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his hands, and pressing pleasurably into her skin with his thumbs. As Duke’s hands made their way back to Erica’s front, she felt herself leaning back against Duke, resting her weight against the man’s muscular torso. It felt warm and wet and hard. But also soft and inviting, like their bodies were meant to be pressed together.
    Meanwhile, Duke’s hands were working their way down Erica’s body, taking the same path that he had taken with the loofah. Only now, with his bare hands pressing into Erica’s skin, the feeling was much more pleasurable. Duke reached the bottom of Erica’s stomach, pressing along her lower abs, and then moved outside to her hips. Erica wondered if he would stop here.
    But Duke lingered. His hands worked their way down the front half of Erica’s thighs. He had to bend over to do this, and Erica felt the man’s warm body wrap itself around her neck and shoulders. Duke’s face was pressed against Erica’s neck, and Erica realized that Duke must be looking down as he worked, must be seeing her hard nipples as he massaged his hands nearer and nearer to the heat between her legs.
    Duke’s fingers massaged closer, creeping in to press against Erica’s pubes, and then circumventing her pussy entirely to brush along the inside of her thighs, and then continuing up, slowly, until Duke was massaging the engorged lips of her pussy. Erica moaned, closing her eyes to the sensation. It felt too good to second guess herself any longer. From this point forward, she would enjoy herself.
    Then, lifting one hand, Duke placed two fingers inside the opening of Erica’s pussy, massaging gently.
    “Ohhhh,” Erica called out, the feeling sending shivers throughout her entire body. She melted into the man’s arms, giving him permission to do more.
    Slowly, taking his time, Duke brought his fingers around the circumference of Erica’s lips, pressing as he worked his way inside. Meanwhile, his other arm wrapped around Erica’s body, his hand landing on her breast. His fingers tweaked her nipple and she jumped without going anywhere. She was completely covered by this man, his thick arm against her chest holding her in place against his strong body, and somehow this lack of control was even more erotic than if Erica had merely been next to Duke.
    Duke’s fingers reached Erica’s clit, touching the sensitive spot and running his finger in a small circle around it Erica moaned again. Then, with more speed this time, Duke rubbed her clit as she melted into him. He kept his other arm around her, holding her tight as he played with her nipple. Her entire body convulsed in Duke’s grip. Duke continued to run his finger along Erica’s clit, until she began to relax a little. Then he inserted two more fingers into her, massaging the tight muscles of her opening.
    Erica couldn’t take it anymore. She was so turned on that she raised her ass and pressed it back into Duke. She felt the warmth of his thick cock press against her, and he began to grind into her as he worked her over with his hands. Erica groaned, and she could feel Duke’s chest expanding more frequently as the man’s breath increased. The warmth of the shower sent steam all around them, and Erica lost herself in the moment. She was going to come. She let out a little gasp, and just as she was about to announce that she was close, Duke pulled his fingers out of her, and took his hand away from her nipples.
    Erica let out a sigh, looking up at Duke with needy disappointment.
    “Not here,” Duke said. He took Erica by the shoulders again, and spun them around so that Erica was facing the stream of water. Erica waited, panting, as Duke rinsed, and then turned off the water.
    Duke pulled back the shower curtain and pulled a white towel from a rack. He handed it to Erica, and then pulled in another towel for himself. Erica pressed the towel to her face, and then quickly rubbed it against her head to dry her hair. She could feel Duke drying off