Goldilocks (2/3)

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// Louis' POV //

I hopped out of the shower, and passed a new towel to Amy. She looked pissed off. What happened in a time limit so small as 5 minutes?! She snatched the towel from my hand.

"What now, Amandra?"

"I dunno. Ask Sofie."

I rushed to my phone. Did she read me and Sofie's messages? But...why is she upset? I don't get it. I was just planning to meet her. 

Oh. 

I know how Amy took it as.

// Amy's POV //

I switched the shower head on. Warm, hot water came gushing from the head. Warm showers and baths were always the most effective way to relax. But today, I didn't want to get into the bathtub. It just didn't feel right. 

'I know, I know.' I thought. This was a fake and arranged relationship, but I thought I sensed at least a little bit of intimacy between us. A seal of love. My hopes were high, my hopes were crushed. My hopes were high, my hopes were crushed. My hopes were high, my hopes were-

Bang!

"L-louis!" I shreaked, while using my hands to cover my...sensitive spots.

"I-i'm sorry, ok! I didn't know you were nude!" He replied. Loudly.

"What else are you supposed to do in the bathroom?! Everything you do here ends up in you getting naked at one point! Well except brushing your teeth. But why would I be brushing my teeth when I did it next to you, one hour ago!"

"Listen, I just came here to apologise. Sofie's my sister."

"Yeah right. Now get out!"

"No! She's my sister, and I'll prove it to you! Come with me to meet her after Ice-skating!'

" Ok, ok. Now get the fuck out of here!"

Creak.

The shower door gently slid open. With the water still flowing, Louis' clothes got drenched quick.

"What a-are you doing here?! Get out! Your clothes will get drenched!"

"Who said I was going to wear my clothes anymore..?" He smirked. I gasped, as my face lit up. He took off his shirt and unzipped his belt. He threw it out, taking off his pants and boxers.

"Oh my god..."

"Like the sights?"

He immediately took hold of me from the waist, and carried me against the wall. His hands were on my hips as he carried me, full against the wall.

"Virgin?"

I nodded my head vigorously. If being a virgin could stop him from putting his junk into me, I would thank my parents. But I had to admit, that 'junk' of his was big. Really big...

"Aw...what a shame. I want you to lose your virginity in a much better place than the shower... I'll promise you, you're gonna lose it in one of the best locations and sessions ever. I won't forget that promise." 

I blushed. He put me down but faced me to the wall. He cupped my left breast, gently and slowly. I bit my lip. I didn't want him thinking he had some sort of upper hand on me. Then he did the same to my right breast, gently massaging each. It was getting harder to hold my moans back. Then he clutched harder. A little whisper came out of my lips, but it wasn't a moan. He kissed my cheek, then moved onto my neck. He left kisses and hickeys everywhere, trying to find my sensitive spot. 

"Mmf~" I moaned. He had found the right spot, and completely abused it. 

Satisfied, he stopped. Stopped the kisses, stopped his hands. My pussy was wet as hell, and it definitely wasn't from the shower water. He turned my head around to face him, my body facing the wall. He left another kiss on my cheek, then left and dried himself up. I was still panting and gasping for breath. What was that? It felt absolutely amazing...and most importantly, what does tick off his criteria for a good 'First session'?!





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