In His Service

Shower: Derek's POV

I let my forehead fall against Virginia's chest with a heavy thud and leaned my body weight against hers, letting the refrigerator door hold both of us up as we panted in tandem, catching our breath. Both our bodies were coated in a dewy sweat from our union, and I clung to Virginia's hips with all the strength I had left as she continued to shudder from her second orgasm of the night, milking my cock as it remained buried deep inside her. 

It pulsed at the thought, and her body responded immediately, tensing and clenching involuntarily as she let out a soft moan. 

I growled in response and pressed harder against her, aching to be deeper inside even as my cock relaxed and cum started to dribble down my leg. I would have to take care of that. Shifting her weight so that I could step away from the fridge with her in my arms, I turned and started towards the master bedroom. 

"I'm not finished with you yet," I whispered in her ear when she lifted her head to see where we were going. 

"Mmmm, good," she purred back. My cock jumped again, still inside her and already thickening in anticipation of round two. 

When we reached the bedroom I continued on to the master bath, pausing at the door to flick on some lights and the heated floors, before grabbing a fluffy, light gray towel and spreading it on the bathroom counter. When I was sure she wouldn't be exposed to cold marble on her bare skin, I lowered Virginia onto the towel and pulled out of her painstakingly slowly. 

My cock was already 75% hard again just from moving through the house with her clamped around me, but the motion of pulling out made me see stars. Goddamn she felt good. I fought the urge to ram it back inside of her, and turned towards the shower to get the ceiling mounted rainfall shower started, as well as the steam jets on the sides. 

Once the shower was ready and the bathroom was beginning to fill with steam, I turned back to see Virginia perched on the counter, long legs swept up to the side beneath her, the silver lace body suit still in place, but stretched and torn from my forceful ravaging in the kitchen. Her big green eyes were heavy with desire under her long lashes, and she watched my naked form with lust as I crossed the room to her. 

Running a hand up her leg to the stretched out opening of the lace, I tugged on a frayed piece, letting the tear widen as it exposed the crease of Virginia's hip and on up to her stomach. 

"You're destroying my lingerie, Derek," Virginia mused, watching but not attempting to stop me. 

I grinned at her devilishly before responding, "No, I'm just inspecting it for now. This— would be destroying." As I spoke I grabbed the tear with both hands and yanked it wide open to the shoulder, allowing one perfect breast to fall free of its confines. 

Virginia giggled and slid off the counter, shrugging off the mangled piece of lace. "You'd better buy me a new one of those," she muttered. 

I think she said something, but the sight of her entirely nude in front of me, her back to the mirror giving me a 360 degree view of her perfection, silver nipple rings thrust forward on tight pink buds, her smooth peach skin blending perfectly with the pale grays and whites of the bathroom, I was too mesmerized to register human speech. 

"Derek?" She asked, waving a hand in front of my face to snap me out of my daydreams. 

"Uh. Yeah. Whatever you say." 

My caveman response was rewarded with another giggle that sounded like bird song in the morning. 

"I said you better buy me another one of those," Virginia repeated, turning and walking into the shower. The thick steam in the room obscured her perfect body from my view and I chased after her like a puppy just to keep sight of her. 

"You have an entirely new wardrobe in the closets in this master bedroom, plus a credit card with no limit to add anything you want. You can buy as many of those devilish little things as you can find," I reminded her as I stepped into the steam. 

Virginia stood in the middle of the shower stall, the rainfall shower soaking over her long auburn tresses and running in tiny streams over her peach-shaped ass to the floor. She turned to me as I spoke, shaking her head and frowning. 

"I know I can buy whatever I want, Derek. But you destroyed that one. So I want you to replace it for me." The glisten in her eyes betrayed just how much she had enjoyed the lingerie being destroyed, and my cock grew in anticipation of destroying many many more tiny lacy things in the future. 

"I'll take care of it," I conceded, moving towards her into the rainfall shower and connecting with her immediately under the steady stream. Her face turned up towards mine as if she were drowning and I was her breath. I pulled her lips to mine and got swept away in the water and in her touch.