Friends with passion *Greys anatomy*

𝟰𝟮. 𝗧𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲 {𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲}

Esme lay in bed with Jackson and moaned as he kissed her neck. "I really don't want to go to work" she said as he smirked

"Neither do I. I could stay here in bed all day with my wife and make love" he said as she smirked

"Say that again" she said as he looked to her

"My wife" he said as she groaned. She had no idea how good it felt to hear him say that. They were actually married. She was happy

"We have to leave for work. How about we make this quick" he said as she smirked

"Or we could take it in the shower" she said as he smirked

"Oh I like that idea" he said as she was pulled from the bed.

He lead her into the bathroom and kissed her as the stripped down naked,

Her skin tingled with anticipation, and she pulled off the shirt that she was sleeping in leaving her naked. Esme noticed him eyeing her flesh hungrily.

Instantly, Jackson offered his hand to her and tugged her into the warm shower with him. She gasped as she felt the water cascade down her back, the pressure from it adding to the heat surging in her body.

The sight of him turned her on even more as she noticed that he was ready and waiting for you. Taking hold of the bottle of body wash with its wonderful scent of strawberry , Jackson squeezed a bit into his hand, and Esme watched him with utter fascination. She knew that he drove her wild that he made such simple things sexy

"Turn around, Esme." Jackson voice was low and seductive.
Obeying him, she felt your breathing become erratic. She knew that the desire he had one her and He had yet to touch her and yet she could feel the thrilling, throbbing ache between her legs.

Jackson stood behind her, and she felt his stare burrowing into her body.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," he whispered in her ear . "And you are all mine." Esme could feel herself almost get wet between her legs

"Your wife"

"Hmm my wife indeed" he said as he pulled her closer

Taking hold of her waist, Jackson pulled her closer to him. The curve of her ass brushed against his cock, and they both groaned at the contact.

His large hands started to massage your mid-section, lathering Esme up with the soapy substance. Esme eyes fluttered as she enjoyed the feel of his caress. She knew that his hands had done things to her and he knew how to use them

Leaning back, she sighed as he massaged your breasts, cupping them fully into his palms.

"We're a perfect fit," he murmured, his fingers slowly rolling around brt nipples already erect with the contact, her moans growing louder as Esme lost yourself in his skilled touch.

"Mmm...." Reaching around her back, Esme took hold of his cock in her delicate hand. Jackson growled into her ear as she pumped him up and down, spreading the pre-cum around the head of his erection.

"I want to touch you too," Esme whimpered, completely in need of him

"I want to bury myself inside you." Jackson said as He kissed her neck as his thumb brushed against her clit and he bucked against her hand