head and running down my back. "Do you deserve to finish darling?" he asked, standing in front of me in the shower.

He admired my body, watching the water droplets travel down my neck, to my breasts, going down further, his eyes following the way the water traveled down. I got embarrassed as he stared at my naked body. I knew he wasn't judgy but you can never be so sure.

"Yes, I do." I argued against his statement as I ran my hands through my hair, getting all my hair wet. We switched places, he stood under the water. I watched as it ran down his head, he brought his hands up to his hair, getting all his hair wet. I stared at his biceps which were flexing as he wet his hair. "How badly do you want it?" he asked, catching me off guard.

I heard his question but continued to watch the water travel down his abs all over the freckles that covered him, wetting his happy trial, and going further down. I looked down, seeing his erection. Now that I could see it clearly in the light, it's bigger than I thought.

His index finger went under my chin, lifting it up making our eyes lock. "Two. You're so beautiful but I'm gonna have to teach u to respond when I ask a question." he whispered, we kept eye contact for a bit longer. He brought his hand to my throat, squeezing it on the sides, leaning in. Capturing my lips, his tongue began teasing my lips, wanting to enter my mouth. I let my mouth part slightly, letting our tongues meet, I felt his other hand go to my breast, not breaking the kiss.

He squeezed my throat harder, when I let out a moan, he squeezed harder then released slightly, controlling my breathing as he pulled away. He lightly squeezed my breast, playing with my nipple between his fingers.

I tried to be quiet but my body had other things in mind as I let out a wanton moan, he relaxed his hold on my throat with a smirk. I tried so desperately to push myself closer to his erection. I felt his hand leave my breast and go down to my clit. I flinched lightly at the action of his hand touching that part of my body.

He began rubbing his finger in circles, "Lift your leg up." he spoke, I lifted my leg up on the ledge in the shower. His finger began rubbing faster, finding which motion made me feel the best, he took mental notes for the future. Applying more pressure.

"You like that?" he asked, slowing down again. I nodded, closing my eyes, wanting him to speed up. "Use your words darling." he demanded, I opened my eyes, looking at him when he pulled his hand away. "Yes I do." I whimpered feeling the physical
contact break, lightly moaning when he went back to the motion.