Diving Into You

Chapter 004

You hear the muted sound of the front door closing. You turn off the shower, your heart pounding.

Drenched from your shower, every pore of your body is attuned to a sound, a movement...

You know in your heart that it's not an intruder.

It's Jeno.

He can't get enough of you either, and that's what sends shockwaves of crazy delirious pleasure pouring though you at the mere sight of him. The anticipation of seeing him naked, of him stroking your tits, and him doing whatever the fuck he wants to do to you, is what gets your pussy wet.

Footsteps approach the door. With a sigh, you turn your back to it, turning the shower back on.

Closing your eyes, you wait for his hands to claim you, for his tongue to lick your slit. He does not disappoint.

A gasp escapes your lips as he surprises you with something better. The first touch is his hard cock sliding between your legs from behind, making you grind against him without ever laying an eye on him. He cups your breasts, lifting, squeezing them so tight you whimper.

Your hips rock back and forth along his cock. Water spraying over you, you lean your head against his shoulder.

"You're late." You murmur just as his teeth cut into the soft flesh at your neck. Nibbling your shoulder, squeezing your breasts as he thrusts his cock between your thighs without penetrating.

"Y/N, every time I see you, it's like I'm juvenile. Can't keep my hands off you."

"Good news is, you don't have to let go." You reach up and back to stroke his neck, grinding your hips against his cock. "Don't keep your hands off me. Come fuck me every day, Jeno."

Every sound, every touch, every move, makes your pussy churn for his cock.

The rush of water, his breath in your ear, the squirting of shower gel onto his palm. He strokes your breasts in circles, the soap lathering abundantly.

Gasping, you turn the water off, crooning as his soapy slippery hands knead your tits, pinch your nipples, then glide smoothly down to force a path between your legs.

His fingers slip soapily over your clit and you lurch, curling into his hands, wanting to grab his hand and make him rub you harder.

The desperation is making you lose your senses.

But he's got other plans. Holding your wrist, he squirts shower gel on your palm. You know what he wants even before he turns you around and hands you his cock.

The first sight of his face almost makes you cum right there. You stroke his cock, back and forth, the foam lending perfect lube.

All the time, he clutches your ass tightly, holding your gaze. You run your hands over his shaft, over the capped head, licking your lips.

You crave the taste of his cock once again. His teeth are clenched, a muscle moving spasmodically in his jaw...you can sense it coming...

Clutching your shoulders, he slowly urges you down onto your knees. You rush like a greedy monster, dragging your cheek against his shaft to wipe the soap off.

His answering growl resounds in the shower. You lift his cock, dragging your tongue along the length of it, before sucking the cockhead.

Your lips drag down the full length, wrapped tight, until his cock hits the back of your throat. Gagging, you jerk back, turned on by the sound of his rumbling chuckle.

This time, you suck slowly, head to root, head to root. His cockhead plunges down your throat every single time.

He tastes like heaven, smells even better. Your senses combust when he grabs handfuls of your wet hair, holding your head to guide you up and down his shaft. It seems like forever, yet way too soon when he yanks you up, shoving you toward the wall.

"Baby, it's your pussy I want."

You barely register the words as he slams into you hard, deep. Your feet slip on soap and water, and you grab the wall for balance. He lunges forcefully, jerking you forward every time.

His arms wrap around you, pinning you in place. One around your waist and the other over your tits, holding you captive.

You're a willing prisoner in his arms. His lust. His madness. His greed. All of it hits you at once, making you spasm violently. Your pussy clenches around his cock, milking it as you cum too soon.

A blush stains your cheeks.

"All it took was one fucking thrust," he hisses in your ear. "You greedy little girl. You drive me mad." His cock is rocking slowly inside you, while his fingers press onto your clit.

You jerk. The sensitized spot sending electric bolts of revolt against the touch. But his cock is relentless, his fingers finding the swollen nub, he has you writhing for him within seconds.

"Ah, Jeno! Fuck!"

You're holding onto the wall with soapy hands, getting fucked with slow madness. The pins and needles driving along your inner thighs to your tits, the next orgasm overtakes horny nerve endings, leaving you limp and sated.

Instantly, he pulls out, flipping you around.

"Babe, I'm all yours."

You clasp his cock. Rubbing it in two fists, up and down, slipping your palm over the head every time.

Something snaps inside you and you shove him against the shower wall, falling to your knees again as you suck the head of his cock while fisting him harder, faster. The surprise and urgency has caught him off guard.

The first spurt of his cum hits your tongue. You moan against the magnificent cock filling your throat. It cock pumps deep as he jerks over and over.

Long after it's over, you're still sucking while he stands there relishing the attention. His cock grows semi hard, and you let it slip out of your mouth.

"You're crazy, babe. And I'm absolutely crazy about you."

He cups your face between both hands, stroking your bottom lip with his thumb. Within seconds, he lifts you up to stand. Parting your lips with his own, he kisses you almost roughly.

Turning the shower back on, he rinses the soap off your body, holding you close, your breasts crushed on his chest as he strokes your ass and back.

It's a moment of pure, unadulterated bliss. And you never want it to end

You cling to him, wanting him to stay, wanting this moment to last forever. Every time he comes over, it's bittersweet. He'll leave again, and you'll wait for him to return and fuck you raw.

You'll wait for him, his cock. Until then, you'll recall this moment and stroke your pussy every night.

That's what he does to you—your boyfriend. You're obsessed, and you can't wait for what's in store for you the next time he comes around.