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stood there and his expression closed.
    “You’re cold.”
    “Not really.” I shook my head.
    “Did you finish bathing?” He asked me softly and I shook my head.
    “Good.” He grabbed my bottle of body wash and squeezed some into his hands, before stepping closer towards me. “I’ll clean you, then.”
    “I don’t need you to.”
    “But I want to.” His hands started rubbing my shoulders and then my arms, building up bubbles as the body wash met the water. His fingers were strong, and rubbed me gently, scrubbing my skin with a light intensity as he bathed me. His fingers then fell to my breasts and he lathered them up slowly, twisting my nipples and pinching them as he caressed my breasts. I leaned back against the wall excitedly, but then his fingers moved to my stomach and my back. He rubbed my back harder, massaging me as he cleaned me. I turned around then so he could have easier access to my back and his fingers ran down along my spine to my buttocks, rubbing gently and cupping my buttcheeks in his hands. His fingers then slid around to my waist and he pulled me back towards him. I could feel his cock nestled between my buttcheeks and his fingers slid down further until they were inside my legs, cleaning me delicately, but thoroughly. I pushed back into him as his fingers rubbed my clit gently. I could feel a small orgasm building and I knew that I was about to come. I groaned as his fingers left my private area and he bent down do he could rub down my thighs and calves. I jumped as I felt Greyson biting down on my butt and he laughed and stood back up, grabbing me roughly and turning me around again.
    “Your skin is so soft and supple. It feels like silk.” His fingers traced the line along my collarbone and then down to my breasts. He cupped my breasts in his hands and held them gently, squeezing them and melding them into the palms of his hands. “They fit my hands perfectly.” He stared at me with heavy eyes. “And they are so sweet.” He leaned forward and took my left nipple into his mouth. “Oh, so sweet.” He groaned as he sucked, with his eyes still staring at me. I stared back at him unspeaking. There was nothing I could say. Nothing I wanted to say asides from “Fuck me, now.”
    “What?” He grinned at me and I realized that I had spoken out loud.
    “Nothing!” I blushed.
    “You want me as badly as I want you, don’t you?”
    “Why do you want me?” I whispered, needing to know what it was that had us like this.
    “Because you’re sexy as hell.” He groaned and picked me up. “Wrap your legs around my waist.” I did as he said and he pushed me back against the wall. “I’m going to fuck you now.”
    “You are.” I swallowed and closed my eyes. I was ready. A part of me felt like I had been waiting for this moment my entire life.
    “I am.” His hands pushed my butt up a little higher and he leaned forward to kiss me. “I’m so fucking hard and ready.” He growled and stuck his tongue into my mouth at the same time as he entered me slowly.
    “Ooh.” I moaned into his mouth as I felt the length of him slide into me easily. I groaned as he filled me up and I felt a small orgasm rip through my body. My body shuddered against him and he grunted and pushed me harder against the wall.
    “You’re so fucking sexy.” He whispered in my ear and his cock slid slammed in and out of me faster. “And you’re so wet.”
    “We are in the shower.” I tried to joke, but the last part of my words were incoherent as I cried out.
    “Your pussy has been waiting for me.” He muttered and turned the water off. “I’m sure you’re still going to remain wet as fuck, even with the water off.” I ignored him and ran my hands through his hair and down his neck as he entered me. “You r pussy was made for me,” he grunted as he slid in and out. “Do you like the way my hard cock feels as I enter you?” He muttered into my head and I nodded. “You like it when I talk dirty,